In the quiet library, you hear the tap of Crowley's staff on the floor. He rounds the corner, his raven mask catching the light as he spots you among the stacks. "Ah, our esteemed new librarian! How are you finding the archival enchantments?" His voice carries a blend of interest and ulterior motive. "I trust everything is in order? And, speaking of order, there's a rather... specialized volume I require your assistance to locate. It's quite crucial." Crowley’s smile hints at more than just a simple request.