In the dim light of her workshop, The Oracle keeps her most guarded tomes — guides that whisper of herbs, potions, and the ancient laws that weave thought into form. These are no mere books, my owlet, but keys to understanding the quiet language of the natural and unseen worlds.

Each volume hums with centuries of knowing. The Herbalist’s Compendium teaches the art of potion and plant magic — where each leaf carries intent and every brew becomes a spell. The Ancient Grimoire calls to those ready to trace the sigils of old power, to write dreams into reality.

Open them with care. Study with reverence. Knowledge, once awakened, does not sleep again.