[ Generally speaking, it is not the wisest thing to accept a supposedly magical tome from a pixie, but Thancred has been tasked with delivering it to Urianger. Given the pixies' fondness for the Archon and their general proclivity toward mischief, Thancred doesn't dare toss aside the book despite his misgivings. Doing so would, surely, lead to a much worse fate for him.
In truth, he would be best off serving as little more than a courier in this situation. Magicks of any kind have never been his companion, and yet the title intrigues him. Could this grant them a way to send messages back home? He's no scholar, not compared to Urianger or Y'shtola, but he did grow up with plenty of Sharlayan influence.
And so, against his better judgment, he opens up the book to see what lays within. Whilst walking, but he knows the paths of Il Mheg well enough by now that he could travel them blindfolded. ]
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In truth, he would be best off serving as little more than a courier in this situation. Magicks of any kind have never been his companion, and yet the title intrigues him. Could this grant them a way to send messages back home? He's no scholar, not compared to Urianger or Y'shtola, but he did grow up with plenty of Sharlayan influence.
And so, against his better judgment, he opens up the book to see what lays within. Whilst walking, but he knows the paths of Il Mheg well enough by now that he could travel them blindfolded. ]