This is my research laboratory. I've worked hard to
furnish it with the rare materials and purpose-built
equipment required for my work.
Oh, Professor! Dropping by so soon? I expected we'd
take some time. Exchange a few smiles as we passed
in the hall, flirt a bit, you know...
Well, you're here now, and I do like a man who
knows what he wants. Lock the door.
Huh. That welcome didn't faze you at all, did it?
What's the matter? Don't you like me? Or...are
you just so innocent you don't understand me?
Hello, Professor. Dropping by so soon? Are you ill?
This is the infirmary, you know.
If you're ever wounded or sick, do feel free to
drop by. Or if you would like a nice cup of tea.
Would you? Well, some other time.
Welcome to the library. Here you may find
literature from the far reaches of Fódlan.
I am Tomas, the librarian. If you have need of me,
do not hesitate to ask. I have worked here for...hm.
I have lost track of the decades, it seems.
Things we can't obtain here are likely obtainable by
way of the underground.
Are you unfamiliar with Garreg Mach's
underground? The place is an absolute paradise
for those who can't stay above ground.
Those Abyssian idiots. All they ever do is
We'd best purge the entire underbelly of
Hey, Professor. How's it going? Making lots of coin?
I'd love to catch up, but I'm super busy right now.
Working. For money. You understand.
There's unrest everywhere these days. All of my
fellow merchants seem to be endangered.
I hope things go back to normal soon. People need
more to smile about, aside from my great deals.
Abyss? You're interested in that place, are you?
Ancient sprawling remains deep below
Garreg Mach... That's Abyss.
Some folks have made their home there. Obviously
they all have their reasons and tales to tell.
But only the most enterprising merchant
would venture near it. My advice? Avoid
going there yourself.
Ah, I see. So you are Jeralt's child. You so resemble
I did indeed. I was acquainted with your parents.
I've been wanting to speak with you for a while now.
I am nothing more than a common monk. I knew
your parents...once upon a time.
I've been gone from the monastery for some time
now because... Well, it matters not.
Might I...ask a favor of you?
Do you mind terribly picking up some fresh flowers
to place upon your mother's grave?
I am certain she'd be deeply moved to receive a gift
Thank you so much. This is just the type of flower
she once loved so dearly.
I can rest easy now.
I must be off. Take especially good care of yourself,
Please, look after Jeralt. She'd have wanted that.