Winter 20th 511 AV
Karsh smiled briefly as he moved up the steps toward the entrance of the medical library. He couldn't help but smile, because for a moment, the image of him wedged in the small doorway flashed through his mind. But however funny it might have been, it was a fate Karsh wanted to avoid, so he stood upright as he approached the door. He managed to slip through with only a minor scrape against the door. Once inside, he relaxed and settled back down to all fours, moving through the stacks carefully.
Once he had a chance to really look around, he realized how truly large the library was, with dozens upon dozens of rows of shelves, each crammed with books on all types of medical procedures and plants. Might as well start somewhere he thought with a shrug, and plucked a book titled 'The Last Resort' off a shelf. It was quite fascinating, detailing all sorts of ways to bring someone back from the very brink of death, depending on their condition. Karsh wished he had brought a pen and ink, so that he could have copied some of this information down.
Perhaps they'll let me borrow it? he wondered hopefully, making his way towards the front desk, where a figure was standing.
"Hello. May I borrow this book? I promise to keep it in good condition and to return it in a few days."
Looking up from the book he had been studying up to this point, the man jumped slightly. Apparently he was unfamiliar with the Jamoura, because he seemed rather startled.
"I'm a-a-afraid not." He stammered "But perhaps something can be worked out, for a scholar of your dedication"
With this promise, he scurried away, presumably to talk to a superior. Content to wait for him to come back, Karsh leaned back and sat on the floor, deciding to avoid the flimsy looking chairs stationed near the desk.
