“He can back it up.  I’ve been inside his libraries.  A few of us can read, he even let me borrow some of the fiction from it.  He keeps some books in a big room in the castle and even more in the vault, but i’ve never seen the ones in there.  He has a fascination with things from the old world.”  Vara explained, and she pointed to her underwear on the floor.<br/><br/>“You knew he wanted that liquid, but I did not make a ton of mind of it, because it’s just what he does.  He’ll send out parties into dangerous zones to go through old ruins and bring back things of value. Sometimes it’s clothing, or old bits of tech, other times it’s decorative pieces.  He’s not lying about what he can offer, if he really wants to give you access to it.”  She shrugged her shoulders, but she could see that the books and such had sparked an interest in Geraint.  It did not surprise her.  Knowledge did not flow freely in the Black Lands, but they were more open to it than the witches or the werewolves they kept company with.<br/><br/>“If you serve him and he thought you could grow his power, he would probably open up all he has if he thinks you’re loyal.  I never saw the vault, but I saw enough.”  Vara bit down on her bottom lip and looked over at Geraint with concern in her features.