You pore over the book you're reading, an old grimoire thick with confusing words and spells. If only you could just decipher them, and further your studies... After all, what good is a mage if they can't teach themselves simple spells?

Oh, my... It seems like someone is struggling here...

A light chuckle comes from the spectacled librarian, who seems to have been spying on you. What a bother...