Summer 48th, 15th bell, 24th chime
Kreig was at the library, a rare sight indeed, so rare in fact it was the first time Kreig had ever set foot in Sunberth’s one and only den of books. You’d think Kreig, being able to read, would have gone to the library long before this… but quite frankly he never cared to do so. In fact till today he never heard of its existence. It was only by chance he fell upon this building as took a risky stroll through Stumble Alley, an area of the street that had met many conflicts involving the Daggerhands.
When he entered he was surprised by the number of books he saw, while the room wasn’t quite large it seemed to have such an amount of books that exceeded Kreig’s expectations, even more surprising is at a glance he could tell they were well taken care off.
At table sat a woman, her nose buried in one of the books, she glanced up briefly in surprise. Her brow raising upward in surprise at the fact there was a visitor.
“Well well, this is a surprise. I expected no one to come to my library” The woman spoke. She had these large lenses covering her eyes, and Kreig could hardly see her eyes beneath them. She rose from her seat, approaching Kreig as if he were a curiousity, and Kreig supposed if none came here then he might as well be. He certainly thought the Library’s existence and the lady who called it ‘my library’ an oddity as well.
“Uh, to be honest I’m surprise there’s a library ‘ere at all” Kreig answered awkwardly, scratching at his thigh, his eyes glancing at the books in wonder “ I’ve been livin’ in the ‘berth for years an’ ain’t seen this place”
The woman nodded “No surprise, none whatsoever. But it has been here quite a long time now, its simply that the dregs outside uneducated, they see not the value of books nor do they desire to” She said “In any case, if you can read you are free to parous the books, even read them so long as you treat the books with the respect they deserve. You may not take any of them with you, even if you wish to buy them” She said bluntly, explaining the rules of this place to a fellow he much needed to know “However, if you wish for a copy to be created, then bring it to me and I shall about copying it for you”
Kreig blinked slowly, he wasn’t even sure if he wished to stay. He’d had access to the Syliran Knight’s library years back when he was a squire and he never touched the books there, he wasn’t sure he’d find anything interesting here. Still he nodded in understanding, no point in riling up the book lover by saying nothing.
“And finally, be quiet as possible. This is a library, a place of reading, while our visitors are few…” Kreig imagine ‘few’ to be counted on one hand “… it is only common courtesy that the atmosphere be as quiet as possible so they can read undsisturbed, do we understand each other?”
“er…uh, yes ma’am” Kreig said, nodding his head.
“Good, I am called Remmy, now if you may excuse I have a book to return to” With that, she turned, returned to her seat, and unceremoniously returned to reading her book like Kreig was no longer here…. Though Kreig had the feeling that didn’t mean she was unawares.
His head looking about, he wandered off at random to the closest shelf and looked at the selection of books, their spines not telling him much about the books they hold.
His hand reaching out to one, he pulled it out, examining the cover briefly before randomly opening to a page, wondering what was the appeal.
He was in for a shock.
Word Count: 649
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Kreig was at the library, a rare sight indeed, so rare in fact it was the first time Kreig had ever set foot in Sunberth’s one and only den of books. You’d think Kreig, being able to read, would have gone to the library long before this… but quite frankly he never cared to do so. In fact till today he never heard of its existence. It was only by chance he fell upon this building as took a risky stroll through Stumble Alley, an area of the street that had met many conflicts involving the Daggerhands.
When he entered he was surprised by the number of books he saw, while the room wasn’t quite large it seemed to have such an amount of books that exceeded Kreig’s expectations, even more surprising is at a glance he could tell they were well taken care off.
At table sat a woman, her nose buried in one of the books, she glanced up briefly in surprise. Her brow raising upward in surprise at the fact there was a visitor.
“Well well, this is a surprise. I expected no one to come to my library” The woman spoke. She had these large lenses covering her eyes, and Kreig could hardly see her eyes beneath them. She rose from her seat, approaching Kreig as if he were a curiousity, and Kreig supposed if none came here then he might as well be. He certainly thought the Library’s existence and the lady who called it ‘my library’ an oddity as well.
“Uh, to be honest I’m surprise there’s a library ‘ere at all” Kreig answered awkwardly, scratching at his thigh, his eyes glancing at the books in wonder “ I’ve been livin’ in the ‘berth for years an’ ain’t seen this place”
The woman nodded “No surprise, none whatsoever. But it has been here quite a long time now, its simply that the dregs outside uneducated, they see not the value of books nor do they desire to” She said “In any case, if you can read you are free to parous the books, even read them so long as you treat the books with the respect they deserve. You may not take any of them with you, even if you wish to buy them” She said bluntly, explaining the rules of this place to a fellow he much needed to know “However, if you wish for a copy to be created, then bring it to me and I shall about copying it for you”
Kreig blinked slowly, he wasn’t even sure if he wished to stay. He’d had access to the Syliran Knight’s library years back when he was a squire and he never touched the books there, he wasn’t sure he’d find anything interesting here. Still he nodded in understanding, no point in riling up the book lover by saying nothing.
“And finally, be quiet as possible. This is a library, a place of reading, while our visitors are few…” Kreig imagine ‘few’ to be counted on one hand “… it is only common courtesy that the atmosphere be as quiet as possible so they can read undsisturbed, do we understand each other?”
“er…uh, yes ma’am” Kreig said, nodding his head.
“Good, I am called Remmy, now if you may excuse I have a book to return to” With that, she turned, returned to her seat, and unceremoniously returned to reading her book like Kreig was no longer here…. Though Kreig had the feeling that didn’t mean she was unawares.
His head looking about, he wandered off at random to the closest shelf and looked at the selection of books, their spines not telling him much about the books they hold.
His hand reaching out to one, he pulled it out, examining the cover briefly before randomly opening to a page, wondering what was the appeal.
He was in for a shock.
Word Count: 649
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