You enter the dusty room, harmless spiders scurry across the floor. Then an image of an elderly gnome fades into translucent existence. Where her left eye should be a ruby faintly glows.
"I am Emirystul, librarian of Jzadurine. The scrolls you seek have been destroyed to keep you and others from fading into nothingness. The curse of the Vanishing began here, in these mystic halls, and here it will remain. Be careful what you find, and mind whatever magic was wrought here."
With that, the image fades away. You are left in the small empty, dusty chamber.
Ian sneezes.
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