It was time, Aonghas had told himself, to seek out the white-haired Sage. The offer had been brought up before and had been so easily hand waved, but it was now that the misplaced blond decided to actually carve a life out for himself here in Caido. And so this is why he found himself slipping through the stacks of the Athenuem without a care. With a new season upon them he had been out of the loop with the gathering for Fiat Lux, and with no real care about how those festivities had ended either. Nor had much attention been paid to the aftermath of the ousting of Wessex as monarch. His attempt at integrating with this place only got him so far, for now it was time to focus more on himself, as had suited him before his portalling here.
Aonghas liked the Atheneum however. The tomes offered a comfort in the scant knowlege they would offer him regarding the eccentricities of Caido and he was happy enough to lose himself within them. It was something new to him too, to have the preference of learning from the writings of predecessors than from their spoken words. That was easily chalked up to him feeling smaller in this world than he had ever felt before. So rubbing elbows with Gods, demigods and sorcerers or those of that ilk when you no longer held the same weight wasn’t easy.
Once set on making his way to the Loreseeker’s Guild to find its Provost, Aonghas stopping short when something large and dusty caught his eye. He gingerly lifted the tome from its housing in the stacks with the intent of having just a quick scan of it before returning to the mission he had firmly set in his mind.
Jigano
Aonghas liked the Atheneum however. The tomes offered a comfort in the scant knowlege they would offer him regarding the eccentricities of Caido and he was happy enough to lose himself within them. It was something new to him too, to have the preference of learning from the writings of predecessors than from their spoken words. That was easily chalked up to him feeling smaller in this world than he had ever felt before. So rubbing elbows with Gods, demigods and sorcerers or those of that ilk when you no longer held the same weight wasn’t easy.
Once set on making his way to the Loreseeker’s Guild to find its Provost, Aonghas stopping short when something large and dusty caught his eye. He gingerly lifted the tome from its housing in the stacks with the intent of having just a quick scan of it before returning to the mission he had firmly set in his mind.
