Summer 3 511
Vitarzyr had spent a lot of time in libraries before now and he probably would again, but never in one quite so… small. Not small as in the amount of books, but nothing was quite sized for him. He was large even by Akalak standards, and now when he was surrounded by Konti, he may have well have been a human tower. At first he searches for a set of books in Tukant but having no luck with that he looks for books in common about salves that speed the healing process, and plants that are good for preventing infection. Basic things like that, this was his rest day, so he could read for the majority of the day, in pleasant peace. He read each page very slowly and carefully, often two even three times as to make sure he didn’t miss anything due to his merely average grasp of common. Several times he had to stop reading a section because there were too many words that he didn’t understand. The first time it happened he went up to the information desk to find a piece of paper and quill. He marks down all of his parts that he couldn’t understand for later.
He will at one point drop his weight a little too quickly on the rather small wooden chair he has been using and breaks three of the legs and the seat, splintering the front two legs. He tries in vain to catch himself but sprawls onto the ground. After this he excuses himself from the library for the day and exits the library his face staying a deep purple for the rest of his walk back to the stables were he kept his horse.