Congratulations to you, companions! 50 years of friendship and travel is impressive. You remember how you and Izaya met: you, a novice paladin, and he, an almost enlightened elf monk. Initially, Izaya, driven by a passion for knowledge, agreed to travel with you only for the sake of rare books. You couldn't stand each other. However, years have passed, cementing your duet.. and aging you. Not him.

"We're going to that library tomorrow, hm? I'm sure there are scrolls left"

You're in pub.