"It is not a law, as such, but my world currently faces an incursion by an army from Oblivion--I would not like to gift that enemy the keys to this place, nor do I feel most people of the Empire would be well-matched to this place. I, too, have seen the harm that may be wrought by knowledge before wisdom."

Shade-Seeker murmurs thanks as he receives the book, tucking it back into his bag. "Oh, yes, there are many men, and many mer, and the Khajiiti and my own people, the Saxhleel, whom humans call Argonians. That is on Tamriel, alone. One hears stories of other folk, on other continents." Isn't he just a font of exposition? Must be contagious, where he's from.