<strong>Lionel Porter<br/>Time; Morning, Day 2<br/>Location; Library<br/>Tagged; Soon to be Neria, anyone else</strong><hr/>Lionel had eventually made his way into the library, hearing the angelic choir of noise made by the dormant Sentinels capable of putting anyone who heard it to sleep, the huge cluster of lights beginning their work for the day as they flew around. Lionel then took his throne, aka the desk, and took control of the library ready to get it running for the day; it was going to be a little bit of a bother if anyone who needed books didn't have any assistance now didn't it? Anyways, he asked a Sentinel for a potion's book and, in a minute or two and a good ol' game of Jenga with another Sentinel, the book was brought to him subtly. "Thank you very much." he said to the beings as they both flew away to get to work; in the meantime Lionel made his way to the index. "M...M...M...here we go, M. Right, Mi...Mi...right, Mid-ranged Spells, no...urgh, this book is so huge to read!" he complained before noting it was the beginner's copy, and asked for the expert potion's tome to be brought to him immediately in order to begin his search. The Dark Lords waited for no man. ('cept you Vergie! ;))