Welcome to Gaia! ::

Aurora held the first books. but as soon as it was in her arms she was pulled twords "Mendellian Genetik" she looked at the book as she got uit in to her hands before being pulled twords "Evolución; La Trayectoria Humana".

"This scroll must be a book worm i mean." she said before being pulled to "Revelations", "A Dios", "Into The Woods", and "Salvador Dali". She was relived to see some book names she recognized. but the pile was getting heaver and it was not like she had any extra hands or anything like that. Then as though the scroll could not make up it's mind she found her self picking up "Love; The Chemical Analysis", "A Voyage of Columbus", "Next Door" She was starting to wobble as she tried to get the last book that the scroll was pointing her to "Deux ex Machina". As she graped it she lost her footing and fell to the floor.

Aurora noticed the mysterious stranger helping to pick up her books she went to pick up the scroll when the she saw the man in the black robes freeze and then look at the other person over there who also had a pile of books. before she knew it he had picked up the books and had walked forward Aurora quickly got up and fallowed him.

"Umm Sir." she was guessing his gender. "Were are you going with those books." he held the scroll in her hand as they got to a table were he had spread out the books. She looked curiously at him as he said puzzle. "These books have nothing in common I mean nothing that I know of."

Aurora pulled out a peice of papper and started to write fast she put the books back in to the order that she had grabed them and then started to write down the first letter of each of the titals. Once she was done with her pile she walked over to see the other grirs pile. She was in the zone and nothing relly could get her out of it. Aurora watched and took down the titals on the sheet of paper looked at it a few times befor relising she had forgotten to put in the scroll she had been taken to firsts letter.

Aurora looked at The Man in the dark cloak. "Eureka I got it." she said walking back over. She held out the sheet of paper and scribbled on it was what she had figured out. "That is Latitued and Longitude the place I am not sure were that is."

IMERAIS LAND 455 LAT 9410 LON

Aurora Sighed befor relsing her mistake, She quickly Crossed off the I she guessed that was not needed. "I may mean Island though I am not sre Isand Merais Land, Is that a place on earth?" She asked

She then Removed Then thought better of it "4 Degrees 55 Lat 94 Degress 10 Longitude" she said again questionly

Aurora Blushed relising her simple mistake "Imera island you are right that makes more sense." she said happly looking at Guinevere and Aya. "Though why were the scrolls showing us coordinates and the name Imera Island. Is there some thing out there that they I mean the scrolls want us to find." She looked at her scroll again and then at the books and then at the people around the table. "Umm these scrolls are dear I say it Magical or some thing like that."

After rapidly flipping through the atlas and not finding what he sought, the shrouded man slipped off to get the Gaian Atlas. Returning he glanced at the numbers again and began to flip through the book. With Barton down as 0 Lat 0 Lon, it was an odd sort of atlas as no one really knew exactly how far Gaia streached. Following the guides, the man tapped his finger on a tiny island just off the coast, surprisingly not that far from the Library. Without a word or a wave the man spun on his feet and stalked off.

Dr. Smith sighed looking after his boss. "Well, Ah... I supposed I'd better bring everyone up to speed." For a moment he bustled around, dragging chairs over to the table. Sitting in one, he stared at the pile of books for a moment.

"Long ago there was a god who foresaw destruction in the near future. To prevent this he asked certain people to seal themselves away. When the time came they would be unsealed and right this great wrong. Unfortuately there are those who find the scrolls unnatural and offensive. They have tried to destroy these scrolls and the means of making them. While they didn't destroy it.. they did corrupt it. We're left untangling that mess." Dr. Smith shrugged and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "The man that just left...I'm sorry for his rather short behavior. Nara, the only one that knows whats going on, was kidnapped a few months ago," the old man gestured at the books, "Those are our only clue. Nara also happens to be the only one that can unseal the scrolls."

Dr. Smith turned towards the two women holding scrolls, "The scrolls you have are probably part of this, but there's no way to tell for certain without Nara. You can, if you want, leave the scrolls here and ignore this mess or you can come back once she's been retrieved and find out if your scrolls are actually.. children. Like Aya over there." Nervously he waited.

Listening quietly, having heard some of Dr. Smith’s story previously, Guinevere continued to bounce her daughter lightly against her hip as she waited an answer from Aurora. With all the excitement and revelations it was possible that the naga’s question had gone unheard, and if that were the case then the woman would simply wait patiently until either Aurora responded or until Aya resumed her demanding and insistent struggles. Out of the corner of her crimson eyes Guinevere watched as the mysterious figure located the Island they had manage to discern from the mis-matched collection of ancient tomes and scrolls; attention shifting back to Dr. Smith and the other women as Mr. Mysterious stalked off.

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Cyn helped herself to a seat, considering no one had been considerate enough to offer her one, narrowed orbs watching the banter and discussion with barely concealed boredom and disinterest. The retelling of some long past history proved to be mildly more exciting up until the point that it was mentioned that the scroll’s would eventually emerge into children; being from that point onwards a source of rapidly growing anger. The ghoul despised children. They were noisy, messy, demanding, annoying, and expensive; and the list continued on. Having already been saddled with five children against her will, not to mention the child growing within her (something that she had also not chosen), Cyn was hardly impressed that a worn piece of paper could also eventually develop into a child.

With her expression having darkened several notches, Cyn lips pulled back from her teeth as she prepared to hand her scroll over and be done with this entire affair – but then she stopped, face remaining dark but appearing to become thoughtful. The scroll had be given to her by Orpheus, the vampire that had been responsible for transforming her into a ghoul, a man that was already silently critical of the way that she was raising the triplets and her interactions with her two older wards. Perhaps giving her this scroll was some sort of test? Some twisted opportunity for her to make ‘amends’ in his eyes for the ‘mistakes’ that she was already committing? Or some way to justify cutting her off from her blood supply? Inwardly growling, Cyn grumbled from between her teeth – “I shall keep mine also”