Haeron pushed the door open but something behind it was blocking it
and a few more light pushes didn't seem to help. She leaned back on
one leg and did a violent kick at the door which caused it to fly
open with a brief sound of clattering items.

It was clear. It was abandoned.

She took a few steps in, covering her mouth from the flying dust.
Whoever ran this library had abandoned it many years ago. The entire
room was dark and was covered with a thick layer of gray dust that
one would never have known it used to be colorful.

"Hello?" she stupidly called out, knowing she'd not get a response.

Templeton shifts slightly, "To New Orleans so
easily, my dear I have tried to no avail. NO, no, I
insist on a visit to Rivermoon when we can. No rush,
besides a snack, would you like to join me in dinner
perhaps, or even" smirks "or break fast with me?"

~+~ Nicole absently takes a sip of tea,a sly
smile crosses her face."We can go to New Orleans as
soon as tomorrow,I can get us there quite
easily."Nicole's magick produces some danish for herself.....she
asks the doctor"would like something to snack on?"

"A magnificent city in the continent of Prytania,
a wonderous place of magic and fantasy, and now
that the Milkmoon Festival is happening, what we in
New Orleans would call Carnival- I wish this device
could lock in on the right pathos to get us there."
<br><br>Templeton reaches into his vest and pulls a pocketwatch,
looks at it and takes another sip of the port.
<br><br>" But tell me about you, start anywhere, I am
fascinated."

~+~ "I don't know if we are allowed to drink or
not,I was going to have a cup of tea though"a cup with
tea and a saucer appear in her hands.<br><br>~+~
"Rivermoon.......sounds beautiful"<br><br>~+~ Nicole opens the book she
had gotten and skims through the pages.

"Ah yes please sit, we have much to
discuss...such a wonderful place."<br><br>Templeton takes
another smoke, his cloak easing behind him, he takes a
look at his watch and smiles. <br><br>"Are we allowed
to drink here, m'Lady, I have a bottle of port which
I am sure you will enjoy."<br><br>Templeton takes a
tiny bottle of port from his satchel, the moment it
comes out of his satchel it begins to grow to normal
size. <br><br>"Some libraries discourage it, but the
one in Rivermoon encourages it, ah such a blessed
sister city to New Orleans!"<br><br>Templeton is
momentarily lost in nostalgia but quickly returns to the
present reality.

~+~ A smile crosses her face,"it's a great
pleasure to meet you m'lord"I will join you in a moment,I
wish to pick out a book before I sit down."isn't this
a truly wonderful place?"Nicole removes her
cloak,which is made from the skins of stingray and hangs it
on the nearest cloak rack,she then goes over to pick
out a book.Looking at them she feels like a child in
a candy shop,"oh it's too hard for me to decide,She
closes her eyes and picks the first one she
touches.<br><br>~+~ Nicole sits next to the Doctor,in all
honesty,m'lord,I can't remember where I have come from.

"Rather well, M'lady, a fantasy to the eyes to
see you here in this quiet library. Yet the volumes
speak like quarreling armies."<br><br>Templeton rises,
allowing his blue and yellow cape to rest on his
shoulders, he flattens his Victorian suit, and adjusts his
collar along with his satchel. <br><br>"Nicole it is a
pleasure, so rare to see someone so precious in my travels.
My name is Doctor Templeton, originally from New
Orleans, another time, another planet, on a long journey
seeking magical knowledge, and a group of adventurers for
the arena of the sage."<br><br>Templeton closes the
book he was reading and motions Nicole to sit at his
alcove.

~+~ Nicole enters.........."seeking knowledge,always seeking
knowledge."<br><br>~+~ 'Curtsie'......."m'lord, who might you be?My name is
Nicole,how ye be this day?"

"At last a place of knowledge, yet empty it
seems, is there anyone here? I am Templeton a seeker of
arcane knowledge, spells to barter and
offer?"<br><br>Templeton sees a row of books, picks a book called Arcanus
Rex sits in a private antechamber and reads, enjoying
his briar pipe and Dragon Well tobacco.

In a quiet dark corner of the library, reality
blinks and opens its eternal eye, a sphere emerges,
purple and black with streaks of white, a crackling
sound, like metal on metal, and the universe does not
react well to such activity. <br><br>A silhouette
emerges, that of a man, a cape, and it seems that the
figure walking down a cylinder. The shadow punctures the
thin membrane that separates realities, and walks upon
the floor.<br><br>The reaction displaces a table and
chair, and the tear in time vomits that form of a man
out. Tall, muscular, in a dark Victorian suit, with a
purple marbled vest, a large cape of purple trimmed in
yellow envelopes him, moving as if protecting him. A
staff in his hand, eyes closed goatee and black hair
streaked upon the sides. He trembles and rises from the
floor, looking about. <br><br>He exhales before he
speaks:

About 5'6", very overweight. It almost looks as
if he's holding an extra large beachball under his
suit. Any who has experience with someone in higher
positions would recognize he is a Lord. Lord Tei moved in
closer and looked around and takes a seat as he does.
"Quite a walk, indeed!"

you see a young beautiful werewolf looking aroung the room cautiously and
notices the comotion going on in the room

OOC: ::smirks:: You complain about no one posting but luck has it that you are
not doing the posting.

::looks startled as the cat disappears and appears elsewhere:: Not fair! That's
too high for me to reach! ::bites his lower lip before grabbing a shelf and
begins climbing::

"Oh certainly, but you have to catch me first!"
Goblyn grinned malisciously, and disappeared,
reappearing on a bookshelf right above Risk's
head.<br>"Hehehe, up here!" He called, taking his tophat off and
waving it.

::immediately, somewhere nearby, someone jumps the cat and grabs it:: Mine!
Mine! I get a talking cat!

((ooc: Lets face it, there won't be anymore posts until a month from
now...::sighs:: I've always had such bad luck with this board.))

A small shape materializes on a table nearby,
gradually solidifying. In minutes there is a cat creature
there, sitting upright, legs dangling over the table
edge. It's ears are gently curved, giving the
appearance of horns, a few tufts of fur poke out from under
the odd wizards cap it is wearing, and the creatures
eyes are just white, no pupil. <br>The cat is wearing
a vest and a gentlemanly tailed coat. It smiles at
the newcomer, showing sharp fangteeth, " Why, hello!
Are you new around here too?" <br><br>((ooc: Sorry
about all the descriptiveness. First time I've used
this char. and I had to provide a picture.))

::in walks a man who finds the shape of this building odd yet intriguing::
Librarian? Librarian?

OOC: No, it's just that there were none on the page... until I posted. Then they
appeared on the page again. ^^;; sorry about that!

Woah, what's the matter? Your posts aren't posting or someone is deleting them?

OOC: OK NO ONE IS POSTING! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD! I can't see any of the posts!
*cries*

[ Aw man! :( *sniffle* Ok... see ya later ]

I have to go, see you Monday!

it's safer to have more than one name in case
this happens. Damascus is also elvan_dmascus when that
happens. It's stupid yahell *smirks, thinking I'm talking
like an experianced player..I'm not!*<br><br>yes I'll
post what you say and reply to it.<br>you really need
Messenger

if it says "this message has already been submitted, you need to log in as a
different ID name *not an expert here but trying to help*

He stops, then laughs, "Sorry, the salve should take effect soon and your leg
will be numb for hours."

*says through bit lip* You're hurting me now...

Damascus shrugs and keeps working, stitching the tear shut with semi-experianced
hands. "You're safe here Xana. We don't want to hurt you."