Ment
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The librarian was a hunched old man with huge glasses: each lens was the size of an Orc's fist.
"I can't remember everything, young man, but maybe I have something tucked away somewhere."
He led Christoph through the library and stopped at the shelves with a sign that read "Satire of the Late Classical Era." He pulled out a huge, worn-out volume with brown pages. Half of the volume immediately fell out and slammed onto the floor, releasing a dozen spiders from their centuries-long captivity. The librarian put the half back in.
"Here's what you need."