I am making up a lot of stuff about High Rock now. Forgive me. ----
Vilkas couldn’t concentrate on his book. Ariella had been so excited about the books on dragons she seemed to have forgotten entirely about the beastblood. The conversation before they settled into their books had been easy and relaxed yet in the silence, a lone with his thoughts his wolf wanted freedom.
Having Ariella behind closed doors, just the two of them was an… attractive idea. One the man liked yet the wolf liked even more.
The wolf wanted control and Vilkas had been staring at the page containing the beast for the past few minutes.
“So what’s the Library of Daggerfal like?” Vilkas blurted before he could help himself. He had been relaxed when they were talking before, perhaps talking would relax him now.
“Uh, big, I suppose.” They both laughed, Vilkas’ albeit more strained. “Well what do you mean?”
“I don’t know, seeing all those guards makes me wonder what it’s like.” He heard her book close and lowered his own.
“Have you ever been to a library before?”
“Not really.” Vilkas admitted, she seemed a bit surprised yet the answer was to be expected.
“The Library of Daggerfall is a bit different to other libraries anyways.” She smiled at him and Vilkas felt a blush rising in his cheeks. “Everything in the Library is under lock, key and magical wards. Any books to be transported are taken with a scholar usually accompanied by a few guards. We have books covering everything, from all over the four eras.”
“Wouldn’t with so many books things be hard to find?”
“Everything is sorted by topic then by date. We also have a catalogue book, well books, that detail everything we have.”
“The Library seems fairly important then.”
“Well it is really. I don’t know how politics works here but in High Rock if the High King wishes to make a decision he seeks the counsel of a scholar who is an expert in the topic. Scholars are basically members of the Royal court, the Library is also connected directly to the Palace.”
“I think the only scholars I’ve ever seen are ones in robes that no one really pays attention to. They’re just kind of there and don’t really seem to have a part in, well, anything.”
“I have noticed High Rock is different when it comes to things like that. We don’t even wear robes.”
The statement surprised Vilkas. He assumed any intellects wore robes, mages did after all. “No robes?”
“We wear robes when we travel, for practical reasons but in the library and around High Rock itself we mostly wear formal clothes. Gowns, suits and such, I haven’t seen anything of the style here in Skyrim though…”
“Why’s that?”
“In case we need to make a court appearance. A whole lot a fuss for a whole lot of nothing if you ask me.” They laughed and a questioned itched in Vilkas’ mind.
“S-so do you think you’ll go back to High Rock?”
“Probably, it’s my home after all.” Vilkas picked up his book and opened it to a random page to hide himself behind. “You’d do the same, if you were stranded somewhere I’m sure you’d want to come back here, to the Companions, your brother. It’s not just the Library waiting for me at home but also my family. You'd like High Rock."
“Mhmm.” Vilkas nodded stiffly as he said that. He could feel a stinging in his cheeks and a pain in his chest. Of course she would want to go back to High Rock, he had been stupid for even thinking she would want to stay. He had been stupider for hoping and thinking she even had a reason to stay in Skyrim.
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Sleepless - Part 15/?
Date: 2013-06-26 01:22 pm (UTC)----
Vilkas couldn’t concentrate on his book. Ariella had been so excited about the books on dragons she seemed to have forgotten entirely about the beastblood. The conversation before they settled into their books had been easy and relaxed yet in the silence, a lone with his thoughts his wolf wanted freedom.
Having Ariella behind closed doors, just the two of them was an… attractive idea. One the man liked yet the wolf liked even more.
The wolf wanted control and Vilkas had been staring at the page containing the beast for the past few minutes.
“So what’s the Library of Daggerfal like?” Vilkas blurted before he could help himself. He had been relaxed when they were talking before, perhaps talking would relax him now.
“Uh, big, I suppose.” They both laughed, Vilkas’ albeit more strained. “Well what do you mean?”
“I don’t know, seeing all those guards makes me wonder what it’s like.” He heard her book close and lowered his own.
“Have you ever been to a library before?”
“Not really.” Vilkas admitted, she seemed a bit surprised yet the answer was to be expected.
“The Library of Daggerfall is a bit different to other libraries anyways.” She smiled at him and Vilkas felt a blush rising in his cheeks. “Everything in the Library is under lock, key and magical wards. Any books to be transported are taken with a scholar usually accompanied by a few guards. We have books covering everything, from all over the four eras.”
“Wouldn’t with so many books things be hard to find?”
“Everything is sorted by topic then by date. We also have a catalogue book, well books, that detail everything we have.”
“The Library seems fairly important then.”
“Well it is really. I don’t know how politics works here but in High Rock if the High King wishes to make a decision he seeks the counsel of a scholar who is an expert in the topic. Scholars are basically members of the Royal court, the Library is also connected directly to the Palace.”
“I think the only scholars I’ve ever seen are ones in robes that no one really pays attention to. They’re just kind of there and don’t really seem to have a part in, well, anything.”
“I have noticed High Rock is different when it comes to things like that. We don’t even wear robes.”
The statement surprised Vilkas. He assumed any intellects wore robes, mages did after all. “No robes?”
“We wear robes when we travel, for practical reasons but in the library and around High Rock itself we mostly wear formal clothes. Gowns, suits and such, I haven’t seen anything of the style here in Skyrim though…”
“Why’s that?”
“In case we need to make a court appearance. A whole lot a fuss for a whole lot of nothing if you ask me.” They laughed and a questioned itched in Vilkas’ mind.
“S-so do you think you’ll go back to High Rock?”
“Probably, it’s my home after all.” Vilkas picked up his book and opened it to a random page to hide himself behind. “You’d do the same, if you were stranded somewhere I’m sure you’d want to come back here, to the Companions, your brother. It’s not just the Library waiting for me at home but also my family. You'd like High Rock."
“Mhmm.” Vilkas nodded stiffly as he said that. He could feel a stinging in his cheeks and a pain in his chest. Of course she would want to go back to High Rock, he had been stupid for even thinking she would want to stay. He had been stupider for hoping and thinking she even had a reason to stay in Skyrim.