Eledryll - Grand Library

The magnificent halls were always humming with the hushed voices of courtiers, the pitter-patter of servants, the clinking of the palatial guards chain-mails or the rushed tread of foreign messengers. You have your own reasons to stand there, on this hallowed ground, treading upon the shining marble floor with muddy boots. In fact, you were hoping to make a scene... One nobody will be able to forget in the decade to come.