Within the College

[Yuln 265]

*Yuln frowns at Ikur's strange appearance.* "Karin'Ayla... Have we met?"

[Mithradites 1168]

Seeing the familiar elf skulkin out of the darkness, Lucion turns to the figure and pulls his arms behind his back, raising his left eyebrow inquisitively. He pulls his chin up, but keeps his eyes square on the shadowy elf.

"I believe that is Mr Ikur, Yuln. Our mysteriously absent bartender. We had to hand over the inn to yet another elf for ownership. Quite the irritation."

Lucion scowls slightly at Ikur, half-turning away from him and towards the shelves once more.

[Goldd 126]

*you can hear faint screams from what seems to be under the gate echoing to the entrance of the library*

[Supremacy 3361]

Pauses for a moment. Hearing those screams he recalls the shriek of a goblin for a split second and approaches the origin of the screams.

"Hmm... Strange" He mutters to himself, searching for the source of the noise.

[Mercury199 86]

Kolyat's steps echo softly through the college adding an unsurprising and rather common undertone to the various conversations and interactions peppering the otherwise silent environment. But a moment he hesitates, the quiet heartbeat, the choice between isolation, or or his lliran. He dwells over the choice but a moment there, though hours after he chose to wander the college, meandering through the library appearing as carefree as the summer breeze, his thoughts in their winding twisting paths without fail returned to that same point. " Why did I chose to be alone ? " The words were as powerful as any blow. His utter disbelief at the fact that he had said such words made him shiver. But the point that weighed most heavily upon his mind, is why he had need ask them in the first place, but perhaps another could answer his concerns.

Blinking he swung his head around, a strange expectancy that a blow was ensuing unsettled him. He was alone completely alone, solitude, then softly broken by a soft hum, a careless lonesome thread, waving gently in the wind. This told him in words unspoken, how the solitude would not have to be shouldered alone. That perhaps there was yet hope. His feet followed the soft melody, as if along a path already know, and to it's end he went.

[Mithradites 1168]

Lucion glances towards Kolyat, looking the figure up and down. Raising his eyebrow and rolling his eyes, and pulls another book out of the shelf, and flicks its cover open.

"My word, it seems that the mali'aheral have inexplicably turned into Mori. I request that you all cease hiding in the shadows like those fungai-munchers and attempt some quiet and civil conversation."

Lucion flicks the first page across, and examines its contents momentarily before looking to the ceiling in a gesture of contemplation.

"For instance: Seth, how goes your wayward daughter? Does she still reside upon the isle of the lich?

He turns towards the whole group, and adresses them all at once.

"Furthermore, have you all read my latest tomes upon the nature of lightning, life-energy, and their artificial creation? I would appreciate some opinions from those with the aptitude to understand it. I am already aware that my work is ground-breaking, so you need not mention that."

[Samler 1565]

Seth sighs then Lucion speaks of the island Vallel lives on.

"She lives no longer on an island owned by a lich, but I would like to keep of that topic, and no, I have not read your books, and I am not quite sure if I will get time enough to read on it lately."

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.