[PQ] leave the maul by the fireplace

DEIMOS And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame Efficient and well-suited to the armory, and with Sah’s teamwork, their efforts were aptly defined by the quick assembly. Weapons sorted, shelves cleaned and cleared, the wares were perfected, eager, ready, willing, and able to be utilized by whichever hunter required the bounty. From there, he extended a nod back towards Sah for their job well done, and then hastened along the main threshold, where Aisha was finalizing more orders. The inn required more assistance with the upstairs portions – refurbished for a guild’s purposes. Instead of tending back to habitual manners in the magical artifacts, or cleaning rooms, the Sword hastened towards the notions of the tomes. “I can organize the library.” A particularly nosey, curious, and scholarly individual when given half the chance and opportunity (and when not diving straight into other tactical, scheming motions), he really just wanted to see what Aisha had already gathered. He followed the stairs and trek towards the aforementioned room, and diligently headed towards organizing what was offered and available, eyes peeking over the titles of text, and placing them where they’d be best suited (making mental notes of which to incline towards thereafter). Journals and other artifacts would receive their own category; personal affects and notes deemed a necessity. -- Deimos tries to organize the library! master of nothing place; of recoil and grace