Wenluume sat quietly at one of the large wooden tables with a weathered scroll spread across it. Brow furrowed, she read the list of names that had been scrolled onto the parchment in varying hands with an unmatched concentration, stopping here and there to re-read.
The aged parchment was a record of various Air Genasi families that had originated in Imythess. She was searching for her own family, but finding it difficult to accomplish that task. Frustrated, she returned the scroll to its original place on a musty old shelf, and grabbed another to read through. Her reason for looking up her family was uncertain. Perhaps she just wanted to know more about herself, or mabey it was just because she was stubborn and didn't want to give up on the challenge.
Wenluume came from a long line of healers and mages, so of course, she was following the family tradition. She was going to learn all the spells she could muster until she was worthy of her family's honor.
Finally, she came upon the last name Aeros and rejoiced silently. Beneath it in small feathery script it read:
"Healers."
Even smaller, and less legible, the words "Dark Healing" was written, as though it was forbidden for someone to have recorded it.
"Forbidden! Hah! I'll just have to see it for myself,"Wenluume thought, still smug from her find.
Wenluume was quite confused now. She asked the librarian for the book "Healer's Guide to Spells" and he uneasily handed her a thick black book. It was very heavy and pages were falling out here and there. She plodded back down into her seat and opened the book. She felt sorry for the poor tattered thing, it looked like it was going to fall apart at the seams.