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Seeking Those Who Wish to Learn


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Torsun Goldhand examines the riddle that was handed to him by a certain Irongut.
Examining it, he raises an eyebrow at the set of numbers before him.

"Wot in Yemekar's name beh tis gibberish shoite?
Dunnae worreh. Woteva' tis shoite is, I will 'ave it solved by evereh worker an' smart brain in Kal'Darakaan.
I will 'ire an entire warehoose 'o deciphers to decipher tis CRAP."

The dwarf grumbled, pocketing the riddle for later use.

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Another Highlander, the OG and Original of the land that keeps them from the man that finds connections to penguins within his nature looked over the equations and the numbers before him as he tapped his fingers against the branch he was sat upon as he looked over it all. "Mhmm...2-1-24-19 7-7 24-8-22 18-25-23-10-19-12-12 9-9 24...Wait, simple?" He voiced as a idea sparks and he brings his pen down upon the parchment he had in his hand and begins to scratch, to cut, and edge the page over in several places and turned into into a maze and patterns by the time he was done. "Could this be it? Mhmm...wonder if Scoria already cracked this egg of a puzzle. Curious indeed!" He voiced with a warm hum and had his attention stolen by the 'yip!' of a puppy. The equation forgotten as he began to play with the baby direwolf, tickling its tummy and spoiling them with everything he had.

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A bored ame looks over the leaflet with an intrigued smile. "Well, it's been a while since I've seen one of these" she would hum to herself, pulling out a notebook and jotting the numbers. Taking herself back home, she sits and plays with the numbers as her own form of meditation. As she works, she casts her mind back to her old friends that might have enjoyed the puzzle back in the day and considers seeking them out again to reminice.

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After days of spinning red yarn over her walls, scribbling on paper, reciting the alphabet countless times .. Vinwë's eyes widen as the sentence began to make sense. "Talk to ..."  She continued writing. "Within ... Ask for ... " Her fingers dropped the piece of coal, holding the paper up as if it were treasure. And with that, Vinwë took her horse and headed North. 

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"They never said it had to be the human alphabet.." The human 'Lev', a man without his memories, looked around, unknowing where he could get ahold of alphabets of different languages.

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On 3/5/2022 at 3:08 PM, Aech Amberace said:

Aech smiles a bit, their interest sparking. They pull out a peice of paper and a quill, beggining to scribble different things down.

Amura sits down to read this and tries.. She grows increasing frustrated.. 

 

"Aech, what the hell does this say? " she barges into the clan hall asking her mother.. 

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A Lector ponders the question, finally solving the riddle through the utilization of help from Brother Harold, as well as a handy dry-erase board.  Packing his stuff, the pair head in the direction indicated.

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