Now Leona was in Capital Crocus to obtain a book for a wealthy collector named Benjamin Rellock. With her were Yuvon, Eero Saarinen, and the guildmaster herself, Leila Vergious. Standing outside the bookstore named Written Antiquities, Leona brought out the letter from Mr. Rellock stating that the Silver Wolf mages were acting on his behalf. She took a deep breath and entered the bookstore.
A bell chimed as she entered. There were rows upon rows of bookshelves filled with books. The rows were perfectly aligned, as were the books on the shelves. There was not a speck of dust anywhere. Well-dressed men and women in suits and dresses stood about and browsed the shelves or conversed quietly with one another.
The bookstore clearly catered to a wealthy clientele. The chandeliers on the ceiling were brass with handcrafted glass globes covering the light bulbs. Staff members wore suits and dresses. The furniture was all handcrafted and made of the finest materials.
Leona confidently walked to the desk and waited for service. A young black-haired man in a black tuxedo and brown-rimmed glasses approached her with barely concealed disdain on his face. He hesitated for a moment before greeting her.
"Can I help you?" He asked.
"Yes. We've come on behalf of Mr. Rellock to collect a book of his." Leona stated her purpose for being there.
"Mr. Rellock? Why would he send such an ill-dressed rabble like you to act on his behalf?" He asked in a haughty tone. Leona frowned. She kept quiet and presented the letter to the staff member. The young man picked it up and read it, obviously disbelieving what he saw.
"It says here that Mr. Rellock has sent you to pick up his most recent purchase for him." The young man said.
"Yes." Leona replied.
"You'll forgive me if I don't quite believe you. Many people try to steal books by claiming to be working on behalf of our patrons. Hold on a moment while I call for the manager." He said. He briskly walked over to an older man with graying hair and a gray handlebar mustache. He was dressed in a brown suit with a black tie and brown shoes. The clerk whispered into the older man's ear. He then accompanied the clerk to the counter and faced Leona.
"William has told me that you are here on Mr. Rellock's behalf, yes?" The man asked.
"We are. We're with Silver Wolf." Leona said before presenting her guild tattoo.
"So you are Silver Wolf. Now, about this letter. Allow me to check and make sure it isn't a forgery." The manager requested. He picked up the letter and read it closely. He then swiped his hand over it and the written words began to float in the air before her. Leona was amazed.
After a few minutes of carefully studying the words and analyzing for inconsistencies, the manager smiled.
"Please forgive William and myself. We were skeptical when strangers claimed to be working for Mr. Rellock, but now we know that you have told the truth. We will bring to you his purchase right away." The manager said before he and William walked briskly to the back of the store. Leona patiently waited for them to return. A minute later they returned with a muscular blonde man wearing a black suit and black shoes. He was easily seven feet tall and his arms rippled with muscles... it was a surprise that his dress shirt and suit jacket were not in tatters.
He carried in his arms a large book with an obsidian cover. The title was written in gold cursive handwriting, but the giant's arms obscured the name. He set the book down upon the wooden counter with a soft WHUMP. Leona's eyes widened. How were she and the others supposed to carry something that heavy?
"Thank you, Gustav." The manager thanked the burly man.
"No problem, sir." Gustav said before returning to the back. The manager smiled.
"He's Gustav. He's our chief of security. He also helps us with any heavy lifting that is required." The old man explained.
"I can see why." Leona replied with respect. She took a look at the book. It was entitled "Hidden Knowledge: A Collection Of Writings Concerning The Contents Of The Obsidian Archives."
This was what they came for. That part of the trip was over. Now they had a bigger problem. How were they going to transport it to Oak Town?
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