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Author Topic: Expanding the Mind to Expand One’s Hope  (Read 149 times)

Description: Attn: Irina

Offline Cassius Decius

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Expanding the Mind to Expand One’s Hope
« on: Oct 08, 19, 04:56:35 PM »
Cassius had worked all night and into the early morning, only leaving the Silken Lady when the sunlight slipped through the blackout curtains within his room. His time at the Red Moon House had been busy as of late, many Aristocrats wanting to see what a Hayllian was like…up close. The Prince had not yet gotten used to the stares he received for his golden eyes and tanned skin, even after almost a year. He had spent his entire life in Hayll after all, within the households of the rich, so he had not interacted with an abundance of the short-lived. Even when he had been in Pruul, there had been those that looked like him. Here though, Hayllians seemed a bit rarer. It was fine to be rather exotic for clients, but in his daily life, Cassius wished he could draw less notice.
Especially if someone was looking for him.

After getting a few hours’ sleep, Cas discarded his tight leather breeches for soft loose brown pants and a plain white tunic that covered his arms. It was perhaps the most modest he had dressed in decades. Even Judiah might not even recognize him. The male did not want to offend any of the Priestess’ at the Conclave though, unsure what their customs were. He’d been told that the Priestess’ hosted vast knowledge about not only Dena Nehele, but also other territories as well. Cassius was hoping that buried in one of their books was some information about Hayllian Property Law, specifically fugitive slaves. If Cornelia or Aurav came for him, he wanted to be as prepared as he could. It wouldn’t hurt to ask if they had anything on Paternity Rights as well, but he thought that was probably a lost cause.

Walking through the streets, the Green Jeweled Prince in between the potholes and rubbish until the brick became more even and the buildings began to spread out. Couples in the latest fashions walked by and children darted in and out of bushes. It was a good part of town, one that Cas wished he could live with his daughter in. The thought caused his lips to set in a firm line before even that momentary flicker of emotion was washed from his face.

Walking up to the Conclave, a Priestess directed him to the adjoining library. The courtesan quietly pushed open the heavy wood doors and felt his eyes widen at the rows and rows before him, light pouring in from the cathedral widows. He had been in fine libraries before, furnished by the Hayllian Hundred, but they had never been quiet so big. How did anyone find what they were looking for here?

He had absolutely no idea where to start.

Offline Irina Groza

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Re: Expanding the Mind to Expand One’s Hope
« Reply #1 on: Oct 17, 19, 12:06:21 PM »
A kaleidoscope of colors danced easily across the library’s stone floors. Twin sets of stained glass windows with tints imported from Territories throughout Terrielle as well as sands from Pruul and Raej to manufacture the glass in Dena Nehele stood in glorious contrast to the once simple clear panes that they now replaced. The array of colored lights added whimsy to the room that she felt was once far too stark and cold. It changed throughout the day, adding to the shifting beauty of the historic building. The construction on the west wing of the library was complete with included new mahogany shelves that shacked from floor to ceiling along the walls as well as a private viewing section were older texts were afforded added security measures.  The entire structure was impervious to fires, floods and mold thanks to Black Widow Webs.

Irina glanced about the space. Long tables lined the center of the room where a few priestesses sat comfortably reading but her eyes darted to a gold foiled case with coffin glass that stood empty just beneath the magnificent windows.  Soon, the prized tomb of their collection would arrive and she would be granted the honor of encasing it. Of course, the Groza family, her family, had generously loaned the ancient text purchased from Hayll and drafted over a thousand years prior.  Irina swelled with pride at the thought of the opening.

Her darling niece and her husband Zamfir would be there to admire the culmination of so much work, time and dedication.  Her brother would not be,  nor would her father, but she brushed those thoughts from her mind and forced herself to refocus on the task at hand.  In her arms, she cradled four large books. Finding the proper location for the one she was holding she slipped it into its place before crossing the large room to bring the others to their respective homes.

She had just finished her task and was making sure that the tables were clean when the echo of old doors announcing a new visitor drew her eyes up.  The man was lost, or at least out of his element. He had the look that she hoped to find on most who entered the archives would have, especially when it was complete.  Glancing about she noticed one librarian speaking quietly to a patron. As the archivist, she was the gatekeeper for every last item in the library as well as the last word on policy.  The man turned and began to walk about, clearly unsure of where to start. The Librarian would not be done with her conversation and her own tasks were completed for now.

“Welcome.” Irina slipped behind the man and offered a polite smile. She was tall and lean, with dark hair gathered back behind her head in a purposefully messy twist that looked as if it took effort to achieve. Her cheekbones were high, lips full, but her eyes wish watched him thoughtfully were a vivid grey-green. “You look overwhelmed. A few are. We take it as a compliment considering the library is not complete. I am Lady Irina Groza, Archivist, how can I help you?”

Offline Cassius Decius

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Re: Expanding the Mind to Expand One’s Hope
« Reply #2 on: Oct 23, 19, 03:29:35 PM »
“Oh, hello.”

Cassius smiled at the woman who came to help him, bowing to her. He ran his hand through his dark black hair, one of his dimples showing as he spoke. “Cassius Decius. It is a pleasure to meet you.” He gestured to the library and the many shelves. “I am a bit overwhelmed, yes. I’ve been to some private libraries in Hayll, which are impressive in their own right, but nothing like this.” The more and more that he saw of short-lived culture the more he respected it. They created such beautiful things.

“I’m looking for books specifically about Hayllian property law.” He wondered if that was a strange request. He didn’t want to stick out any more than he sharp cheeks, golden eyes, and dark skill already did. “An acquaintance said the Conclave had been developing a bit of a Hayllian book collection, so I thought you might have something. Specifically property law involving slaves.” The collar of his shirt was hiding the scars around his neck, so hopefully she didn’t connect too many dots from that.

He kept his other interest, that of books on paternity, to himself for now. If Cornelia or Aurav asked around about him, he didn’t want to send a trail of smoking red lights up for them. “I don’t quite know how this works. Do I pay someone to look at such books?” His cheeks reddened, a handsome hue. He didn’t want to offend anyone because he didn’t know the culture of the territory yet.