Welcome to Gaia! ::

A vast creation, filling rooms upon rooms with texts of all kinds: books of all sizes, colors, and bindings, scrolls from every corner of the kingdoms. This is a place of knowledge and records, housed by the Bookmen, the recorders of history. They are the impartial witnesses to all things, neutral in all matters, allied to all kingdoms, yet allied to none.

The halls are vast and filled with a silence that is almost tangible. The sound of footsteps is the only thing welcome here, all else is considered barbarically rude. Take care- watch your step- and you'll be welcome here.

The man regarded her coolly, but quickly wrote down a series of numbers on a tablet, which then floated away toward the bookshelves. "Follow that," he muttered, and turned back to his books.

After about an hour of studying Nadia sat at her table tired and frustrated. She reached for another book from her stack but dropped it in a sigh of frustration having flipped through that book already. It's all the same. Some general gobbledygook about a comming war. I guess there's nothing terribly specific to use to our advantage. She grabbed a book from her second stack, it was a translation book for runes and magic. Carefully scanning the book, she searched for information regarding the spell used to freeze the town of Palpisol.

Nadia awoke startled by a loud thump. She immediately picked her head up off the table and shifted her arms around with a slurred ,"Wuzzat?" Knocking another two books off the table caused a similar two thumps giving her her answer. She sat up and looked at her watch. Oh no, I've been asleep for some time! I have to get back to my client! She scrambled to her feet and scooped up the books from the floor stacking them up. She grabbed and pocketed her notes before running to the Library entrance.

Kizzy opened the old doors and stepped inside. She immediately went to the down a hall taking a few twists and turns, before reaching the particular shelf she was looking for. On it were placed many books on old mythology and such, but also there, were many scrolls on ancient weapons in which she took great interest in. She opened one scroll gently and admired the sword description inside. As she put the scroll back in its place she noticed a man standing not far off. She stared at him quizzically for a moment before turning away and digging into more ancient books and scrolls once again, while all the while throwing him glances from behind the pages.

Malrion walked in and started searching the book shelves about anything to do with the elves. He thought to himself. "There has to be something about Elven history here..."

Mia popped in after Talia. She sighed to herself as she followed her to the edge of a book case. Looking around her, she saw the man as well. Her curiosity peaked as she saw him looking at books. She thought that maybe he had been looking for war things or something. She wondered what he could be looking for at a time like this.

Talia sighed when he left the library. "Seems suspicious to me... he just gave up on looking for whatever it was and left." She turned to Mia and smiled. "I say we follow and capture him!" Her young childhood days came back to her in a flash. She remembered all those times her and Journey would hunt down the neighborhood kids and lock them in a barn somewhere. They would then proceed to give their friends a ransom note hoping to get whatever reward they asked for. "C'mon let's go!" And with that said, she sprang deep within the earth to follow him.
{exit to O.J}