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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Gwaihir" data-source="post: 2610180" data-attributes="member: 14487">RelsynShortly after the sun rises, Relsyn rouses himself from Bed. He spends a moment at the wash basin wiping the sleep off his face with the icy water and the rough soap. He then turns toward his morning devotions. Distracted by the staff, he struggles with the ritual prayers but manages his way through them. Calling Jewel to him, he heads down the stairs for a quick breakfast.Following breakfast, Relsyn picks his way through the city to the Church of St Macedone, stopping at a small stand to buy some shiny yellow apples (-2 pennies). Entering the Church he goes straight to the library, keeping his head bowed and eyes down as he passes through the large foyer."Good Morning, Foscil," Says Relsyn"and to you." Replies Foscil, "What are your plans for today?""I thought I'd start on cataloging shelf 19, at least for the morning, then I may sit down and work through the dissertation, looking for spots to insert information about the use of intelligence in the campaign. Have you found anymore references to the Markume' ?""No, " mumbles Foscil, his head deep in a large old tome while he scribbles notes on a small scroll to the side.Relsyn begins going through shelf nineteen, letting his mind clear and thoughts wander as it so often does while dealling with books--a kind of meditation. As he works, he sets aside a few misfiled books, such as The Training of Hippogriff Mounts and Hippogriffs in the Air,as he goes. His features evidence excitement when he comes across a book called, Spys and Spymasters. He notes the position of this book on another scroll and continues cataloging the shelf.At midday break, he wanders off to a nearby park for lunch.</blockquote>

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