Alongside the numerous books and scrolls were display cases holding relics, ancient works of art, and strange devices Kain couldn't begin to understand.
Pathfinders and researchers from the Academic Stream of the Eclipse Order moved quietly between the shelves, some wearing the blend of ancient and modern uniforms of Pathfinder subdivision, while those in the academic stream had no uniform but instead had medallions pinned to their chests with the insignia of an open book.
One scholar was carefully inspecting a glowing stone tablet, his gloved hands tracing the etched lines of what appeared to be a long-lost script.
Kain's attention was drawn to the rows of bookshelves stretching endlessly. "What's the deal with this place? Isn't it basically the same as the books you just handed me?"
