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Oh! Now, what was this? The cloaked figure stared, for a moment, at the item that had fallen from the sky--But surely from the trees, not the sky.--to land at his feet. A book! Books were invaluable. Then why had it been so carelessly tossed?
Cursed, perhaps.
...That was an even less reasonable assumption than falling from the sky, his own present condition aside.
He looked up, out from the depths of the hood, seeking the source.
A tower...? I didn't know anyone lived so far out here. An outpost, perhaps?
The worn stone was just visible through the branches. If he'd not been nearly assassinated by literature, he might've assumed a ruins of some kind. Certainly the wild undergrowth and the trees themselves could use a good clearing; that tower couldn't possibly offer much in the way of proper defense. But against what, out here, would they need defending? Aggressive raccoons? Angry squirrels? Ambitious rabbits, perhaps? He snorted to himself. It was safe enough. Obscurity alone was helpful. Why, he'd very nearly passed it right by, himself.
After a moment longer of consideration, he picked up the fallen item from the ground.

"Come along, then. Someone is bound to be missing you."