Scholar's Journal - Page 2

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Our members are starting to act strange. They complain of pressure, of tingling in their bodies. Well, my leg itches too. And for a moment, I thought I saw scales...must be my imagination. If it's still itchy tomorrow, I'll get medicine from the infirmary. Food and rest should do the trick. Simdil has been carrying around a small lump of scrap since yesterday. He says he found it in the Abbey's basement. Claims it gives him a warm feeling. Still, I wish he'd care more for our research than for some useless trinket.