>>5864036>>5864105>>5864731https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JiP7jKdAhD0The night isn't getting any shorter in Los Diablos. You'll head to the Library, get some research in during the evening, and then head back to your apartment. The Library is open 24 hours, convenient for those who want to get in some late night study, or even just an escape from the tumult of the day before they return home. You hail a taxi and are quickly whisked away to the City Library.
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The Library itself is an old building, old and grand. Built during the early golden days of Los Diablos, it's marble columns and limestone walls have become faded with age, but no less distinguished. It's halls are long and tall, far taller than one would think, reminiscent of some ancient palace with large columns holding up the roof, the long wooden shelves interspaced between. The collection is vast, filled with thousands of books, and there's a plentiful amount of secluded study rooms set apart from the main hall. Taken together, The Library may be one of the most impressive buildings in all the city, even accounting for all the modern skyscrapers and entertainment halls. Indeed, it's one of the few public institutions that still receive funding from The City, though some suspect it's only due to the influence of a few sentimental members of the Old Money. Regardless, it's just about the only part of the City where silence reigns absolute, the walls somehow blocking all noise of the outside world from entering, a quirk of the architecture perhaps, though some say it's something else. The Head Librarian is a slippery old man by the name of Smitts, bespectacled, with greying hair and a permanent smirk on his face. He wanders the halls of The Library ensuring that visitors experience at least a modicum of discomfort while they're there, and this evening he's at the desk to greet you as you enter.
"Good evening, Mr. LeBlanc. Welcome to The Library. What service may we offer you today?
His rat-like smile is wide as he looks at you, and you can't tell whether it's a sneer or simple grin. He probably likes it that way.
<span class="mu-s">What shall you do?</span> PICK ONE
>Research the case using their archives. Try to find out what the Howard Philips Museum is, and whether that might lead you to party "B" (Trivial: Brainpower, DC 16)>Get a private study room and examine the case files. See if you can't figure things out what exactly the dispute is about. (Easy: Brainpower, DC 10)>Look into cleaning services. See what kind of people would do a deep clean of an office at such short notice. (Heroic: Brainpower, DC 15)>Read the letter of resignation. See if you can't figure out some clues from it.>Write in. (Roll may be required) 