StarHaven
16:45 hours
Tuesday, December (Suruan) 14, 498 CY
Participants: Allison, Smite, Crumble, Whisper, Rama, Glean, Kara.

Kara remains with Glean's unconscious body. She places her hangs on Glean's chest, closes her eyes, and Glean disappears. She then gets up and walks to Allison and Doc.
Even for a mega-social or rather, especially for a mega social, it is difficult to relate bad news.
"Glean is no more."

StarHaven
16:45 hours
Tuesday, December (Suruan) 14, 498 CY
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As time passes Doctor Chronos (i.e. the clone) takes his leave while Joe hangs around Allison and tries to keep a low profile. If he can get Allison alone he will ask her about the mysterious sword that was found on the "Thugs" who killed Lily, if he can get her along and he thinks he has the time he'll attempt to further examine the mysterious artifact she found. If everything stays fairly high profile he'll just stay in the background and watch things unfold.

Allison also keeps her head down...though the news about Glean hits her very hard. She'll do what she can to help Chronos, but the moment that Asche is free, she'll confer with him in private, even if it means interrupting her assistance.

StarHaven
20:00 hours
Tuesday, December (Suruan) 14, 498 CY
<!--coloro:#ff8c00--><span style="color:#ff8c00"><!--/coloro-->Participants: Allison, Smite, Crumble, Whisper, Rama, Glean, Kara.
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A few hours later, the crowd has mostly dispersed from the arena. There are a few dozen stragglers lingering around the arena reflecting times of old or simply hanging out in the stands with friends. It is a much changed scene than it was a short couple of hours ago when the raekes were ending. The Raeke master went on and on about Rama and Baron Thomas and how these 'nova' terrans are going to be a force to be reckoned with and that it was no wonder the terrans were where they were today. He implies that novas must be behind the terran army and this causes quite a rush in the crowd.

The rest of the Raekes that were planned for today were rescheduled for tomorrow as station inspection teams came in and secured the ceiling and stands. In a short time, everything is back to normal. The station repairs itself with what appears to be nano-technology, but it does seem to need coercion from the inspection and repair teams. They are wielding small devices kin to a "tricorder" and scan areas of damage and then it begins repairing itself.

Asche has finally made himself known and exits wherever he was. He and Allison no doubt politely sequester themselves away for a few moments. When they return, the team has already been given their own private apartment as guests of honor. This originates from the fact that they are friends of Rama; when they note that you are all together, they provide him not with simply a private one bedroom apartment but with a 6000 sf domicile with 6-7 bedrooms and pool. It is rather lavish and is complete with the Indian theme that would befit Shiva their self. {[Rama, take as much or as little liberties you desire in describing this.}} You are all showed to the apartment but are in no manner required to be there; they will call for Rama and Smite when the Lords are ready to see them. Its not until 20:00 that they finally do call. It has been nearly 2 hours since you all left the arena.

Tonya and Reaa visit with Chronos (Joe) and are very polite and charming but are in no manner appearing to be 'girly-girls' as they speak of the battles they are having with the dark-wielders (Knights of Lesture) and answer questions Joe might have on the orbs. It is during this conversation that the call comes for Rama. He is invited to an audience with the Lords of StarHaven and is told he can bring his friends if he wants. It appears the Lords are interested in all they can get in learning something about Nova's and they are being as tactful as possible about getting face time with any of them.

It is with that then that we are at the beginning of the meeting with the Lords of Starhaven. Rama and his company are brought to a grand chamber deep toward the center of the Station very near the arena. They are shown to a table much like you would see in a courtroom where the counsel would sit. Then the panel of 'judges', the Lords all sit in a semi circle around them.

The chamber is very impressive with all its adornments and statues of warriors and others circling the room. The technology of the station is displayed on one wall in the forms of flat screens and holograms showing various scanner readouts and such. The room is not designed to intimidate but it also not meant to place visitors at ease.

There are 27 Lords and they are all present save for 2. Their seats are behind a heavy desk atop a 2 step high raised floor. NO names are given but they simply all bow and greet you from afar. It is not until any speak that they tell their names. Among the Lords sits human, save for the fact that standing he is well over 10 feet tall. Another of the members has a blue tinged hair and 6 digits on each hand as well as two pupils in his purple eyes. It is he who speaks first as he introduces himself as Vlaan T'Viit of the K'ta'viiri. His accent is unidentifiable but his English is perfect.

"Thanks are in order first, you Rama and to Baron Thomas of York. We are in debt for your actions and we don't take our debts lightly. And forgive us for not accommodating you in another room, this is simply the biggest area we have that has the facilities we might need. Please relax."

"But before we go on I am told that there might be some things that you and your 'kind' might be in need of, something your searching for that we might be able to help with."

He pitches the word 'kind' as a question, implying the fact that they are very interested in learning more about Novas.

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StarHaven
20:00 hours
Tuesday, December (Suruan) 14, 498 CY
<!--coloro:#ff8c00--><span style="color:#ff8c00"><!--/coloro-->Participants: Allison, Smite, Crumble, Whisper, Rama, Glean, Kara.
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"Thank you Lord T'Viit for your kind words. We did only as we could in the service of others. As for a need that we might have, I would say that it is most true and it is a thing not easily asked. "

Smite attempted to look sincerely across the room of Lords. IT was difficult to be both sincere and pleasant, as their need was both pressing and serious. But he managed it with a certain quiet dignity.

"Our journey here has been a perilous, and I would not ask if there was not great need. We see access to the Library of Nomikos."

Each of the Lords looks at Smite and then at Rama and whomever else is with them. ON most of them, the expression of mild surprise can be detected. Vlaan looks the least 'upset.'

"You certainly are not accidental tourists here today; you know of what you speak and you know when to ask. Your timing and circumstance is just right is it not. It is almost as if the recent activities were arranged to set you in motion for this. Amazing."

Vlaan pauses a moment and looks at a couple of members of the 25 present. Then without further hesitation he asks;
"We will need a short discussion about that as we access systems to properly define your request to those of us who are not 'in the know' of certain things."
Those words cause the majority of the 25 to falter a bit betraying how few of them are really in the know. Or perhaos they are upset that Vlaan mentioned that they dont know enough.
"But in the mean time, might we inquire as to how you have come to know that name and place?"

StarHaven
20:00 hours
Tuesday, December (Suruan) 14, 498 CY
<!--coloro:#ff8c00--><span style="color:#ff8c00"><!--/coloro-->Participants: Allison, Smite, Crumble, Whisper, Rama, Glean, Kara.<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Joe bows to the assembled 'powers' and nods approvingly at what Smite has said. A bold and forward first move made by the man who the 'powers' saw in action and who they saw save StarHaven. Good, very good.

Joe bows again and spends a little juice (activate Persuader, Trickster, & Awe Inspiring)

<!--coloro:blue--><span style="color:blue"><!--/coloro-->"Lord, we lost one of us in the fight so our timing could have been somewhat better. From the way he went down and the fight, I suspect recent activities were arranged. We came across this location in our researching of Ba'laan. I have no proof, but I suspect his hand is ultimately behind what happened."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Rewind: Rama's composure is shocked to learn that Glean is no more. He regains it quickly but remains in a sober and introspective demeanor.



Rama kneels befor the Lords of StarHaven and bows his head all the way to the floor. Returning to seiza, he replies.
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"I did only what was necessary. Starhaven as neutral ground must remain inviolate."

"As to our timing I had no forewarning of the attack. It would seem however that the attackers were quite premeditated."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

<!--coloro:#4169E1--><span style="color:#4169E1"><!--/coloro-->"As to my "kind" as you say, I am a practitioner of medicine and have been searching for more efficient ways to understand maladies unique to our physiology. Perhaps Nomikos will give us some breakthroughs." <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->Vlaan leans in as if to get closer to the group.<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->“Thanks to you and yours Lord Rama; both for your actions our behalf and for your words. It is not often that one will act in defense of a stranger. Yet from what I read, you are all not strangers to that.”<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->“I am also sorry that you have loss, especially for the fact that he was lost in our station. We were made aware shortly after the attack, that someone accessed some ancient station systems as of yet untouched, and manipulated the air of this place in your favor. It apparently could have been worse if not for either your friend in a high place, or for your as of yet unknown patron.”<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

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<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->A woman who has of yet been silent speaks up, nearly interrupting Vlaan. Directing her words to the team, she adds details to Vlaans words;<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->“The calibrations and systems you mentioned being manipulated were not yet fully activated. The fight was over before you all could benefit by this stations lowering its inhibitiors in regards to your powers. This victory is all your own and don’t let anyone, especially us, trivialize this. You have done a great service here today.”<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->Her dark brunette hair is pushed back behind her shoulders as she finishes speaking.<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->“and for the record, I am in favor of helping them access the Nomikos Library.”<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

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<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->Vlaan is now sitting all the way back in his chair but both hands are motionless on the heavy plasteel long desk in front of him.<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->“Thanks Lordess Teresa. Your words are noted. IN the mean time, lets break and discuss further the details of their request.”<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->“Rama. Thomas. Joe. Thanks for giving of us your time. We shall send word to you of our decision shortly, say 60 minutes. You are welcome to stay or go, we will find you and inform you with further directions.”<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

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<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->With that, thanks and waves and bows are given as you are all politely shown out of the council room. Rama, Smite and Chronos find themselves in a empty hall way leading back by the main arena and back to the rooms. As they begin to walk away the council door opens and the brunette exits looking around as if for the group.<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->“Lord Rama, Smite. A word if I can.”<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

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<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->As the door begins silently to close behind her, another person exits this one a man and glances at the group then at the brunette.<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->“I stood with you as well and did not want to piddle around with details.”<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

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<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->{{The man is stoic and emanates confidence and strength seen often in royalty while the women is as beautiful as a baseline can be, emanates a nearly animalistic passion not often seen at all. One might even call it rage.}}<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

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<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->The pair stands waiting a reply from the group as they both approach the trio.<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

Smite follows, knowing that this was likely some sort of behind the scenes arrangement. Those were common enough in any government regardless of size. Once he had stepped in, he took a moment to consider the two standing before them and size them up so to speak. It would certainly lead to some problems if they were trying to provoke something or deal with them. That too could be called common.

"I think we can all appreciate candor. So what would you tell us?"

Joe nods at Smite and the two and gives a bow in greeting.

{Scan these two please}

StarHaven
22:00 hours
Tuesday, December (Suruan) 14, 498 CY
Participants: Allison, Smite, Crumble, Whisper, Rama, Glean, Kara.


Teresa meets the trio in stride and getures for them to turn and walk with her and her male companion.
"Lets walk. Please. Standing still and sitting in these meetings make me much to giddy and anxious."

After everyeon is walking abreast of each other, she says;
"My name is Teresa. You can call me Ter or Teresa but no Miss or Lordess crap if you want me to take you serious. And this chunk of meat next to me here is Fier {(Fear)}. Were both what you might call life time members here and have been here since StarHaven was discovered. Thats our backgrounds anyhow and all that should be needed for you to weigh us in properly."

Coming to a corner in the hall, she gestures to turn right. The Hall ends some fifty meters ahead and there is only one visile door about two-thirds of the way down the wide hall on the right.
"I am purestrain terran. I dont know if you know what that means so I will tell you. It means that my geneology can be traced back to about the twenty-third president of the United States. That ought to be a term you're familiar with. My line, my ancestors bloodliine has and never will be tainted with genetic altering or alien hybrids and this makes me and my kind special in the terran empire. I dont say this to imply that I am a bigot or posess prejudice towards you at all, quite the opposite really. I want to help you and I am well within my power to do so. And I want to help you because of both what you all did today and for the simple fact that you are closer to my kind than most terrans today what with bionics and cybernetics and such."

She pauses her talk a moment to pull out a small PDA. She glances at the readout that displays;
::Access code is Zx678NOM-9A23-JUX. I hope this works for you Terri. Were pulling for you.
You have until 2243 to use it and it will only open for ten seconds.::

The end of the hall is approaching but she slows a little and puts the PDA back into her lether vest pocket.
"Fier here is of a House that is sympathetic to our cause as he has some special ties with the human empire. But between the two of us, we represent 40% of the people that know the way to the Library adn thats where were taking you now. Do you have any questions or concerns aside from how you are planning to leave the Library and trust issues?"

She grins for the first time as she says the word 'trust' but walks on to just before the secured door at the end of the hall. She pulls her PDA out again and begins pressing and tapping on it as she awaits a reply.

Thomas suspected that she was not being entirely forth right. Yes, a politician being less than forth right, in other news water appears to be wet. That she had brought them there meant either she hoped to win support or gain from their success, or that she was setting them up in some manner. Either way, it would get them what they needed.

"I do imagine you know the paths back from the Library, so that sharing that would be helpful. It is also less likely to cause trouble for those who have sought to aid us if there is a way to leave quietly. As for trust, I wouldn't worry about that. There is no reason not to take you at your word and there are far less painful ways of committing sucide. "

StarHaven
22:00 hours
Tuesday, December (Suruan) 14, 498 CY
Participants: Allison, Smite, Crumble, Whisper, Rama, Glean, Kara.

Joe doesn't blink.

*Now that's interesting.*


Joe has thousands of questions, but none worth delaying a visit to the library. He says,

"Benjamin Harrison served with honor and advanced the cause of his people. Six states joined in his time and the United States became stronger because of it. Ter, Fier, you follow in his footsteps."

Teresa and Fier take the last few steps toward the door. Fier places his back tot he wall next to the door as Teresa inputs some data into her PDA and transmits it to a sensor in or near the door. After a rapid series of clicks and taps, an audible click and hum are heard.


Fier and myself are not going with you. We cannot. We are just showing you the way for now and you can go there at your liesure. Just pay attention to your path there and you should be able to get back."

She places her hand down and pushes the door open and steps into the darkened room.
"Come on in." Fier steps past her and gestures you all to follow.

Teresa lets the door shut behind you all and then fiddles around on the wall in the dark looking for a switch, a button that any of you with mega perception can see in the dark. After the row of hanging lights comes on a line through this impossibly large room is illuminated. The row of hundreds of lights hanging from nothing apparently, goes on for several hundred lights placed every 50-75 feet.

"When you were in the World Serpent last time, and I am assuming thats how you got here, you might have noted that some people are there for no other reason than to be there. Their just loitering around waiting for something. Well, many people are just waiting to hear that someone has been to the Library. Keep your mouths shut when you get back into the Serpent and dont show anyone the way back that you dont trust. And while you travel to the Library on the foggy path, pay heed the lights like these above you somehwhere in the fog."

She gestures you all to the hanging lights.
"Follow these and you will come to a pair of doors. The wooden one leads to the World Serpent. The heavy iron one leads to the path just outside the fringe of the world serpent. From your perspective once you enter the door, the direction to your right will lead to the Library and the left back to the Inn. You wont be able to come back here through this door though and the hanging lights showing your way back to the right path will try to confuse you; not all of them are lit and their not perfectly lined up on the path. Illusions will hide the true path there and back and you risk never being seen again."

Teresa places her hands in her jacket pockets.
"I'd advise researching the paths while you were in the library before you leave. Apprently no one has thought about that until it was too late. SO if you are all set to go, I wish you luck. These light will only stay on another 40 minutes so if you need some preparations, do them fast. Heres a way to contact me or Fier if you need once you get back."

She hands a set of crystalline disks to Joe.
"The red one is mine."

[The party knows a way back to StarHaven through the Inn.
Allison is presently not with you.]

Joe pays close attention to the instructions and committs them to memory.

Joe configures his eufiber to say "Remember to research the paths" on the front.

(OOC: If no one has any questions or comments I think we move out).

(mew...to where? With me? )

Library of Nomikos
Chronos, Rama, Whisper?, Allison, Smite, Rama

After notifying Allison of the update, she informs the team that she is only a few minutes away. After she arrives, and Fier and Teresa depart, the route to the Library is taken. The row of hanging lights is followed for about 10 minutes of walking time until a pair of doors is finally seen down the path in the huge ‘warehouse.’ Looking back, it appears that the lights have split into 3 paths and those paths split a few times each; the rooms seems filled now with paths of light branching here and there. None of the return paths can be determined so only the path forward through the doors seems feasible. {One with mega perception of 2+ could see the proper path and navigate back to the exit). The wooden door has as simple latch that lifts up, which Smite opens and enters first. The rest of the team follow closely behind.

At first, the room on the other side looks like nothing more than that. Another room. Chronos pulls the door shut behind the team and the white glare of reflected light fills the teams vision. The room fills with a fog and the walls fade away. Then the fog lightens allowing visibility of over 50 feet and a path can be seen flowing to the right and to the left. Following Teresas advice, the team turns to the right to begin the walk toward the Library of Nomokos. This time, the walk seems to be more than 30 minutes until grass can be see growing on the ground in sparse patches. It gets more and more dense until the grass on the sides of the rocky path seems to try to obscure the route. A rocky set of stairs down is the finality of the path. The stairs are placed in the side of a slope as if on a step hill and the bottom cannot be seen. Following the only route, the team finds their selves at the bottom of the stairs in a ring of stone boulders. Their arrangement is akin to Stonehenge but the 4 ton boulders are knocked over off their bases. Grass and vines are everywhere and the path ends here.

After a short discussion, its decided their must be a trigger of some sort to the rest of the path and the boulders must be restacked, which can be done in short order by Smite or another Mega-strong member. Once the last boulder is properly positioned atop its base a breeze kicks up and the smell of ancient parchments and wood overwhelms the teams senses. The light dims and the temperature drops drastically until it hovers around 40 degrees Fahrenheit. The light fades to near darkness and a ceiling materializes in the shadows above the team. Shelves and rows of shelves begins forming out of the darkness and the grass and vines fall back. The circle of rocks fades away and the shelves, now full of books and scrolls, are surrounding the team as far as they can see. The team is now standing in what might be the center of a vast dimly-lit library of ancient times. Walls cannot be seen in either direction, much like the World Serpent Inn. The breeze settles and the parchments settle leaving the team in a musty, near freezing room.

There is not a sound in either direction. Once one of the team moves out of the center, the light of the Library increases slightly and down various rows can be seen remnants of dead ones. Skeletons, decayed clothing and packs, even the bones of what must have been a horse are seen. In one of the skeleton gatherings, they are piled up around a fire. They seem to have gathered themselves in a larger hall at the end of a row of books and used books and scrolls to burn for warmth. This row seems to be spaced from all the rest and there is over 20 feet from the next rows where all other rows are spaced at about 8 feet apart. There are over a dozen dead ones, all well over 100 years old by Chronos’ affirmation. All seem to have been trapped here.

Further looking around reveals scrape marks on the ground where other seem to have moved the shelves around. Moving some things around near the center of the room also reveals a 2 meter diameter circle of very small and intricate runes carved into a circle of 5 circles within circles that all slide and line up with clicks. The runes are oddly in some ancient language of earth, maybe Egyptian hieroglyphics than Rama or one of the mega intelligent members can read. There is a symbol for a number of subjects followed by more subject and adjectives and it appears that the series of interlocking circles is in fact the Library directory. Once a series of clicks are done and the center of the circle stood in, an ephemeral sphere of light appears and begins moving to a particular book or scroll. The first book is on gardening and how to grow a certain hybrid rose, which Allison might have an interest in but offers nothing of real value for the teams search.

{{It will take about an hour for Rama or Chronos to ‘decode’ the interlocking Librarian. After that it will take awhile to fine tune the circles to a topic your looking for. It was originally discussed that you would look for the entrance into Ba’alt so you could go tell Ba’laans people what he’s doing. It’s theorized that his people would not agree 100% with what he’s been doing and act. There are however a numerous amount of other things you might decide to look into. You have all been away from Starhaven now for over 2 hours.}}

The first thing Joe attempts to look up is "help for using this facility" which may have pointers and warnings about using this place. Something got those dead people trapped here.

Assuming there are no warnings against it, 'Joe' tries to use his senses to determine the age of various books and the library itself. He also attempts to determine whether this is the way the library really looks or is it just how his mind interpretes it (q-scan a scroll).

Then he really bears down and gets started, looking into the paths, Ba'laan (history, weaknesses, strengths, current activities), Cin (ditto, for reference purposes).

While they work on decoding, Allison looks around a bit...staying close to the group and listening to her inner feelings, to see if she can sense dangers or whispers of the future. Once the books are accessible, she tries to find a book by visual reference...comparing them to the tome she saw in her vision.

Allison wanders the books, feelign around here and there. Occasionally she needs to step over a corpse or a pack from someone left times past. She is searching for a needle in 12 haystacks but in about 30 minutes she stops almsot with a gasp in front of a shelf of books. Most in this area are covered with a small layer of dust, the book she looks at however looks as if it ws just placed on the shelf. No layer of aging dust is on it and it even cracks when opened betraying the virgin spine.

Meanwhile, a light breeze has turned up. Very Light. But enough to turn pages if left unbound and the smell of wet earth and grass among the aroma of fresh rain wafts in. The breeze seems to be coming from the 'right' side of the Library but investigation in that direction leads only to rows and rows of books. The endless rows grow on forever and seem to go on without limit if one follows a path of shelves. Only occasionally is there cut in the path leading to the row right adjacent.
Following this path into the light breeze, also leads to another pair of lost stragglers. Long dead, their clothing is disintegrating. One of the corpses however still graps a thin tome in his lap. The books title is undiscernable and the scribbliing inside is alien. It looks like more of a log or diary than an actual book.

A new book? How was that possible? No one had been to Nomikos in...well, for a long time.

Allison reaches out to take the book off the shelf and checks the first few pages for a title and table of contents.

(Summary of topics in the ToC is fine. :))

Smite will keep pace with the rest of the group and doing what is needed. More than anything he is concerned about them being ambushed. He believe that the others can certainly take care of any information gathering that needs to be done.

"Joe" finds some books, looks them over, and then starts reading out loud,

"First up, the Library itself..." Joe comments, "Not a hard system to break but also not very user friendly. Let me guess, someone who was powerful but dumb objected?"

Joe pauses and comments,

"So we may need to cause a disruption in the library’s order of things to get Nomikos to show up. Let's how up to date we are, this next one is about Cin."Joe comments again, "So she's on ice, good for us. Now for Big and Bad." Joe says,

"Not much... but that gate to his homeworld being here is interesting. Maybe there's some details is associated subjects which got through."

Joe attempts to research "Iruar Lords", "Ba’alt", and the gate to the same, i.e. how to access it. He also attempts to research various parts of the Ban and it's enforcement to see if there is anything new there.

Joe finds the same lack of information on the "Iruar Lords" and "Ba'alt." It is as if Antlio deliberately left this information out. The information simply states that Ba'alt is where all life and all existences formed and it is run by 'uncaring' and unconcerned entities.

The information on the Ban agrees with the theory that it is now integrated into the very fabric of space/time and is considered a law akin to gravity.

Lack of information on how to access the gate is probably frustrating and might make it easier to disrupt some things.

Although Doc never grumbles, Joe does so at the lack of results. He says,

"I perceive a content filter at work here. Wait, assume that's correct..."

Lost in thought Joe continues to research, next he tries looking up how the library filters things and where that information goes, then he tries to look up what Broc was, i.e. how to use Truenames. That thought leads to the idea of researching the orbs (Joe is an old hand at this one so he could quickly decide how fruitful this is likely to be), and then 'how to contact Nomikos without trying to destroy the library'.

There are some books obviously missing, once Joe reveals the pattern in which the library is set up. The books mentioned in Brocs history, the ones on TrueNames, are no longer present. Their not in the right spot anyhow and their not revealing themselves at this time. What is foind on the orbs is quite a bit of detail not nothing really new compaed to what Joe knows. The only thing of note is a unsupported rumor that the Incarnates, once seperated from their blades, are said to imbbue their wielders with a sum of powers of quite a few Iruar. Antlio theorizes that one Incarnate is a peer in power to Ba'laan but using them in concert could lead to new masters of this reality.

Joe is deep in thought absorbing the books, as is Allison at the time that the breeze picks up and some new voices can be heard. Off in the distance comes the sounds of over a dozen voices calling for a Newton.

"Newton. Newton! Can you hear us? Are you allright?" Comes a voice from afar.
Then a lower voice; "He cannot possibly be alive anymore Rina, its been nearly 11 years for us."

The conversation continues and the various muttering and speech becomes undiscernable.
Smite however is able to find what might be determined as an 'end' to the Library. The mists similar to the edges of the World Serpent Inn is thich here and the voices seem to come from beyond the mists. In that same area, through the mists, can be barely seen the dark outline of the stonehenge-like crop of rocks that surrounded the Library.

Joe gives a long sigh and says,

"I could stay here for years. They actually have something new about the orbs. But there's definitely an upper bound on how useful this is going to be. Content filter is with us."

Joe checks up on Alison and the others to see if everyone is done and ready to move on.

(OOC: Find Weakness Roll on Disrupting the Library's operation. The plan he's considering is just running around halting time for important chunks of things.)

It will be a matter of time, frankly, until Joe and Allison are able to descramble a way out. I wanted to make sure all were set and ready and had looked at what they wanted to before we moved on.

Joe yells back,

"Hello the seakers of Newton. Are you lost in here?"

From outside the sounds of the calling stop. Mega perception would allow the sound of astonished gasps of unbelief. The sounds of calling are coming from within the fog to one side of the library. As one ventures down a certain row, Smite has measured out about 250 yards to the end, the fog seems to dissolve the rows of books. The Library seems to be in the middle of a cloud that even mega perception cannot peer through, with its rows of books running outwards like the spokes on a wheel until they dissolve into the mists.

"No, We are outside, in the fields near the town of Dusmin. IS Newton with you or do you know of