Not wanting to delay, I began walking through the streets of the Library's border city, making my way from the "minor" teleport formation station to a "major" one capable of linking to other formations of similar power, even on other continents. I was still technically a Core Disciple of the Library, and wearing the uniform, so people made way for me with every step.
This extended to when I arrived at the teleportation station, not that there were too many people waiting in line anyway. "Honorable Core Disciple," said a man grinning at me obsequiously, their eyes barely open, "where are you headed today?"
"Just to Snakemouth Town, please. What's the fee?"
"Oh, we couldn't take the money of a Core Disciple for such a trifling distance."
