Gallard reached the safety of his office, and closed the door behind him. Then turned the key in the lock.
He took the pages he had torn from Rolthos’ diary from his inner pocket as he walked to his desk, and sat down to read them again.
Admitting to magic use. And not just that, but writing it down!
Gallard’s heart beat a little faster in his chest. The sheer possibilities that the Tiefling’s confession brought to him…
And the request for help.
Yes. He would have to think about that. Mull. Consider.
So many options.
Gallard opened the secret compartment in his desk, and added the latest acquisition to his hoard.