You are a crow. A crow with a fascination with humans and knowledge. As you fly you see a shiny glare near a window and you fly down to see a blue book with a crystal on the front. As you try and see it, an elf appears and seems upset.

“You! Naughty crow! Shoo! I’m trying to work.” Rui scowls, shooing you away with his hand. “I don’t have time for chit-chat.”