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Sleepless - Part 74/?
Date: 2013-12-21 10:59 am (UTC)The scholar raised an eyebrow at him, “Nothing will happen to your books, they’re probably safer in the Halls of Jorrvaskr than here in all honesty.” With the Civil war going and Whiterun being in the middle of it all, Ariella was right.
“I’m still not lending you anything. You’re not the Harbinger.” Farengar had not moved since Ariella entered the room. He was leaning over a map, staring at her.
“If I really have to I’ll get a letter from the Harbinger himself and show it to the Jarl. I don’t think the Jarl will be happy if I have to disturb him with such a trivial matter.” Farengar considered her words and finally pushed away from the map he had been studying.
While he fussed with the shelves Ariella walked over to the desk and looked at the map he had been studying. It was a map of Skyrim that had a few markings on it. While the wizard busied himself with looking for the book Ariella looked at the marks carefully, feeling an odd sense of déjà vu.
“Ah, here it is.” Farengar announced. He walked over to the desk and placed the book onto the table, it was an old worn book but that wasn’t what had Ariella’s attention.
“What are the markings on this map?” The crosses were made with red ink and had some dates scrawled next to each. There were a few lines through some of the dates and new ones had been put under them. There also seemed to be descriptive features written around them.
“Ah, yes. These are where there have been reports of Dragon Sightings.” The wizard seemed much happier talking about his work. He went to turn the map around so she could see it the right way up but she placed a hand on it to stop him.
“These dates and descriptions?” She looked up at him.
“The approximate dates that the Dragons were sighted and what they looked like. The reports are always conflicting though. Sometimes people claim the dragon is made of bone or as black as the night or red or brown or green, sometimes with horns, sometimes without. There’s no consistency, I wish I could just see one with my own eyes.”
Ariella was positive she knew where she had seen similar markings before.
“Do you sell maps?” She asked after a moment of silence.
“Of course.”
“I’ll need two.” The wizard went to fetch her the maps and she went to the other side of the desk. She read the dates and descriptions.
“Here you go.” Farengar could see the woman’s mind working. He knew she was a scholar and clearly she was a good one. He was also fairly certain that she was the Dragonborn. There had been whispers about the Dragonborn being a member of the companions, and while the gossip was a bit confused on who it was she honestly made the most sense; at least to Farengar it made sense.
“Do you have a quill and ink I could use?” Farengar wouldn’t let just anyone copy his work. He knew she would put the information to good use, sometimes you had to swallow your pride.
He gave her black and red ink. She worked quickly, quietly and neatly. Her handwriting was neater than his, which was not something the wizard encountered often.
As Ariella wrote out the dates she had a feeling they should mean something to her, like they were important.
“I need a copy of the lunar charts and copies of the reports of dragon sightings.” Farengar did not like to be ordered around and would have protested but her tone didn’t really give him the space to. He pulled out the many letters he had received and put them on the table. He gave her paper and she wordlessly copied them out. She wrote quickly and didn’t even seem phased by the scrawl some people called handwriting.
“Thank you for this. I’m sure you understand how important this is.”
“I think I have to expect that the Dragonborn with be more of a Dragon expert than I’ll ever be.” She blushed a bit and smiled before thanking him one last time and leaving for Jorrvaskr. Her arms were full of scrolls of paper and she had the book Kodlak had asked for. She certainly had a lot to think about now.
Re: Sleepless - Part 74/?
Date: 2013-12-21 05:51 pm (UTC)Re: Sleepless - Part 74/?
Date: 2013-12-21 11:26 pm (UTC)