Some who had seen the ritual of High Inquisitor Saran smiled and made the holy symbol with their hands. But their smile quickly disappeared as a robed man approached the Inquisitor.

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As Shak Teel entered the House of Knowledge, one could clearly see the effort that was put into preserving knowledge. There were probably two larger libraries in the Kingdom of Emperiat. The one being in the university of The Moor of Pale Giants and the other being in the Argon University down in this very city. Maybe house was the wrong word for this construction, as it was more of a tower, spiraling upwards, bookcases stacked upon bookcases. And all neatly labeled so that people can see what bookcase holds what. 

There are several people going about, all being as silent as possible. Apart from some whispers between squires and other folk the House of Knowledge is completely silent. Until suddenly a loud conversation can be heard. It's coming from two individuals who seem to be locked into a heated debate. "Well... Over my dead body Ser Richard. I will not simply accept this comment of yours." It is clear these two bear no respect for each other.