The Great Library of Palanthas
Astinus' Office
Dominating the center of this room is a massive birch desk. Legend claims this desk has supported the thousands of volumes of history Astinus has recorded. A large pot of ink, a container of sharpened quills, and a candelabra complete the desks decorations. Small windows line the room, allowing light to trickle in and gently illuminate the entire room. A comfortable couch rests against the west wall. Tapestries hang on the walls between the windows. Shelves line the walls, filled with tomes of the more recent records of heroes and villians upon the face of Krynn.
The librarian notices you aren't reading anything... Astinus hands a leather bound tome with glowing glyphs to an Aesthetic standing by you. You note the spine bears the word 'Cielle' scribed in light green ink. As you glance down at the page you read..
From the pages of Cielle's book..
Author: Cielle Date: Fri Sep 1 21:46:39 2017 Subject Flight
The wagon jerked, snapping her out of a shallow sleep. How long had it been since she had the luxury of a full night's sleep? Long enough. Her senses seemed more dull by the hour as she struggled to keep awake; a dangerous affliction for someone in her situation. She turned her eyes upwards to the sky, judging the time by the positioning of the sun. Just shy of midday, which meant they had about three more hours on the road. "They" was a generous term for this loose band of travelers. It was an amorphous group of people who shared nothing in common besides their general direction of travel, with numbers that ebbed and flowed as some reached their final destinations or others joined for the sake of safety in numbers. No one had looked twice at the half-elf woman who had joined their ranks three weeks past; or at least, none cared enough to strike up a conversation. Which was all the more welcome by her. Over the course of the days she had kept her features hidden deep inside the hood of her traveling cloak, giving no one a reason to remember her. It was one of the first lessons she had learned in her youth: when you want to disappear, find a crowd. She had no other choice but to trust in that wisdom now. Her home was no longer safe, not that it had ever been a sanctuary in the first place, and there was a high likelihood that the bounty on her head was sizable enough to convince a number of former "friends" to search the roads. She had slighted men of means, which meant her pursuers would be that much more motivated, and for longer. The lessons she had learned over the past weeks had been costly, but chief among them had been that there could be no friendship among her kind. She would not be that naive again. With a small shove she pushed herself off the back edge of the open-air wagon, taking to her feet to keep the weariness at bay. As she walked, her eyes instinctively slipped between the people around her, and every few minutes she would turn to assess the road behind. It would be a long three hours, but she had to remain alert. A new city would bring blessed anonymity, and, hopefully, a safe place to sleep.
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Astinus points to the massive wall of books behind him and bids you to make a selection.
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