[ libraries are wonderous great places to hide things of value. when sacking a city, always go for the libraries. rare books are less conspicuous to fence than nearly any other treasure.
so now -- captain robin whitby, both slayer and sailor, is leafing her way through a great and musty tome. when albert passes by her elbow, she turns with a winning smile.
in a libraryish whisper: ] Would you be such a dear and point me towards the rare books section, old chap?
albert.
so now -- captain robin whitby, both slayer and sailor, is leafing her way through a great and musty tome. when albert passes by her elbow, she turns with a winning smile.
in a libraryish whisper: ] Would you be such a dear and point me towards the rare books section, old chap?