BURN THE SCRIPT, NOT THE TRUTH
Fire in the Archives
Forgotten Archive beneath the Old Library, outskirts of High Fang territory
The old stone stairwell creaked with every step Xavier took, as if the very foundation of the Archive groaned in protest. Dust hung in the air, thick as memory, while cobwebs clung to vaulted ceilings like the threads of forgotten sins.
Xavier: (glancing around, holding up a torch)
"This place wasn't meant to be found again."
Lafay: (stepping carefully behind him)
"Which makes me wonder
