Uneasiness

Thirteen led us into a building that appeared to be the library of the sect, with tall walls lined with bookshelves full of ancient tomes and scrolls. He kept us occupied on the way with questions about the seal—what the symbol looked like, what pattern of spiritual power flow it used, how it resonated with me—and in the end, he stopped at a corner shelf hidden at the far end of the library's hall, pulling out a drawer at its bottom.

"From what you described," he said, searching through the organized drawer and fetching a plain notebook out of it, "that seal must have been placed a long time ago. The symbol bearing a snake with the spell mark at its head hasn't been taught to our younger generations of disciples for at least three hundred years."