Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161129060922/@comment-26517142-20170209093909

Lustia drinks more from her tea cup and sets it down gently. "Ah well... let's settle for business."

A scroll appears into her delicate little hands, crinkled and apparently moth-eaten. "I recieved this from some individual in a cloak, Might you tell me what this means? It isn't any language native of Monstrum Regnis."

"Huh. Hand it over, Auntie."

Taking the scroll, he observes that although it was already on the verge of falling apart, its pieces were clung together.

"Waitasec.. it's Latin."

The words were:

petunt responsa in bibliotheca animas vestras --