Introducing: Babartus, Kael, and Seiz

[Brian]

Kael's sneeze distracts the monster from Babartus, allowing the hunter to roll easily outside of the dusty paw's destructive swath.  Then the dust bunny spins around, and leaps towards Kael, the broom intercepting a lunging paw.  Ichor splashes across the floor as the bunny rears back, motes of dust trickling down as the wounds healed.

This silent frenzy has caused the dust against the sides of the bookshelf to thicken, now to the point where the individual books can't be made out.  Odd what's observed in the heat of a pitched battle.

[StormDragon]

"See if you two can drive him back!" Kael shouted at the other two. "I'll get the book."

Quickly wrapping a spare hankie around his nose and mouth to keep away most of the dust, he started to brush off the dust from the books, searching for the Tome.

[Brian]

Kael works on dusting a few of the nearby books while the bunny-monster is distracted.  It seems reasonable that Kael could figure out where the book is if he could just get a small sample of the existing organizational system.

[Yuthirin]

Babartus launches himself at the bunny, his duster whirling, in an attempt to skewer the beast's head. "Come on, Seiz! Don't just stand there!"

[Brian]

Barbartus bops the bunny squarely on the nose, and hears a (heavily muffled) "Ow!"

The bunny itself looks anxious and angry, opting to go for a tackle at the hunter.  Lumbering forward like a dusty engine of destruction, it surges forward, dust roiling in its wake.

[Yuthirin]

Babartus dodges backward, attempting to get out of the way. "Erk!"

[Carthrat]

Hefting his broom, Seiz flings it like a javelin at the creature's head, figuring that it should distract or stun the thing long enough for Barbie to take it out.

[Brian]

Everything ends up happening at once.  Kael, trying to ignore the wild melee behind him, finds the book, and dusts off the immaculate ivory spine of the tome.  It's pretty big, but Kael can carry it.  He won't be able to do much else while he's doing so, though.

Barbartus scrambles out of the way, but his feet lose purchase in the thick dust (it's nearly like mud), and he goes down, just as the broom that Siez flung drives through half of the dust-bunny's head, causing the entire thing to explode in an all-enveloping cloud of dust.  From within, the demons can barely breathe, though they can hear: "Damn imps!"  This speaker does not sound familiar.

[Yuthirin]

"Ha ha! Nice shot, Seiz!" Babartus grins and clambers to his feet, looking for the source of the new voice. "Have you got the book, Kael?"

[Brian]

There's a very dusty and annoyed demon standing where the dust-bunny was, as the dust clears.  He's of average height (well, slightly taller than Kael) with very fair features.  The ichor from the omega-bunny spreads out, quickly consuming all of the dust that isn't already on someone, as the aura of cleaning works its way away from the site of what one presumes was the source.  The newly arrived demon has dusty gray skin, but blue eyes.  He's wearing what looks like a loose set of robes (also dusty gray right now), and he's carrying a clean broomstick in his right hand.

In his left hand, he's holding a handful of tiny imps, who are struggling to escape, and occasionally fling dust at him.

[StormDragon]

"I've gone blind," mutters Kael. Freeing one hand from his burden, he quickly takes off his spectacles and hankie with one hand, and blows on the lenses to remove the rest of the dust that's left. Putting on the specs and quickly supporting the tome that was trying to slip and fall to the floor, he said to Barbatus. "Yes, I have it right here... isn't it marvelous?" he grins happily down at it, before looking up and noticing the stranger in front of them.

"Who are you?"

[Brian]

"I'm Mephelion, though you can call me ... the Librarian," the dust-shrouded figure intones.  "Oh, wow," he adds, looking around.  "How long was I out?"

[StormDragon]

Kael's only answer was a little gasp of outrage.

[Carthrat]

"A while," replies Seiz, testily. "Good luck, and all that. I guess you've got some dusting to do."

[Brian]

"Bleah," Mephelion grumbles, shaking the imps fiercely.  "No more of that from you."  The aisle is currently clean of dust, sparkling from the cleansing ichor the omega-bunny released.

"And thanks," he adds, glancing at the assembled demons, and whisking all the dust away with his broom in a single swipe.  "Is there anything I can do for you?"