(Wright Memorial Library) 60th of Winter 510AV
Nex sat stooped over various texts he had collected from around the library. For now in a effort to conserve time he just skimmed over the books and various pieces of parchments, looking for anything of note.
Anything that he found mentioned the god, Rhysol in it he set to the side, along with anything dealing with a goddess by the name Eyris in it as well. While he initially did not set out to learn about the goddes he found himself pulled to the texts containing information about the goddess or in some cases acconts from her followers that described her. He had never really thought much about the gods or goddesses until a few days ago, when he met the most curious kelvic wolf.
Now in service to a friend he tried to find out as much as he could about this Rhysol character, but also at the same time studied more about this goddess that so interested him. Atlas deciding what texts and pieces of parchment where the most important, he prowled along the shelves to put back the unneccesary scrolls and books that he did not need. His foots rang hollow in the almost empty library. It was just after dawn still, and most people where dealing with their various chores. He had arrived early in a effort to get as much quite study as possible. Nex expected it to remain quite for quite some time, not paying any mind to the near silent rustlings of a bored librarian, regretting he had the early shift.
Going back to his table he immediately sat down and begain poring over the texts concerning Eyris. Soaking up every morsel contained within the pages, he spent hours upon hours analyzing the texts that described her, portrayed her in legends, and even a couple of poems that concerned her. He knew that he had found his patron deity, and the fact of this spurred him on to new hieghts of learning about her.
After spending several hours upon hours studing her he felt his eyes begin to get heavy, his lid doing their best to stay open, could not resist the exteme exaustion that overwelmed his system, and he laid his head on the dusty parchment and books, and fell asleep to the smell of aged paper and bindings that filled the room.
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He woke up from his nightmare covered in a sheen of sweat. Nex glanced around the library and was sure that it was well into night time and had over stayed his welcome in the grand palace of knowledge as he saw it. Still curious about the goddess, and at least somewhat curious about the evil god. Being secretive as he could, he piled up the books and then took it to the corner of the room, where he replaced them in a row behind a couple volumes dealing with the history of Zeltiva, and another book full of some long dead bard's poems.
Confident he had successfully saved them for himself to read later, he took his backback, and then left the library, appologizing to the librarian, who's nap he had disturbed upon waking up and exiting. He decided to get some sleep for the night and then come back first thing in the morning.
Once outside he found a alley between two very imposing sturctures, whom's names escaped him at that moment and he laid his backpack down, stipping off all his cloths and relishing the brisk night that crept over his skin. He smiled and streched, and in a blink of idea, where the man priviously stood was now a wolf, Nex's original form. Curling up beside the backpack, he quickly fell asleep comfortably, making a note in his mind to go hunting when he woke up
