You cross the threshold of a dark, musky-smelling room. Shelves line all the walls, all bearing stacks upon stacks of hidebound books. There is a large table in the center, covered with stray sheets of paper and random scribblings. Beside the table is a  middle-aged woman, hunched over a piece of hide on which she is vehemently writing. A large red dragon is stretched over a dragoncouch to your left and she regards you through unblinking eyes.

"Just wait! I'm almost..." the woman begins to say angrily, turning to glare at you, but the glare is soon replaced by a look of remorse. "So sorry" she says sheepishly, setting down her quill. "I'm Nari, Assistant Records Keeper and that red fellow over there is Rage. You haven't come to see the history, have you?" You nod and she frowns. "I'm afraid it's not finished yet." she tells you. "But do come back soon! I'm almost done..." With that, she turns back to her scribbling.