It was satisfying, having such a large number of texts to organize now that Lorroakan was gone. Rolan hadnāt been permitted to view half of them until now, so there was an excitement, too, to starting to page through them, setting a few aside to peruse in greater depth later in the evening.
Heād been so focused on becoming Lorroakanās apprentice, on becoming worthy of him. Rolan was still figuring out what to do with himself now, knowing that Lorroakan had never been his better. Maybe he could find that wizard from before, Gale of Waterdeepāhe had his own tower; perhaps there was advice to be given in relation to their upkeep.
He wanted to engage with the public more, too, using the storeāless in a commercial way than before, maybe more like a public library of sorts. Scrolls to buy, yes, but also tomes to view and check out, even⦠book clubs, or something. Rolan wasnāt much of a people person, not often, but he did like that idea. It sounded⦠nice.