Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20180716035529/@comment-30014014-20180901183423

''David walks over. Or rather, backward. He turns, not wanting to be assailed from behind, slowly then quickly rushing inside.'' "Hail to you, merchant" ''he spouts while dismantling his bag. The myriad of things carried within is spilled on whatever surface he can get his hands on before opening the sealed content. Bothering not to reach inside, David rather violently shakes his bag, forcing the tome out in a hard stump. A stump muffling the sound of boots backing away''.

"This cursed thing has been found on the room where I had spent the night. I know not how it made its way here nor why. As I am no curse expert, I have summarized that carrying something this volatile could lead to complications. Therefore, as the most probable source of knowledge available, I bring you it back, with the hopes to never imprint my fingers upon it again, lest it brings me to my demise"