After a rather strange meeting upon his entering of Arlathan, Revas had taken the time to wander and while he knew he intended to be here a few days, he would not linger too long. Still shelter for a few nights and at least one secured meal was enough for now, the majority of his belongings now left warded within the room he'd purchased. He did not need much of his travel pack to roam the expanse and finding some of the pathways were familiar to his memory of them helped wonderfully. As much as others might marvel at the architecture of such a place, frankly he had seen better created before his very eyes countless times and while those only visiting looked on in awe at what they saw, the elvhen slipped through the streets with an intended destination in mind. He had learnt a lot along his travels, of new cultures, races and kinds of people. Some ever so curious and others outright hostile whenever he went to offer what help he could as a mage, but there had to be records dating further back then recent memory. Most he'd met thus far were short lived species and thus could not provide him a broader perspective that he'd so often sought out in his youth.
Besides, it wasn't as if he could just go ask Feredir. Nor would he have wanted to bother the other with such pointless questions suited to a curious spirit more than one with a body. Let alone the fact that he wasn't sure if he was- no. Setting that thought aside, the few spirits within the city were kind enough to point the way, when he discovered that what he was after, was in fact not in the same place as it once stood. Getting inside was not an issue and the mere atmosphere almost overwhelmed him as he entered, how many centuries had he spent curled up in such places as a much younger man? So many and now here, he fully intended to find out just what knowledge had survived the veil being raised, and had even more been lost when it had been lowered again? Or had more simply been laid out upon a page instead? Only one way to find out and that meant he'd be here for quite a while. Oh well.
It was only as he was about to begin his search, that a book went flying, not into him thankfully but past his line of sight. The barest hint of a frown marring his features for a moment, such wisdom was not to be carelessly tossed about, and he wondered who was childish enough to do such a thing. In a place suited for study of all places. With a flick of his left wrist upwards, magic heeded his gentle command and a light breeze pulled the tome up from the floor and over into his waiting grasp. The title was not exactly what he was looking for, history of before the veil, of a time he knew very intimately but it was a good starting point to begin from. First he had to figure out what knowledge had been saved right after he had begun uthenera, the details would not be all here and he suspected had he the want to travel more, he could try to find the Vir Dirthara again if nothing came up here. But that would not help him now. Rather as his gaze turned from the tome in his hand to a figure moving nearby, he had to make the assumption that this was the one that had thrown it to begin with.
Elven certainly, but not of his people, though a mage if his aura were anything to go by and a frustrated one at that. At first he offered naught else by a raised brow to the other as he offered the book out of him, a silent judgement of sorts. Though if it would be taken seriously when he was dressed as a traveler and not one who resided here, he could not be certain. No harm in trying though.
Besides, it wasn't as if he could just go ask Feredir. Nor would he have wanted to bother the other with such pointless questions suited to a curious spirit more than one with a body. Let alone the fact that he wasn't sure if he was- no. Setting that thought aside, the few spirits within the city were kind enough to point the way, when he discovered that what he was after, was in fact not in the same place as it once stood. Getting inside was not an issue and the mere atmosphere almost overwhelmed him as he entered, how many centuries had he spent curled up in such places as a much younger man? So many and now here, he fully intended to find out just what knowledge had survived the veil being raised, and had even more been lost when it had been lowered again? Or had more simply been laid out upon a page instead? Only one way to find out and that meant he'd be here for quite a while. Oh well.
It was only as he was about to begin his search, that a book went flying, not into him thankfully but past his line of sight. The barest hint of a frown marring his features for a moment, such wisdom was not to be carelessly tossed about, and he wondered who was childish enough to do such a thing. In a place suited for study of all places. With a flick of his left wrist upwards, magic heeded his gentle command and a light breeze pulled the tome up from the floor and over into his waiting grasp. The title was not exactly what he was looking for, history of before the veil, of a time he knew very intimately but it was a good starting point to begin from. First he had to figure out what knowledge had been saved right after he had begun uthenera, the details would not be all here and he suspected had he the want to travel more, he could try to find the Vir Dirthara again if nothing came up here. But that would not help him now. Rather as his gaze turned from the tome in his hand to a figure moving nearby, he had to make the assumption that this was the one that had thrown it to begin with.
Elven certainly, but not of his people, though a mage if his aura were anything to go by and a frustrated one at that. At first he offered naught else by a raised brow to the other as he offered the book out of him, a silent judgement of sorts. Though if it would be taken seriously when he was dressed as a traveler and not one who resided here, he could not be certain. No harm in trying though.
I would suggest da'len, that if you wish to throw things around, you do so on items that are not public property that others may wish to use.
11-17-2023, 01:38 PM
