Illusion magic? Ancient but still powerful, it would seem. Jigano circled beneath Deimos, keeping a bird's-eye lookout on the cavern below and the ladies at their explorations until the General dove to examine the books that had fallen. Jigano followed more slowly, curiosity and caution in equal measure, especially as the pool began to bubble, but he was directly above the stalwart warrior when sword-calloused fingers opened the book--
Deimos! the bard called along the Attuned bond, dropping in a stoop and pulling up a short distance from the book as he shed feathers for skin and pulled up short. "Careful," he called to those remaining. "These might be Sentient Books." That, at least was the best case scenario. Measuring out a length of rope he edged towards the book with the Question Mark, attempting to lift it swiftly enough to get a wrap of rope around it to keep it closed lest it try the same trick as its brethren.
Jigano warns his remaining friends about the books and attempts to tie the Question Mark book closed with rope WITTHOUT opening it
Deimos! the bard called along the Attuned bond, dropping in a stoop and pulling up a short distance from the book as he shed feathers for skin and pulled up short. "Careful," he called to those remaining. "These might be Sentient Books." That, at least was the best case scenario. Measuring out a length of rope he edged towards the book with the Question Mark, attempting to lift it swiftly enough to get a wrap of rope around it to keep it closed lest it try the same trick as its brethren.
Jigano warns his remaining friends about the books and attempts to tie the Question Mark book closed with rope WITTHOUT opening it
