Library Lounge

Kal enters the library. He is greeted by an eldely woman who acts as the Libraian. "Good evening sonny. I see someone can't sleeo without a good story. Take a look around, there is something here for everyone.". "Thank you." Kal bows slightly to the old woman and begins to walk too the shelves. He admires the rows of shelves that seem to extend forever and the multiple floors all filled with stories and knowledge. He explores a little, looking over the titales of dusty volumes and scrolls. He then comes across a map of the world, and a small leather bound book that lists known villages with small background histories for all of them. He decides this is intresting and takes both over to the lounge area, he sits in a big comfy chair near the lit and crackling fire place and unrolls the map on the coffee table before him. Then Sits back and begins to read. Every so often he will refer to the map.

A messanger comes into the library. Kal notices the new arrival but thinks nothing of it. The man of meduim build walks quickly over to Kal and holds out a scroll with his leaders stamp on it. "Instructions for you sir.". Kal takes the scroll and stands, the man prpmptly bowed and walked away leaving the library. 'Kal wondered to himself, "Why does no one like to read anymore?", the answer came from his sword, "Becasue in writting lies history, and you of all people know that is nothing that needs reminding of. Not all history or stories are glamorus.". Kal bowed his head slightly, "Too true you are." Kal then regared the scroll, giving it his full attention. His expression grew serious and he opens the scroll and reads it to himself. Once he is done he turns and tosses the scroll into the fireplace and watches the fire eat it for a moment. Once satisfied that the croll had been substantiolly eaten away he swiftly truned and took a step. Next thing the enrence door wass slowly closing, with a little snow blowing into the library.