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Looking for Something? [Enoleus]

Postby Lorelle on July 11th, 2013, 7:30 am

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Timestamp :: 30th day of Summer, 513 AV

Lorelle has been putting books away for almost a whole bell now. It is rather annoying, she hasn't had anything else to do. She does her job easily, looking at the book and figuring out where it goes. This is probably the only part of her job that she finds she doesn't exactly like. She does it without complaint though and just tries to get through it as fast as possible. Every time she thinks she is close to being done she finds another book that has either already been misplaced and needs to be fixed or there is more in the stack of books to put back than she thought. It is amazing really, how such a small library can have so much to put away.

Lorelle sighs as she picks up what is actually the last book she has to put away. She looks down at the book and looks for the information she needs.
"Music. Starts with a L," she murmurs out loud to herself as she walks to the section where all the books on music can be found. She scans with her eyes down the shelf and find where all the books that begin with the letter L are. 'Next letter is Y. Near the end.' She speaks to herself mentally as she crouches down and goes down to where she thinks the book should go. She is in luck, there is another book by the same name. The partner copy to this book. Sighing, she slides the book in next to the second copy before standing up and making her way back over to the desk.

Sitting down, Lor opens up the book upon the desk and opens it up. She goes through and checks the books on the list that are due that have been checked in and looks to see what is late and how late it is. When she is done she leans back in her chair and fiddles with her hair a minute, fixing the braid that falls down her right shoulder. She looks around the otherwise empty room, wondering what else there could be for her to do. She is sure there is something she could be doing, but nothing comes to mind. Her fingers tap on the desk a minute before she clicks her tongue and pulls out a piece of blank paper and flips to a random page of the book that sits on her desk. She takes a quill and dips it in the ink she has. With that, she begins to try and copy the words of the page of the book she has opened.

Her words are not pretty or even decent looking. They can hardly be read really. She is to impatient and doesn't take the time needed with each word to make it readable much less graceful looking. She is irritated quickly with her work, not something that is helping her progress. Her eyes are quick to turn a dark blue color, showing her anger at herself. Sighing she tries to calm herself. It doesn't exactly work for after writing one word that she likes looking at, she gets overconfident and therefore sloppy. Half of her feels like giving up, but her edge of stubbornness will not permit her to. So she continues on, practicing. Determine to make something that is nice enough to be seen by someone else aside from her. It isn't a dream of hers, but at the same time part of her wants it to happen. Just to prove that she can. That she can make something worth reading. Even if it just is a copy of someone else's work.
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Looking for Something? [Enoleus]

Postby Enoleus Frostfawn on July 12th, 2013, 7:19 am

30th of Summer, 513 AV
There was subtle creak which broke the otherwise perfect stillness in the air that permeated the inside of the library. Small tendrils of light slithered through the crack in the door as the creak continued slowly, as if too shy to cut away at the silence. A single eye, tempered silver with flecks of gold strewn about the pupil, peered through the crack in the door. His eyes still adjusted to the intensity of the early morning sun reflecting off the sheen of the snow directly into his retinas, Enoleus could only make out subtle shapes in the formless dark of the interior of the structure. He pulled his head back, his hand still on the handle of the door as he let out a sigh, his left hand flexing involuntary to try and release some of the anxiety gripping at his chest. As a Hunter and a man who spent much of his time in the Talderan Wilds, when entering an area he never had visited before his instinct was to approach with extreme caution and to take any occupants by surprise. This, of course, was an instinct that served him well when avoid being eaten by a Talderan Sabretooth, but within the confines of the city wall usually just came off as creepy.

Carefully aware of the somewhat awkward amount of time he had lingered at the door, he tepidly pulled the door open the rest of the way. Like a bunny trying to pass unseen in front of a hungry bear, he pulled the door shut achingly slowly behind him, not wanting to disturb any other patrons of the library, and would stand next to the door, peering around with his eyebrows furrowed in intense focus. He had never visited such a place before, and wasn't entirely sure what the procedure was. At the tavern, someone would usually approach him and ask him what it was he wanted, but he figured he would need a more proactive approach in this scenario, and he would awkwardly adjust his cloak, moving with great care to make no noise toward the desk.

There she is. He thought, observing how strange of a thought that actually is to have about someone you had never met before. The girl - or, perhaps woman, that is - seemed quite busy in whatever it was she was doing, which by Enoleus' observation was copying the contents of a page of a book onto a blank sheet of paper. Possibly as reference, or even as a method to practice her calligraphy. His mouth opened to speak, and simply hung there; she seemed awfully preoccupied, and he didn't want to come across as rude by interrupting her. His first thought was to wait for her to notice him, but as he stood near her, the moments ticking by very slowly in his mind, he studied her more and more intently, a strange sensation causing his chest to tighten. He glanced away from her, the depths of his eyes dancing with streaks of light indigo and red as he sudden felt violently ashamed at how ragged his hair was and how unkempt his clothes were.

Legally, Enoleus was a man according to Vantha custom. Biology, as it were, paid little attention to the customs and laws of the land, and though it wasn't barely a single degree warmer in the library than it had been outside, Enoleus felt swear beginning to bead on his forehead. His teeth clenched, he turned back to her, determined to say something before she noticed him standing their like some sort of deer caught in the gaze of an encoaching tiger. "H... Hello there!" His voice randomly spiked in pitch, and he cursed in his mind, immediately continuing in a slightly deeper tone of voice in the hopes she wouldn't have noticed. "You run this place, right? I mean, that is... You work here, yeah?" He paused a moment at this point, rubbing the side of his neck as he considered what to say next. Although none of that had came out as eloquently as he wanted, he thought it best just to shut up and not compound the problem.

He gave Lorelle a smile as he waited for her to respond.
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Looking for Something? [Enoleus]

Postby Lorelle on July 14th, 2013, 6:08 am

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Lorelle is so completely absorbed in creating what is probably the sloppiest copy of a book page in all of Avanthal history that she doesn't even notice the man coming inside the library. In her defense he is rather silent and careful. She continues on with her copying till he finally decides to make noise. His voice startles her and she jumps in her seat in surprise, streaking her quill across the parchment she was writing on as she does so. She let't out a small shriek of surprise, covering her mouth quickly after doing so. This is in fact a library and she knows better than to make so much noise.

After taking a second to gather herself, the Vantha woman looks over to the man who has come in without being noticed and nods her head.
"Ye .. Um yes, I do," she answers, "I'm Lorelle Snowsong, can I help you with something?" She asks him what she asks everyone who enters this library while she is on duty. But that is not the question that burns on her mind as she looks at the man. He is tall, she notices that right away. She isn't really short per say, well not for a Vantha, but he towers above her and she isn't even standing which makes her feel even smaller. Her question is simple, how did someone so big get in here so silently?

As she looks at him, she wonders if she can ask such a question or if it would be rude and not something one should ask in such a profession as hers. She isn't sure, this job of hers is still pretty new to her and she isn't fully sure on what would be appropriate or inappropriate to ask. After turning the question in her head a few times she decides that she just cannot go without asking it. It is something that will bother her for a long while if she doesn't ask it.
"If you don't mind me asking," she starts, "How did you get in here so silently? I mean, I didn't hear you at all. And it is so quiet in here that ... well I just should have heard you."

As she speaks she looks down and starts putting her stuff away, until looking up at him with the question lingering in her eyes as she waits for an answer. The worries of before, whether or not she can ask such a question, have left her mind. She is now just awaiting an answer, longing to know. It isn't like she wants to learn the man's secret for being silent. Well, yes she does. In a sense she does want to know said secret. Just so she can prevent it from happening in the future. She doesn't like being sneaked up upon. It isn't pleasant. She looks at him with grey silver looking eyes, waiting for the answer to her question.
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Looking for Something? [Enoleus]

Postby Enoleus Frostfawn on July 15th, 2013, 1:27 am

30th of Summer, 513 AV
However short the time between when he finished speaking and her response may have been, each moment dragged out before him like a vast expanse of tundra. In all honesty it didn't matter what anyone else thought of him, from a purely rational point of view he could understand this as truth - even still, his breathing was uneven and his heart beat like a stampede of horses in his chest. It wasn't a particularly comfortable feeling, and was part of the reason he so preferred the company of animals - never did he have to worry that his horse was going to judge him summarily.

His focus emerged from his own thoughts, his eyes growing wide with sudden shock as the woman let out a scream, a veritable audio sledgehammer that seemed to shatter the tension that had moments ago been so thick in the air. Feeling more than simple embarrassment,his retinas flooded with a watery shade of blue as he reached out haphazardly, wanting to do or say something to calm her down. Thankfully, her momentary outburst didn't last long, and after a moment to compose herself, her eyes would meet his.

As she answered his initial question, he would open his mouth to respond, for the most part knowing what he had came here for. However, before the words could leave his throat, he would find himself interrupted by another question from the woman. His mouth shut as he listened to her a moment, his upper lip curling back in a slight grimace. He wasn't exactly used to people asking him questions about himself - even ones that weren't really all that personal. He felt a tinge of fear in his gut, his reflex reaction to immediately distrust the girl for this line of questioning - but he took a long, deep breath, and as he let it out he felt a calmness in his center that allowed him to gather his thoughts.

"W-Well, first, ma'am, I would like to apologize. I... didn't mean to startle you...." He would trail off, glancing away from her as he found prolonged eye contact with her difficult. "See, I... I'm a hunter by trade and... Honestly I spend more time outside the walls than inside, and... Well... " He would smile at her somewhat awkwardly, forcing himself meet her eyes once again. "It's just... force of habit, I guess..."
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Looking for Something? [Enoleus]

Postby Lorelle on July 19th, 2013, 8:31 am

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Lorelle looks over the man as she waits for an answer. He really isn't all that different from other Vantha. While each is his own in different ways, most in the same people group have certain things that are similar. At least this holds true for as much as Lorelle has observed, which truthfully isn't much. She has never been outside of Avanthal aside from once when she was young so she really wasn't being extremely observant back then. Though if she remembers correctly, all those in Wind Reach were red heads. At least most were. Thinking deeply about this fact, Lorelle zones out and is slightly startled when the man speaks once again.

Lorelle's eyes travel back over to him, having drifted off and settling on the wall behind him. She looks up at his face, feeling intimidated once again by his size and feeling very short. She listens to his voice, noticing either a hunt of nervousness or some sort of emotion making it hard for him to get his thoughts out. Or maybe he just wasn't used to speaking to people. He did say that he didn't spend much time inside the walls of the city. Lorelle mentally shrugs, deciding to put her thoughts to the side and focus on what she caught of what he just said. With the simple nod of her head she decides to speak.
"Ah I see, interesting," she says trying to sound interested and not bored or confused.

With a short sigh, she stands up and finishes off putting her stuff away. She walks out from behind her desk and looks at the shelves of the library before turning back to the man. She puts on a smile and tries to meet his gaze with her own.
"Alright, so anything I can help you with? You looking for a certain book or did you just come to browse?" she asks, ready to get down to business. She doesn't like to keep people waiting, she feels like it isn't doing her job. She likes getting things done. "Oh and, if you don't mind me asking, what is your name?" she asks, not remembering hearing it.
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Postby Enoleus Frostfawn on August 16th, 2013, 11:00 am

Enoleus watched her reaction carefully; trying to gauge her if to at least avoiding offending or upsetting her any further. The air still seemed tense, at least in his mind, but it could very likely be simply because of the near total silence in the building around him; giving Enoleus the strong yet totally irrational feeling that a Talderan Sabertooth was but inches from his back. The thought carried unpleasant memories and sent a shiver down Enoleus' back.

He detected a bit of boredom or, perhaps fatigue in her voice as she accepted the answer to his question and moved on, directing a question of her own at him - several, in fact, in rapid succession. He paused a moment, wanting to make sure she had spoken her piece, but also wanting the next thing to come out of his mouth to be somewhat less clumsy than before. He didn't generally care what people thought of him, and consciously he didn't know why she was any different; but he was teenage boy and despite much of the forced maturity that had been placed on his shoulders, he was still subject to the whims of his hormonal brain.

"Yes, well... Like I said, I'm a hunter, and... " He would glanced around nervously, still unable to shake the uneasiness creeping across his skin. "I've been trying to save up money. Enough to get me out of this city. I'll be the first to admit though; I'm not that good." He turned back to her, smiling somewhat sheepishly. " So uhm... Anything about the local terrain, wilderness survival, hunting... and maybe something on Talderan Sabertooths and other big-time game." He paused a moment, his eyes dangling about as he combed through his own mind to make sure he had listed everything he had an interest in, before nodding and looking her straight in the eyes with a level of confidence he has thus far lacked. " Yep. All of those would be great."
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Postby Lorelle on August 18th, 2013, 12:00 am

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Lorelle isn't sure what it is about her that has made this boy so nervous around her. She finds it weird and somewhat unnerving. She suddenly becomes very self cautious, which isn't weird for her when placed in certain situation. She wonders if she said something wrong or if she smells funny or looks weird. She isn't sure, which just makes it worse. She looks at him with a steady gaze though, trying not to think to hard on the matter but listen to what he is telling her instead. He lists the types of books he is looking for. When he is done, Lorelle nods her head though she notices he still hasn't said his name. She thinks about it but decides against repeating her question of figuring out what it is. Her mind settles with telling herself that if he wanted her to know he would have told her. He must not want her to know so he hasn't told her. Seems to be as simply as that.

"Alright, I am not positive if we have everything you are asking for, but let's go take a look," she says as friendly as she can but making sure to have that tone of seriousness added into her voice. She gives him a light smile before turning towards the shelves. "You can come look with me if you want or you can stay there and I'll bring the stuff to you," she tells him over her shoulder before continuing on over to the shelves. She doesn't wait to see what he does before she heads for the flora and fauna section of the library. Her eyes rapidly skim the shelf before her as she looks to see what the library has. There isn't much, but she is able to find two books that look like they might be close to what he is looking for. She then moves onto some of the other shelves to see if she can find anything on the terrain. That takes her a chime longer as she isn't fully sure what to look under. After a bit of searching and struggling, she returns finds the boy and puts the four books she has been able to find in front of him.

"Alright, so here is what I found. Here is a book on Taldera as a whole, there is a section in there about the Northern wastes or at least whatever that author knew about them. I found two on animals, one on animals of Taldera the other focuses on the animals of the northern wastes. I think whatever we know about the Sabertooths are in here, but I am not for sure on that. You'll have to look and see. The last book I found is on hunting, traps, weapons, the best season and spots, stuff like that," she tells him, pointing to each book as she explains it. She is very at peace and calm at the moment, feeling very comfortable and at home with what she is doing. "So yeah, that is what I could find. If you need more I can keep looking around for you, just let me know what you want or need. I am here to help you find what you are looking for so don't be afraid to ask. And yeah, if you want to look through those here you can or I can help you check them out for time. So what are you wanting to do?" She asks him, trying desperately to be friendly and welcoming, which feels weird to her, and not overly pushy or moving to rapid.

Lorelle doesn't say anything else, she just stands there as she waits to see what the boy wants to do. She also continuous to wonder what his name is as her mind drifts and thinks of other things. She also wonders where he plans to go with this money he is trying to save up. She has always thought about leaving Avanthal someday and while she hasn't thought to hard on the subject she has always wondered about where she would go if she did ever leave. So she would find it interesting and informative to find out where others plan to go if they leave and their reasons behind choosing that location. She thinks about asking this boy, but she decides against. She doesn't want to over step her bounds and she really doesn't want to make him even more uncomfortable though that last look he gave her when he was talking she notices now had a some sort of confidence in it that she hadn't seen before then. She let's out a small breath that she forces herself to keep from a sigh as she looks upon the boy with multicolored eyes as she awaits his response and tries to make her mind having this rapid loop of ever moving thoughts, having no success doing so.
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Looking for Something? [Enoleus]

Postby Enoleus Frostfawn on September 3rd, 2013, 7:14 am

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The icy grip of apprehension that stymied his movements and his speech rapidly melted away under the radiant warmth of his excitement. Like a child on Christmas, this mostly grown mans eyes lit up, turning into whirlpools of violet as he gazed upon the books set down in front of him. It was difficult at this point for him to really pay attention to what the girl is saying to him as he eagerly begins to open up the first book; on Taldera as a whole. He wasn't a scholar, and the often rugged cadence of his voice eluded to that end. He was, however, enthusiastic when it came to bettering himself in some small way, and though he wasn't sure this was necessarily the easiest route to do it, he was determined to try.

He managed to pull his attention out of the book for a moment to make eye contact with her. The hormone ridden teen that had been speaking to her in uncertain and uncomfortable mutters was gone, and his eyes and voice commanded clarity. " I'll stay here for now, though I might need to take these with me for then night. Thank you, very much." He smiled at her warmly, about to turn his gaze back down to the book. He wasn't very adept socially, and he paused a moment, remembering that she had asked him his name. He generally wasn't very concerned with social graces, but he was genuinely grateful toward her and didn't want his introverted nature to make him appear otherwise. He looked back up at her again, closing the book slightly. " And uhm... I'm Enoleus, by the way." He extended a hand to her in greeting. "Frostfawn Hold."
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Postby Lorelle on September 5th, 2013, 4:40 am

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The boy seems very pleased with the books. Almost, excited even. His actions get a smile out of Lorelle. She is glad she could help him and that he is happy about it. He even states his name, making Lorelle smile just a little bit more. She sees his hand and she takes it with her own. "Pleased to meet you Enoleus," she says, her voice friendly without having to try so hard, "And while it is my job, I am glad I could help." She lets his hand drop from hers when she is finished talking, rolling her thumb along her fingers as she puts her arm behind her back and grabs her other arm. To most this might be an action of nervousness or just boredom, but Lorelle is comfortable in this position. It comes naturally. That, plus she isn't all that used to other people's skin against her own. Each time she touches someone else, especially someone of the male gender, it makes her want to either flinch back or savor that touch for as long as she can. With Enoleus though, she just doesn't know what else to do.

Lorelle's eyes flutter about the room as she tries to think of what to do. She feels a bit awkward, not knowing what to say or do. Finally she just looks to the boy in front of her. She lets go of her arm and lets both of them fall to her sides. She gives him a small smile.
"Well, it seems as though you want to get into those, so go ahead. I won't stop you," she tells him, moving back towards her desk where she pulls out the seat and sits down, "I'll be here if you need anything else." Her gaze drops down to the desk, looking for something to occupy her so she isn't just sitting there looking as though she is about to just stare at walls. Seems as though that would be weird. She sighs, picking up a book that is on the desk and just flipping it open to a random page, pretending to read as she enjoys the mostly silent atmosphere. That is one thing she really loves about this place. Aside from the flipping of pages, the breathing of patrons, the shifting in seats, or the sound of feet against wood, it is almost always so quiet and peaceful in here. Perfect is a word that often comes to Lorelle's mind when thinking on the subject. So very perfect.
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Postby Enoleus Frostfawn on September 5th, 2013, 6:21 pm

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Enoleus would nod, slowly peeling the first of the books back open as his gaze gently drifted down to the first page. He was trying to act calmly about the experience, his hand was trembling slightly as he turned the page. There was lust in Enoleus' heart; but not for wealth or power. He had spent far too long feeling caged in this city, and if there was even a modicum of a chance that the knowledge contained in one of these books would enable him to free himself, it was worth the missed time riding or practicing his archery.

The minutes whittled away into hours, and Enoleus was completely silent, his eyes tearing into every word with vigor. He would re-read sentences and sometimes entire paragraphs, whispering the words back to himself to compensate for his somewhat less than average reading comprehension. He would, occasionally, allow himself a glance at Lorelle. She was reading, apparently, and did so with much a more relaxed poise than Enoleus - who hadn't even bothered to sit down. What type of person works in a building like this, he wondered? One who enjoyed literature, no doubt. Enoleus came here with the intention of doing quite a bit of reading, and so he was - but he was doing so with a practical end in mind. He hadn't spent time reading books that had been authored just for entertainments sake, but as a connoisseur of many grand tales, spoke over mugs of cider around a fire - he could understand the appeal.

The day was growing late, as he read through the first of the many books the girl had retrieved for him with much more care and attention than most would have bothered. He closed the tome slowly, as if shutting it quickly would break the precious silence which circulated so thickly around him he could almost hear it ringing in his ears. Even as someone who spent a fair amount of time in the wilderness, he found it somewhat unnerving - he enjoyed the quiet to an extent, but it almost always accompanied by some level of ambiance - the blowing of the wind or the steady and rhythmic crunching of the snow beneath his feet. He turned to Lorelle, smiling.

"Well, I uhm..." He patted the book down, glancing around. " I spent a bit longer on that one that I thought I would." He chuckled somewhat nervously, clearing his throat so his voice would come out a bit clearer. It would be incredibly easy for him to check out the remaining tomes and study over them each night and each morning; but then he wouldn't have an excuse to come back and pester the librarian again, and despite his introverted nature, he enjoyed a little non-animal company from time to time. "Erm... I live out of a tent, so, I don't really have a safe place to keep these." He would nod, setting the book had had finished to rest gently on top of the rest of the stack. "So, maybe I should just come back tomorrow and pick up where I left off."
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