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First Night at Steadfast Reach, take 2
I’m going to back up a bit to the night of your arrival at the plantation in order to do a bit of historical revision to work in the changes to the party roster.
After the human guests and the members of the household have retired for the evening, a hush descends over the manor. Eff Flat and ‘he has no name’ move quietly about the library. About half of the books are written in the Dwarven tongue and therefore incomprehensible to them. Of those that remain, most seem to be about history, economics, or agriculture. ‘he has no name’ finds, among several books concerning animals, a thin tome on dog breeding and care. Eff Flat notices a book that seems oddly out of place – “Planar Theory: A Student’s Primer” – apparently published by The Twelve in Korth.
Before Eff Flat can open the book, Xavier enters the room and looks absently at the bookshelves. He waves vaguely to the two warforged but does not speak, or look like he wishes to. He peruses the titles without actually reading them. A sound causes him to start and put one hand to his sword. He relaxes when he sees that it’s just Old Borden.
”I’m glad to see I’m not the only one who can’t sleep,” the old priest says genially. He addresses Eff Flat and ‘he has no name’ with a chuckle. “I envy you, my friends, that you do not have to feel the frustration of a body that needs to sleep with a mind that won’t allow it.” He turns his attention back to Xavier. ”I’ve always found that a short walk can be most helpful – the events of last night excepted, of course.” He winks at ‘he has no name.’ ”Would you care to accompany me, my young friend?” With a grunt that might be an assent, Xavier follows the priest out of the library.
With the humans gone, peace reigns once again. Dog, asleep under ‘he has no name’s’ chair, heaves a mighty sigh and rolls over. Eff Flat can now examine the book more closely. Much of it is given over to long charts and incomprehensible arcane notation. The rest is a basic description of the thirteen planes that are said to orbit Eberron in a metaphysical manner and their supposed effect upon the world. There is a bookmark on the section concerning Daanvi, the Perfect Order. The bookmark itself appears to be part of a page from another book – it’s a fragment of a recipe for pixieberry pie. Written on it in pencil are the words Merrit exp. – stone trv?
Around three bells of the morning, the storm finally breaks, with terrific violence. Eff Flat cannot help but envy the percussive power of the thunder. At times, the sound seems to fill the whole world. It does not occur to either of the warforged to wonder if the two humans made it back in before the rain started.
The book provides most of the information on the planes in the Eberron Campaign Sourcebook.
I’m going to back up a bit to the night of your arrival at the plantation in order to do a bit of historical revision to work in the changes to the party roster.
After the human guests and the members of the household have retired for the evening, a hush descends over the manor. Eff Flat and ‘he has no name’ move quietly about the library. About half of the books are written in the Dwarven tongue and therefore incomprehensible to them. Of those that remain, most seem to be about history, economics, or agriculture. ‘he has no name’ finds, among several books concerning animals, a thin tome on dog breeding and care. Eff Flat notices a book that seems oddly out of place – “Planar Theory: A Student’s Primer” – apparently published by The Twelve in Korth.
Before Eff Flat can open the book, Xavier enters the room and looks absently at the bookshelves. He waves vaguely to the two warforged but does not speak, or look like he wishes to. He peruses the titles without actually reading them. A sound causes him to start and put one hand to his sword. He relaxes when he sees that it’s just Old Borden.
”I’m glad to see I’m not the only one who can’t sleep,” the old priest says genially. He addresses Eff Flat and ‘he has no name’ with a chuckle. “I envy you, my friends, that you do not have to feel the frustration of a body that needs to sleep with a mind that won’t allow it.” He turns his attention back to Xavier. ”I’ve always found that a short walk can be most helpful – the events of last night excepted, of course.” He winks at ‘he has no name.’ ”Would you care to accompany me, my young friend?” With a grunt that might be an assent, Xavier follows the priest out of the library.
With the humans gone, peace reigns once again. Dog, asleep under ‘he has no name’s’ chair, heaves a mighty sigh and rolls over. Eff Flat can now examine the book more closely. Much of it is given over to long charts and incomprehensible arcane notation. The rest is a basic description of the thirteen planes that are said to orbit Eberron in a metaphysical manner and their supposed effect upon the world. There is a bookmark on the section concerning Daanvi, the Perfect Order. The bookmark itself appears to be part of a page from another book – it’s a fragment of a recipe for pixieberry pie. Written on it in pencil are the words Merrit exp. – stone trv?
Around three bells of the morning, the storm finally breaks, with terrific violence. Eff Flat cannot help but envy the percussive power of the thunder. At times, the sound seems to fill the whole world. It does not occur to either of the warforged to wonder if the two humans made it back in before the rain started.
The book provides most of the information on the planes in the Eberron Campaign Sourcebook.
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