Completed [Wright Memorial Library] Animation - The first steps

[Laioath]

Wright Memorial Library
Early afternoon
13th day of Winter, 512 AV

The day was peaceful for Laioath. Standing in the library, he looks around in every direction. He hasn’t been in the library for a long time. He used to come here a lot during his childhood. He’d visit his sister as she studied, and would read about simple lores. He found reading books became a joy and enjoyed Learn odd things. Nostalgia fills his heart as he thought about his treasured childhood moments. He hoists his backpack into a comfortable position and snaps himself out of his reverie.

He begins to furrow his brows as he thought about what he wanted to read. He begins to move in a vague direction to see what he’d come across. His footsteps echo throughout the library, so he changes pace to a slower one. Walking past each aisle of books, he alternates his head back and forth, trying to see each book he pasts. So far he sees different books about Sylira’s past, and books at explained Mizahar’s cataclysm. He continues walking, looking out for books that captured his interest. Every aisle he pasts the books got older, and older. He stops walking as he found himself near the second tier of the library, he knew from experience he is not allowed there. He makes a turn a head in the opposite direction.

As Laioath walks back, still scanning for a book, he comes across a peculiar aisle. The aisle was like any other, but for some reason he feels a reason to walk into there. He begins to through the pathway, looking left and right at each shelf. A book titled “The moving stone” was sitting on top shelf. The book drew Laioath’s attention and soon became his target. He looks up at the book that towers over him. He goes to grab the book. Standing on the very tips of his toes, he stretches out his arm, as his hand made grabbing gesture. It was no good. The book is out of his grasp. Retracting his hand and standing in a neutral position, he takes of his bag and begins rummaging through it. He was looking for his brush, it could give him the extra reach he needed. Searching through the bag he moves aside parchments and his toolkit. He found what he was looking for and attempts to get the book once again. He tries again in the same position, except with brush in hand. He tries to nudge the book of the shelf, and prepared for it descent. He prods the side of the book multiple time, determine to read what wonder is has to offer. The book slowly meets the edge of the shelf until… it drops.

Laioath was caught off guard, despite his preparation. He drops his brush and attempts to catch in his arms. He franticly calculates when the book is going to land. The book falls into his arms but bounces out. Laioath’s reflex made his arms stretch out and clamp on the book with both hands. Panting heavily from the adrenaline rushing through him, he picks up his brush and places back in his bag. He breathes slowly, inhaling though his nose, and exhaling out of his mouth. His rush begins to dissipates, and his breath returns to normal. Laioath walks out of the aisle and starts looking around for a desk to read.

[Laioath]

After walking about, he soon finds a desk where he could sit back and read the book. Laioath takes off his backpack, and places it next to his chair. As he pulls back the wooded chair, it quietly screeches along the floor. He sits down, pulling his chair toward the desk. He places the book down and opens it to see the book’s index. Gazing through the index page, he could tell that the book was a reference book, but wasn’t sure what it was a reference of. Looking at the page’s quality, it hasn’t been opened for a long time. The smell of the book is slightly musty and minute traces of mildew could be seen behind the hard-cover. He ignores that condition and begins to read.

The first chapter explains that inanimate object could receive life by attaching an artificial soul. He was intruded by the information he just read, using his imagination he thought about the uses this magic could do. He imagines sitting by his table, carving away a pieces of wood, when all of a sudden his stomach rubbles. Soon after rumbling, a doll hands him a plate of food to fill his empty stomach. Laioath shakes his head, pulling him back into the real world. After he returns, He continues reading the book, completely absorbing himself into the book.

Reading through the first chapter, he stumbles upon a few more notes. These note further explains, that life Principals, or artificial souls cannot be made up or created. They must follow a template of another creature’s soul. Laioath had slight troubles understanding what the meant. He leans over to his bag and searches begin searching around, he was looking for parchment, vial of ink and a quill. He found what he needed and places them on the table. He picks up his quill and looks at the nib. He notices that it was slightly blunt. Laying down the quill on the table, he turns his attention to his left sleeve. He rolls up the end of his sleeve revealing a small leather sheath about the half the size of his fore arm. The sheath was strapped around his wrist and held a knife. He unlatched a bit of leather to draw the blade. He stares at the blade’s edge, caching if it was sharp. He picks up the quill, holding it close hit his face. He brings the knife to the nib of the quill, and gently he’d whittle the tip to form a point. He once again stares at the tip, this time checking if he’s satisfied with the nib’s point. Laioath nods in confirmation and sheaths the knife, and rolling his sleeve down.

Laioath picks up the quill and begins jotting down the notes from the first chapter. His handwriting was almost impossible for other people to read, but it didn’t worry him. So long he could read his own notes, it would be fine. He writes down the basic principles of Animation, as well as a diagram showing a basic layout of animation circles. He labels them and revises over them, checking for mistakes. He continues writing down information, studying and checking until the sun began to meet the horizon. He realizes it was getting late and began packing up. He used up seven sheets of parchment, filling them up with valuable information about the basics of Animation. He wanted to read more, but it would have to wait. He returns the book on a lower shelf, so he can reach it with ease. Laioath leaves the library and heads of home. He knows he’ll be back soon to learn more about the wonders of Animation.

~Fin~

OoCthis is my first solo thread, could I have some feedback or advice on how I could do it properly?

[Paragon]

Laioath

Experience

Skill	XP Earned
Investigation	1
Observation	1
Dagger	1
Writing	1

Lores

•	Lore Earned
•	Animation: Understanding Life Principles
•	Animation: Adding a Soul
•	Using Tools to Reach High Shelves
•	Whittling a Quill

Legend Becomes Reality

This was a good start, but here are some tips, since you asked: first off, remember to use PAST tense. You were in present tense most of the time, and that's not the tense we use in roleplay in Zeltiva. Also, you won't achieve over 1 XP in a skill unless you give detail. It sounded like you were hoping for animation XP, but you can't get XP if you don't use the skill. As alearning thread you got two useful lores for going forward, but remember detail and lots of information will always net you more XP. If you have any questions or concerns regarding your grade, please send me a PM and we can work from there.