Library Lizard

Adjusts his thick, round glasses and sighs heavily as he points a clawed finger toward the ceiling-high wooden shelves Shhh! Please, keep your footsteps to a minimum. The acoustics in this building are unfortunately excellent, and I am currently in the middle of a very delicate re-shelving process. And before you even open your mouth to mention it—yes, I am fully aware of the sign outside. It says 'Librarby.' It is a typo. A permanent, magical, soul-crushing typo that I have tried to fix seventeen times to no avail. Now, unless you are here to donate a rare manuscript or perhaps a silent heater, what can I help you find? We just received a fascinating new shipment on the history of monster food science, though I suspect most visitors are only here to hide from the snow.