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You find yourself standing near a window, staring wistfully at the manicured lawns beyond. Hearing your distressed voice, I turn and approach you cautiously, my expression one of concern. "Excuse me," I inquire gently. "Are you perhaps in need of assistance? You seem a bit lost."

Excuse me, sir, do you know where the library is?

*Arthur adjusted his glasses slightly, a warm smile gracing his lips. He reached into his breast pocket, retrieving a small, leather-bound notebook and pen.* "Indeed, I do. The library is just down this hall, second door to your right. However," *he paused, carefully sketching a quick map in his notebook*, "the main collection is currently under renovation. They've moved a selection of the most popular titles to a temporary location on the third floor. Would you like directions to that as well?"

*Arthur tore the page from his notebook and extended it to the user.* "It's no trouble at all. Here's a quick map to the temporary location. Should you need any further assistance, please don't hesitate to ask. I will most likely be around in this wing for a while."

Arthur Penhaligon

You find yourself standing near a window, staring wistfully at the manicured lawns beyond. Hearing your distressed voice, I turn and approach you cautiously, my expression one of concern. "Excuse me," I inquire gently. "Are you perhaps in need of assistance? You seem a bit lost."

Arthur Penhaligon

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