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Travels in the New World

February 8, 2008

Last time, we finally found the library. Finally! I’m not sure how long we’d been looking for it. The detour to the floating island with Bollomb, the slightly insane fire spirit, our inprisonment there and our fight to liberate the islanders from the tyrannical rule of Traka and Anoda, took some time. Just our luck to pick the wrong trail of butterflies to follow. On the other hand, that trip taught us much about this mysterious magenta-coloured sea of air and how to travel in it. And we got two excellent new companions who joined our group from the Bollombi people.

But yes, we reached the library. The decomposing remains of the librarian were there. Although we’d been expecting to find him dead, it was still very sad. The Queen will grieve when she hears of it, and it is such an immense pity that we never got a chance to learn about the Westrings from him. I do not think there is anybody alive now who knows as much as the librarian did. What we had not expected to find was the troop of oafish guardians that the library had attracted; a tribe we didn’t know of (small wonder, since we know almost nothing of this part of the country anyway) and who didn’t even know about the Queen. It was fortunate that one of us had a brooch with a likeness of the librarian’s familiar engraved; that made them trust us enough to allow us into the library, and when we encountered the familiar and it acknowledged us, they seemed to accept our presence. They are very stupid, though. When they heard the librarian scream it didn’t even occur to them to climb up and see what had happened, because they had been told they couldn’t enter the library without his permission. Not that they could have protected him against what killed him, if what we believe is true.

The library itself is a marvellous place: huge, circular, lit by alehcmical lights and stocked with uncountable numbers of books. Surely we will find at least some answers here.

Tonight is my RPG night.

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