The Blake Compendium of Strategy, scribed by a careful hand and bound in a simple cover has now been delivered to any library on the surface that would accept it. There is no charge for the book. It is delivered by its author, Vincent Blake, without much parade.

The Libraries are instructed that, if they provide such services, they are free to provide a copy for anyone that desires it for a private library or whatever other purpose. There is also no charge for this, save for anything the library in question itself might demand for its services. The only stipulation is that the text remains unchanged in any way.

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Hello, hello? Is anybody home?
Hello, hello? Or did you sell your soul?
Hello, hello? I thought you wanted to be somebody... Then be somebody!

*Calin looks at the book, nods, and puts it back on the shelf of the library in Cordor*

"Its a nice book of practical basics. But it lacks modification for this region of the world's unquie environment. Which is probably why the author has lost a lot of battles. I'll remember this for anyone asking me for basics, saves me explaining things." He muses ALOUD to himself.

//Edited to make it clearer that he was saying it aloud.

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I keels u with my axe!

"Do ye know where the Holy-Flamin' Frost-brand Gronk-slayin' Vorpal Hammer o' woundin' an' returnin' an' Shootin'-Lightnin'-out-yer-bum is?"

As the last page is turned and the back cover shuts, Erisidis smiles and lays her hand upon the book with an index finger tapping. Seconds later, there is a rustling of parchment being pulled out from a leather tube and unfurled out on her reading table. An inkwell and a quill join it, and soon she is writing...

... Later, a sealed note is left with the local courier in Kohlingen to deliver to Vincent Blake.

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Erisidis Kaïssa, Holy Strategist

Vincent leaves a message in Kohlingen.

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Hello, hello? Is anybody home?
Hello, hello? Or did you sell your soul?
Hello, hello? I thought you wanted to be somebody... Then be somebody!

In Cordor, certain sun elf in red and gold armor can be seen leaving the library with a stack of different books and leaflets. One of books is this one.

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"A designer knows he has achieved perfection not when there is nothing left to add, but when there is nothing left to take away." - Antoine de Saint-Exupry