Brother Vernasus smirks at the impetuous young monk stood before him, then gives a curt nod to his brother Wolfram.<br/><br/>"No... the last thing we need is you laying on the floor with a broken arm. My name is Brother Vernasus and if you don't mind I have business to attend to... Speak with brother Wolfram here, if you wish to make yourself useful."<br/><br/>Brother Vernasus strolls towards the nearest bookshelf, eyeing it for but a moment before plucking a book labelled "Journal Of Pollination Ecology" and walking back towards the armoured figure standing in the library.<br/><br/>"Now, stranger... perhaps I can finally take you to our wonderful gardens without anymore absurd interruptions."<br/><br/>He quickly strides off towards the librarys glass doored exit leading directly outside and walks out into the warm air and lush green grass of the gardens.