Confused, Rosacer stopped. He decided to come back at night to follow the merchant. For now, he did not want to go near him. The experience was quite strange, something he had never felt in his entire life.
Instead, he decided to visit the library to learn more about the city's basic economy and language.
He wandered through the streets, sometimes meeting dead ends and sometimes running into thugs in alleys.
By asking people along the way, he was slowly able to find the library. It stood tall on the eastern edge of the town, the sea breeze gently crashing against its giant windows.
The library was tall and long, like a tower, its walls filled with windows. The inside could be seen clearly from the outside.
The glass panes, shining and reflecting the tower, looked like the scales of a serpent, slithering tall through the city.
Rosacer gazed at it from top to bottom as he slowly entered the library.
