Lynch let out a gentle "Oh," while continuing to sketch the design swiftly from memory: "Where are those things?"
"In the temple right ahead, I'll fetch them for you." Koravos gave a slight bow towards him, "It's a place where non-Grey Dwarf races are not allowed to enter."
Lynch furrowed his brows, sensing a clear trick. Who could ensure that what Koravos brought out were genuine scrolls? If he claimed ignorance of Magic and randomly handed over some worthless items, wouldn't that result in a terrible scam?
He glanced at his two companions. Deluo was staring blankly at his newly acquired double-headed sword, showing no interest in what might come out of the Enlightenment Temple. Nimo stood beside Deluo, fiddling with a movable statue he had gotten from the ice tower, which was enough to keep him occupied for a while.
