Sylvester watched as Avanss moved toward his small bag and took out a book. It looked old, and its pages were made of something that was certainly not paper. Its leather-like cover was intricate, made with numerous patterns that Sylvester easily recognized.
"What is this?"
"Since you're quite capable of fighting already, I reckoned you'd appreciate something simpler yet interesting. This, my nephew, is the Book of Ancients. It has remained a cherished heirloom of the Eldaron family. The book dates back tens of thousands of years, and this is the sole surviving piece that stood the fire that burned down our library right around the time the faith of Solis came into existence." Avanss placed the book on the table and pushed it towards Sylvester.
Sylvester looked and corrected Avanss. "You seem to have the wrong idea. The title on the cover says, Tome of Ancient Gods, not just Book of Ancients."
