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Jun 8, 2021 3:06 am
Shelur comes around to his side of the table and wraps her arms around one of his thick ones.

"Oh, Uncle. I don't think Wirrow knows how to let anyone in. How could she, living like she did all alone on the edge of town? I'm amazed Meagan let you in! But Meagan was somebody before her first husband was killed. Wirrow is still learning who she is, and she thinks she has to do it by herself. She doesn't know she's part of a tribe, yet."
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"You may have to fight a battle more than once to win it."
"Hurrah!" Shelur agreed. "What you tried hasn't worked, so try treating her like you do me when we're at home. Or Morruhl..." Her brother is considerably less... energetic than she. Much more like Wirrow. "You're not our dad. You're not our chief. You're just a proud someone. I doubt you'd smother her, so if she doesn't like it, too bad! The battle she fights isn't with you, it is within herself." She nods definitively.
Jun 8, 2021 3:39 am
Keggruk gets his arm free and wraps it around Shelur. "Thank you, Little Bird. You are wise for one so young. Your parents are proud of you, and so is your uncle."
Jun 8, 2021 4:01 am
The moment is interrupted by the return of Mesen. "Pardon, Seekers. I have brought some books."
[ +- ] Evereska: The Elf City Nobody Knows About
[ +- ] The Orcgate Wars
Jun 8, 2021 4:07 am
As the day comes to an end, I become tired of looking for books at the library and decide to take Laurëa‘s invitation and go visit her at the tavern.
Jun 8, 2021 4:29 am
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"Elen 'sila lumenn' omentielvo." The customary elven greeting flows gracefully from the stablehand's tongue.
Stella glances skyward, as if looking at the aforementioned stars. They couldn't be seen at this hour, but they were there.

"Indeed!" she replies. She wasn't actually sure if there was a customary response—Zenithral wasn't much for customs—but agreeing seems appropriate.

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"My name is Laurëa. Can I help you, Seeker?"
"I'm Stella. Yes, did a woman named Phlydia visit recently?" she says, then describes Phlydia, if needed. "She lost a book...History of Halruaa. I think she might have visited here...allegedly, she was rather muddied up, so I thought I'd check here."

"Not that this stable looks particularly muddy, of course!" Stella hastily adds, holding up a careful hand towards Laurëa. "It looks well-tended." She lowers her hand and nods, looking around for a moment, then back to Laurëa. "But have you seen the book, or where she might have been when she lost it? If not, may I have a look around?"


This is taking forever... she bemoans. Well, much longer than I would like, she corrects herself.
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As with the bathhouse, Stella will search around, using any clues she has and that Phlydia gives to deduce a possible locations it may have been dropped, or moved to.
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Rolls

Investigation (¿Dónde está el libro?) - (1d20+4)

(4) + 4 = 8

Inspiration ("Think, girl, think!") - (1d20+4)

(9) + 4 = 13

Jun 8, 2021 4:47 am
Interesting

dieter scribbles on a scrap piece of parchment goats are good investment.

I think I’ll try some more books "excuse me, could I read some books on mathematics and bookkeeping? " dieter says to a passing custode
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Jun 8, 2021 4:53 am
Looking down slightly flustered at how wounded the man looked at her question she looks down at the books and fails to see the title Phlydia mentioned. "Thank you for your time sir, thought unfortunately none of these titles are what I am currently looking for."

Kay takes another look around the store admiring the attire. The dresses were lovely they’re like i’ve never seen! and you say that bugs can make such a fine material? I have truly been edified and maybe one day after my travels I’ll be able to afford such fineries"

Kay waves goodbye to the shopkeeper and heads back down the street looking at shop windows and merchants stalls as she strolls back amazed by the variety offered.
Jun 8, 2021 3:28 pm
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As the day comes to an end, I become tired of looking for books at the library and decide to take Laurëa‘s invitation and go visit her at the tavern.
The Hearth is busy tonight. There is usually some sort of diversion, a minstrel or storyteller or juggler, that draws in a crowd. But tonight there is a true bard performing, and Aiwë is a born entertainer. Avowed and Seekers alike are drawn into her songs.

Runeson finds Laurëa sitting at a small table in the corner, sipping lightly from a cup of wine. She smiles up at him as he approaches. "There you are. How is Tulco? The horse?"
Jun 8, 2021 3:47 pm
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"excuse me, could I read some books on mathematics and bookkeeping"
The adjutant brings by a couple more books.
[ +- ] Comprehensive Theorems
[ +- ] On Account of Business
Jun 8, 2021 4:04 pm
Feldmar Bisset III bows deeply. "Another day then, mademoiselle! Until then, my worms and I shall be 'ard at work creating the very best of dress. Farewell!"
Jun 8, 2021 4:24 pm
The elven woman nods. "Yes, I know Phlydia. She often comes by to visit the cows. She says they remind her of home. I have not seen a book, but shall we have a look around? Give me just a moment."

Laurëa finishes her business with the saddle and puts a finger to her lips. "My, you are a large horse. Perhaps we need one a little bigger still."

She removes the saddle and hangs it on the wall, then washes her hands. "Alright, Seeker. Come with me."

Laurëa leads Stella through the stables, eventually ending where there are several milk cows. "This is where Phlydia spends her time when she comes. You say she was rather dirty? Perhaps she slipped..." They search the stalls for some time, which is not a pretty business. Perhaps a visit to the steam pools might be necessary after all...

And then Stella finds it. Buried under a brown mess of a pile is a thick book, whose barely legible title reads History of Halruaa.

Laurëa winces. "Well, I am sorry about the state that it's in, but I am glad you found what you were looking for!"
Jun 8, 2021 4:38 pm
A gentle knock sounds on the reading room door. "Wirrow. May I come in for a moment?" It is Keggruk's voice, quiet yet rumbling.
Jun 8, 2021 5:16 pm
Three sounds emanate from the room. A book closes, followed by silence, and then a sigh. "Yeah. Sure."

Inside, Wirrow sits with several tomes in front of her; some of dubious origin and language, others on topics Keggruk could have easily predicted. She looks warily at the orog as he enters.
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Jun 8, 2021 5:28 pm
Shelur beams at her uncle then turns to greet Mesen.

"Ah, thank you! These look very, um..." She opens their covers and glances over the summaries. "Interesting!" She is almost glad the book on Evereska is so... unique, since seeing the name of the city her father once lived in unsettles her a little somehow.

"I'd love a book of ballads next. Popular poems and epics would be wonderful, too."
Jun 8, 2021 5:44 pm
Keggruk opens the door and sticks his head in. He has to duck a fair bit to clear the door frame. "I apologize for disturbing you. I merely wanted to..." The orog clears his throat and scooches the rest of the way into the room, then carefully eases himself into a seat far too small for him.

"Do you... have enough..." He tries again. "Maegan gave you a supply. How is that working out. Is it enough? Are you running out?"
Jun 8, 2021 6:11 pm
Mesen nods quickly. "Yes, Seeker. Ballads! Um... I actually heard you... you know... singing... at the Hearth. You could probably write a few ballads yourself! Ha ha..." He blinks. "Right..."

He walks out.

Sometime later the young adjutant returns. "This is one of my favorites!" He puts a small booklet in front of Aiwë. The cover has a stylized titanic wave. "It's completely fictional of course. It's actually lore from a card game that I... Erm. Nevermind that. It's quite good!"
[ +- ] Kiora Bests the Sea God
Mesen mumbles to himself for a moment, then puts down a thick book. "This one was put together by the great bard Connor of Waterdeep. Enjoy, and... uh... Thank you."
[ +- ] The Collected and Compiled CANciones of CONNOR the CONsiderable
Jun 8, 2021 6:42 pm
Aiwë claps her hands together. "Oh, you did? I actually have written quite a lot of songs, but most of my friends have never been away from their parents like this before and I thought they'd like to avoid hearing about them for at least a couple days." She wink. "I'm warming the tavern up to my orcish music."

When Mesen returns she accepts the book with a vibrant smile. "Thank you! These are perfect! Maybe if you're at the Hearth tomorrow I'll be singing about Kiora!"
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Jun 8, 2021 6:53 pm
Mesen beams. "Th-that would be wonderful! I'll tell my friends to be there too! They'll be so excited. Thank you!"

He starts walking off with a spring in his step, then suddenly rushes back. "Um... Did you need anything else?"
Jun 8, 2021 9:21 pm
Dieter retires to his room and prepares his gear.
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Dieter is ready to leave when the party is
Jun 8, 2021 10:46 pm
Dieter finds that the men's bedroom isn't empty. Keggruk is there, sharpening weapons and checking armor straps. The orog looks up. "Dieter, isn't it? In spite of sharing a room, we haven't really gotten to know one another. Which may be fitting, because I didn't know Father Tulfgyr all that well either. Are you up for a sparring match? I find that you get to know someone better sparring for an hour than talking to them for a year."
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