Dragon Keeper

[White Wolf Guardian]

*Whisper and Basil stopped when they finally got to the entrance of the library upon the city and turned around to Emrelda and Korbin* "Hey, are we going in or what? We don't have all that much time for patience at the moment, we practically have the army of shadows biting at our heels and as we speak they could be coming this way in any form to stop up from getting this information, so I suggest we don't dilly dally around for any second longer as every second at this point could count." *Whisper landed on his shoulder blinking in surprise at his gruffness and he opened the large double doors, walking inside and looking around, only seeing a receptionist at the center indexing table in an expansive room with bookcases and books all along the walls, with several stories of tomes and works* "They are practically calling to me... okay let's deal with this person. They should know where all the books are kept."

*Basil approached the receptionist quietly and as she looked up he asked a question* "Where might I find books about the Prophecy? And if you don't know where that is, I'm going to have to ask that question again with 'Where might a dragon keeper like me and his dragon keeper party with a limited amount of time and an endangered world find your books about the Prophecy?' does that make it clear enough for you?"

[Ares the Ram]

When they entered the library, Griswold returned to Farnahm's side. He listened as Basil interrogated the receptionist. He chuckled as he gripped his staff lightly. "Cool your heels Basil. I've got a better idea." Taking his staff in both hands, he lightly tapped it on the ground, and in an instant, Basil found a piece of string tied around his hand winding through the library. Using his dominance over time, Farnahm and Griswold had found the book they were looking for in an instant. An old tome in the very rear of the library. He tugged on the string, signaling the group to follow and find it.

[serpington]

jack watched the 'interogation' silently, unsure if he should interfear or not when farnham spoke up. he noticed the peice of string a moment later but didn't think mush off it, other then it meant less time here searching. he waited to see if any of the others were going to follow the string before doing so himself.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Korbin growled under his breath, then tapped Gris on the bottom of his neck. "Change of plans..." Gris frowned for a second, then turned towards the city he expected them to show up at. Patience is hard to keep after two-thousand years of playing defense.

[Grace.E]

Phoenix walked amongst the books and scrolls, some were more dusty than others, Naala sniffed places, Phoenix came across room with a more advanced, calender, much like the sun dial. she noticed another room, walking past the calendar, she came across a fire lit room with large scroll, some bigger than she. she careful searched, they were very, very old. she gasped when she came across one with her symbol, the dragon tattoo that decorated her whole back and shoulders. Naala and Phoenix worked together as they pulled the giant scroll from its place. nearly falling over, a heavy cloud of dust made both Naala and Phoenix cough as they brought the huge scroll to the huge table. untying the leather that held it together, she rolled it out. she watched as the paper rolled smoothly and stopped at the end of the table, Naala stood on her hind legs, putting her front paws on the table so she could see. Phoenix looked at it...a language she did not recognize, but in the center of  the scroll was a beautiful drawing of an unfamiliar looking dragon, it was long, snake like, it was colored an Emerald green, it had black fur along its back and had black antlers. in small print under it, it said 'Shinseragosa' in the common language, it meant  'Green Lady'
"I have never seen a dragon like this before... don't you agree Naala?" she looked at her, Naala grunted in agreement. Phoenix went back to the shelf to find ones for her brothers, she did...but they were way to high up on a high shelf. but she found another scroll that looked promising, another drawing...but of a Shadow like creature, under it a black army, only a sentence was said 'He shall return'
"HEY YOU GUYS!" Phoenix shouted

[White Wolf Guardian]

*The wolf stopped short in his tracks from berating the clerk at the front desk and moved over to where Phoenix and Naala looking at old tomes* "Excellent, you have found the books we're looking for. If you don't mind I would like to sift through that shadow army book... judging from the title I think it's safe to say that there is indeed a mastermind behind the invasion and this will be our clue to find out who and perhaps if we're lucky. Their motives as well; in every crime there is a reason."

[Ares the Ram]

At the sound of Pheonix's voice calling to him, Farnahm grew confused. He thought he had the book they were looking for. He turned his head down the aisle to see that he was in the fiction section. He groaned as he put the book back and stomped his staff on the ground once more to time travel to where Pheonix was. As they appeared suddenly to the group, Griswold headbutted Farnahm. "Ow! What'd you do that for? It's not like that town 40 years ago, sheesh." He looked over at the scroll that they had placed on the table. He couldn't read the print on it, but found the dragon drawing remarkable. As Basil mentioned wanting to sift through the army book, Farnahm grew curious of what else was here. "That's a mighty interesting scroll Pheonix, but are there any others we should read? You are the leader after all."

[serpington]

jack smirked a little seeing farnahm's reaction. "and i  thought this trip was going to be boring. he walked to where heonix was, ariving last he ended up looking up at the shelves rather than the two open scrolls. what he saw startled him a bit before he spoke up. "would those be what your looking for?" he called pointing up to the four remaining scrolls with the groups symbols. shade climbed up to where the four scrolls were placed then looked at the group as if waiting to be told to grab them down.