Discourse (Incomplete)

Fort Weyr - Library Archives
Surviving the ages is something that books are known to do, especially if they are left untouched for just as long. In this room, that's exactly what has happened. Put aside as trivial information or simply determined old enough to not impact present day life, these numerous articles stored in ceiling high shelves are the forgotten histories belonging to Fort.
Miraculously, the design of the room itself has prevented any of the books from damage. The rock base of which the room's foundation is actually one of the toughest rock known to man and cannot be surpassed by any creature living, while a layer of tiles of the smoothest stone gives this room a vibrant and mysterious appeal. The door itself on the room was sealed tight and allowed for a minimum amount of circulation, thereby preventing natural decay, although most articles may be brittle despite this. White marble has been used to create an insulating layer wall against the natural rock, giving the room an unnatural brightness and a enchanted atmosphere - while also giving it four distinct walls. The ceiling as well has been made smooth with an arching apex.
As for the books and mounds of information stored in this vault of information, the organization is clear. Books bound with hard covers are kept alphabetical in the towering skybroom wood shelves, where step ladders and scrolling ladders actually attached to the shelves move to assist a person in selecting a volume. The shelves are ornately carved, many crafted with a mastery none have ever seen. Meanwhile, scrolls have a sectional shelf where each scroll based on how they were itemized has a cubical square into which they are kept in. This shelf alone has over a hundred squares in which the scrolls stick out of. As well, any loose bits of information have been assembled in files that are stored in boxes along the back wall. Apparently, recording history takes up vast amounts of space and every where one looks in this room one would find a wealth of information. The ancestors of Fort live here.


A rainy autumn day means a morning spent inside isn't entirely unwelcomed. Unless, of course, one doesn't enjoy the offerings of an archive and library! On this morning, a Journeyman Harper is quietly walking the aisles, occasionally pulling a few scrolls and books and setting them on a nearby table. It's as if he's expecting company and that's not far from the truth! He's been "volunteered" into overseeing a small group of Candidates this morning and by small… only two (so far) and two who have Harper backgrounds. So of course the summons go to Beyrl and a younger girl, barely passed her thirteenth Turn in age and who looks none to pleased to be saddled with Craft-work.

In strides one of the Candidate, looking for he that summoned. Spotting Rayathess, he heads in a beeline toward the Harper. "Rayathess, a pleasure to see you this fine day." he greets as he comes up. "I have instruction to be under your tutelage. I confess confusion to the nature, however."

"Confusion in what way, Beyrl? You're an Apprentice and I am a Journeyman. Candidates often continue to pursue their Craft even while waiting for the eggs to harden. Lessens the shock of returning to your Craft should you… fail to Impress." Rayathess explains in a low tone. The other Candidate, the young girl, makes a soft noise of protest as well. "I'd rather be on the excursions…" She falls silent though when Rayathess gives her a look. "You'll have your chance, Telyn. Today it's your lot to have drawn duty related to your Craft." So he gestures to the table where he's collected a few items. "Though far be it if I bore you both to tears. I know it's not terribly exciting."

A wince, slight enough to be barely noticable, flashes momentarily across the expression of Beyrl at the mention of Impression failure, despite this possibility being realized a reality from the beginning. For his path shall always be one of a Harper, even if fully engrossed with that of dragonlife. Harper is a journey, one he follows in every aspect. He glances momentarily to the younger one, which is not recognized, before his gaze return to Rayathess. Upon explination (however abridged), he moves over to the table. "To what result are we to focus?"

Telyn remains pouty and more so when she sits down at the table and pulls one of the hides closer to her. She groans, "… transcribing old hides?" It's almost a whine and plead which goes all but ignored by Rayathess. "You've a steady hand and a good grasp on the script, Telyn. You'll notice that the hides I selected all relate to Candidacy in some way." It's a win-win! That seems to mollify the young Candidate and she'll settle to work. Beyrl however is just motioned to one of the free chairs. "Later I've some historical pieces for you to work on but for now… I want to check in to see how you're settling in. Weyrlife not too big of a shock?"

Beyrl watches with light amusement the other Candidate as she whines about the basic transciption. Pulling up a chair, he joins Rayathess for, apparently, discourse. "At first, I discovered it to be beyond expectation. Socializing abounds, and though this was a welcome discovery, it was the nature which confused. The mix of dragon and human, and.." Here he pauses for a pregnant moment. "a mating flight I had the, perhaps misfortune, to witness. I would not wish it change, however. I recieved not too long ago a companion." He takes out a sausage, and the sleeping firelizard upon his shoulder awakens to the smell, and peers around his head to peek at the food, and at Rayathess. "King is his name."

Rayathess tilts his head as he listens to Beyrl and has long since become accustomed to the young man's choice in speech. Taking a seat across from him, he'll smirk. "Weyrs are definitely more social and lax in certain… hmm… societal views. As you no doubt witnessed from the flight." Brows lift as the firelizard awakens and he chuckles dryly. "King? Earth title. Suits him, I suppose. You seem to have him trained well enough. Telyn… keep focused."

Log Incomplete — RL intervention! More to come later :)


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