Access to knowledge: working in the library provides Igor with access to a huge amount of knowledge. This can be useful when investigating another paranormal case (for example, when you need to find information about trolls, unicorns, or Baba Yaga).
Stability: Yes, unfortunately, working as an archivist does not bring a lot of money. But Igor has enough for a modest existence, books and beer. The main thing is stability and the opportunity to do what you love.
The ideal place for reflection: the silence of the library encourages reflection, which helps Igor analyze the
events happening to him and come up with plans to save the world (or at least to save himself from another trouble).
3.
In general, working as an archivist is not just a random
choice, but a conscious decision by a person who values
silence, knowledge and books. And, oddly enough, it is this calm and routine work that allows Igor to be ready for the most incredible adventures that constantly happen to him. Ignat
Ignat is a boring IT guy who is generally optimistic and understanding of his friend and is an amazing listener. He is tall, handsome, with blue eyes. He often wears
comfortable clothes and is generally practical. He chose his profession for the money it brings him. He always
treats his friend with understanding and skepticism. He will always help and will never turn away at the right moment.
And so
And then one morning, after a stormy night, they met to listen, as always, to these funny and sometimes absurd stories, in which you, dear readers, will also take part, albeit as a simple spectator…
4.
May 23, 2023.
–Oh, buddy, don't ask," I croaked, burrowing deeper into the armchair and taking a sip of scalding coffee from my
favorite thermocup with the "Lord of the Rings" logo. The
morning sun beat mercilessly on the window, and I tried my best not to look in his direction. My poor skull was
throbbing to the beat of the alarm clock, which I had set for
damn 7 a.m., having completely forgotten to turn it off. —
Yesterday was… an epic evening. Epic in the most catastrophic sense of the word.
My friend Ignat raised an eyebrow and leaned back in his chair, looking at me through the screen of his MacBook. —I knew you weren't going to do any good when you said you were 'just' going to have a couple of craft ales at the Lame Unicorn."