The priestess glanced around the wizard’s chamber and sighed theatrically. It was a total disaster. Robes lay strewn about the floor. Forgotten bowls half-filled with snacks and cold cups of tea crowded the desk. Grimoires lay tossed about, casually left open to pages of lore best forgotten by gods-fearing mortals. She tried not to look too closely at any of them.
“This place is a mess. How do you ever find anything?” she asked him.
“I have a spell for just that purpose!” The wizard patted his pockets, then looked helplessly at the piled scrolls and spell books. “Err, somewhere.”

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