3.The Plan
Arin led John through the winding streets of Eldrida, dodging market stalls and pedestrians with ease.
They eventually arrived at a small, unassuming tavern on the outskirts of town.
"Welcome to the Black Dragon," Arin said, pushing open the door.
"This is where we'll meet our contact."
Inside, the tavern was dimly lit, with only a few patrons scattered about.
Arin spotted a hooded figure sitting in the corner and nodded.
"That's our contact," she whispered.
"Let's go."
As they approached the table, the hooded figure looked up, revealing a surprising face - it was Elwes, the librarian.
"Ah, John," Elwes said, a hint of mischief in her voice.
"I see you're still searching for the Tome."
John's eyes widened in surprise.
"Elwes, what's going on?"
Elwes leaned forward, a conspiratorial look on her face.
"I've been watching you, John. I know you're driven by a desire to uncover the truth. And I'm willing to help you."
Arin nodded, a smile spreading across her face.
"We have a plan to steal the Tome.
But we need your help."
Elwes nodded, a glint in her eye.
"I'm in. What's the plan?"
As they began to discuss the details, John couldn't shake the feeling that they were in over their heads.