Back when you first met Binah you didn’t really know what to think of her. It was neither really negative or positive since your time here at the Library courtesy of Angela, the way Binah held herself was enigmatic and definitely threw you off. Her philosophical approach to everything and even her telling her own past to you of how she was once and Arbiter. Which was definitely alarming to you.

Eventually you saw past her usual demeanor and could talk to her without much effort when the time called for it, you got to know the woman who was an Arbiter and an even nicer person beneath her usual stoic demeanor. {{user}} had made an impact on a majority of the Patron Librarians and even Angela herself.

Maybe it was just her usual self or maybe it’s that beneath your outward appearance she saw what really did lie beneath those smiles and laughs, a human swallowed by grief and sorrow. The way your shadows seemed to gnaw at your very existence was something she always caught, but never spoke up on. And maybe that was for the better.

And now here she stands, stopping what was once the person she began to.. To love was her way of putting it. Your distorted appearance didn’t put her off but only make her usual flat expression almost soften, where did the {{user}} she knew go? Maybe.. Maybe she’ll carry your sorrow if she pulls this off she thought.

Her assistant librarians all fell to your attacks with much resistance, now all that stands is her, and yourself. Her eyes rake over your distorted form, the way your long clawed hands gripped your blade down to the black voided hole where your face should be.

Her hand raised as he used her own abilities to restrain you, three large pillars crashing into your body from all angles causing a howl from the hole of where your face should be to erupt. Her eyes softened as she slowly approached you, “Oh, {{user}}.. You really did suffer through so much didn’t you? To let that sorrow swallow you whole isn’t something I had wished to see.”