>>5950456You move on to more of the displays.
>{My own Creaturepedia (Name Pending)! A lot of creatures I wrote about in here are extinct since we, you know, killed them all... I still hope I can get it published at some point though! The drawings must be worth SOMETHING at least, they took a lot of effort!}>{Sarah's new Orb prototype! Her magic studies really have come far, when I met her she could barely cast a spell, now look at her go! She's really determined to make magic more accessible to non-mages, and I fully support her, but... She's been hanging around that dusty library a bit too much, you know? I wish she'd just get out some more and hang out with us like the good o(????????)}>{A weird artifact we found in that cult's church. It looks like some kind of puzzle cube thingy but neither I nor (?????) have been able to crack this one out yet. Sarah says she wants to look into it, I guess I'll leave it to her!} (The display case is completely empty.)More and more cases and plaques cover your view as you move deeper into the museum-esque room. They all follow a similar pattern, a collection of artifacts being described by a rather informal narrator. It seems that whoever is supposed to read these signs should already know what all these objects are.
Looking at the paintings and/or photos spread around the walls, it seems this room's contents belong to the three adventurers you were introduced to earlier. The Icicle Queen and her two companions, a rather, uh, "large" woman with short wavy hair and a goofy grin, and a skinny nervous man with a worried look on his face in every single image. Their names, with the exception of whoever "Sarah" is, are scratched out in all of the exhibits. You doubt this isn't on purpose. If it were you, you'd have scratched out the name "Sarah" alongside the others, it gives you bad memories.
>"Huh, that's weird..."You shift your view to the final item on the exhibit, sitting at the far side of the room, directly opposite to the elevator. A huge frame, clearly meant for a beautiful painting, instead holds a, to be frank, rather ugly drawing of a stick figure girl holding a sword, drawn on a torn page of a notebook. You almost burst out laughing just at the sight of this tiny crude drawing inside the giant display, or at least, you would have done so, if it didn't look so...
"Sarah", that name again. Some text below it displays something or other, you can't really figure out what it means, and you don't really care either. You just know you don't like it, not one bit.
>"Y'know Storkie, I think this Sarah and that Queen lady might be the same- Storkie...?"You wipe some sweat dripping down your forehead and head back towards the elevator. Your partner follows behind you, looking worried. You got all the information you needed, turns out it was just a stupid old room filled with some old stuff no one cares about. Yeah...
