The Mage's Study

"FINE, FINE. I HAVE NO ISSUE RETURNING THE BOOK, BUT I INSIST THAT THE GREATEST WORK OF THE CENTURY BY THE HERALDED SON OF THE CITY DESERVES A BETTER POSITION THAN MOULDERING ON A SHELF NEXT TO THE PRATTLINGS OF INFANTILE PHILOSOPHERS. I WILL PROVIDE A STAND TO SET THE BOOK ON TOP OF THE SHELF, WHERE IT CAN BE PROMINANTLY DISPLAYED. IF THE LIBRARIAN AGREES TO THIS CONDITION I WILL RETURN THE BOOK." The booming voice stinks of superiority and pride, as though he was talking down to underlings.

When Bil questioned the invisible figure, the hands turn their attention to him, miming as though they were being used in conversation. "I AM STILL HERE BECAUSE I AM TRAPPED HERE! I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR SOMEONE WITH HALF A BRAIN TO ARRIVE AND PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY! A RIVAL HAS ENSORCELLED ME AND BOUND ME IN SOME DARK, TERRIBLE CORNER OF MY OWN HOME! IF YOU CAN FIND A WAY TO RELEASE ME, I WILL FIND A WAY TO REWARD YOU HANDSOMLY, YOU VAGABONDS."