Maea
And I hope that you don't suffer
But take the pain
But take the pain
Upon entering the Atheneum, lanterns light a path that leads from the well visited parts of the building and back through more rarely browsed stacks. A spiral staircase leading down below ground level guide ones steps through cool and dry corridors and open up into a stone-lined antechamber. There, a pair of heavy doors has been opened to reveal a series of rooms beyond.
The first is a large gathering room, choked with dust and interspersed with furniture that once would have looked plush and comfortable, but now only raise concern about allergens and moth infestations. Arranged around small tables where unwashed cups sit as if previous visitors simply left them there and never came back, the sitting groups all come within comfortable distance of a large fireplace, now choked with cold ashes and cobwebs.
Walking past the gathering area over threadbare carpets, a vaulted arch guide the way into an archive. The tomes and scrolls within these shelves look withered and dry with age, many in desperate need of care, cataloging and re-writing, lest the contents be lost forever. Dim light stream down from narrow window slits just beneath the ceiling, broken and with a yellowed tint from the layers of grime that cover them. Interspersed between the many shelves that line walls and take up most of the floor space a series of desks and chairs can be found, all filled with various tools of the trade such as ink, quills, parchment; all in various stages of disrepair.
On the right hand side from the archive itself, another room branches off. Beyond a carefully closed door lies an office, a study previously used by a former guildmaster. From a coffer within an angry buzzing can be heard, and the room itself with its many shelves, coffers, stacks of paper and the big sprawling desk shows signs of having been disturbed recently, by impatient hands who did not return anything to their intended places.
Maea waited outside the heavy doors for her volunteers to arrive. Lined up beside her were cleaning supplies, garbage bags and stacks of fresh paper, tools, new firewood and everything else one might need to restore the guildhall to its former glory.
"Welcome," she greeted with a warm smile when everyone had gathered, "to the Lorekeeper's Guild. Thank you all so much for coming. There is quite a lot to be done here before we can settle in properly, but between the five of us it should not be a problem, I think." She gestured fondly to the rooms beyond, so familiar yet so strange to her now, in their abandoned state.
"First of all, Amun and I discovered a paper wasp nest in the study when we were down here a while ago. It has been confined to a chest, and needs to be removed so that we can move freely. Secondly, a thorough cleaning of all the surfaces as well as the fire place is long overdue. After that, I need your help to sort through supplies to see what needs replacing, as well as to organize books, scrolls and papers, so that we can begin to restore and catalog everything and see what we have to work with in the future."
Pale eyes sought out and met the gaze of the others, each in turn. Then she brought her hands together, eager to begin. "Shall we get started?"
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This is a PQ to establish the Lorekeeper's Guild, and is focused on cleaning up and restoring the guildhall of the former Loreseekers to a functional state. Please pick a task upon arrival, and lets get started!
- Isla
-Nikolai
-Chaele
-Lilliane
Tasks:
1. Remove the chest full of Paper Wasps in the Guildmaster's Study. They are angry, so use caution!
2. Clean out the fireplace in the Gathering room and dust, sweep, wipe surfaces, remove cobwebs and check furniture for moths and other pests. It's a lot to do, so maybe help each other out!
3. Sort through writing tools and supplies in the Archive, toss out what is no longer usable and replace it with fresh stock. Many of the desks have hidden compartments, make sure nothing is missed.
4. Go through and organize the scattered books, scrolls and papers in all the rooms. Be careful of throwing anything out, as even scraps of parchment can hold invaluable information.
No post order!
The first is a large gathering room, choked with dust and interspersed with furniture that once would have looked plush and comfortable, but now only raise concern about allergens and moth infestations. Arranged around small tables where unwashed cups sit as if previous visitors simply left them there and never came back, the sitting groups all come within comfortable distance of a large fireplace, now choked with cold ashes and cobwebs.
Walking past the gathering area over threadbare carpets, a vaulted arch guide the way into an archive. The tomes and scrolls within these shelves look withered and dry with age, many in desperate need of care, cataloging and re-writing, lest the contents be lost forever. Dim light stream down from narrow window slits just beneath the ceiling, broken and with a yellowed tint from the layers of grime that cover them. Interspersed between the many shelves that line walls and take up most of the floor space a series of desks and chairs can be found, all filled with various tools of the trade such as ink, quills, parchment; all in various stages of disrepair.
On the right hand side from the archive itself, another room branches off. Beyond a carefully closed door lies an office, a study previously used by a former guildmaster. From a coffer within an angry buzzing can be heard, and the room itself with its many shelves, coffers, stacks of paper and the big sprawling desk shows signs of having been disturbed recently, by impatient hands who did not return anything to their intended places.
Maea waited outside the heavy doors for her volunteers to arrive. Lined up beside her were cleaning supplies, garbage bags and stacks of fresh paper, tools, new firewood and everything else one might need to restore the guildhall to its former glory.
"Welcome," she greeted with a warm smile when everyone had gathered, "to the Lorekeeper's Guild. Thank you all so much for coming. There is quite a lot to be done here before we can settle in properly, but between the five of us it should not be a problem, I think." She gestured fondly to the rooms beyond, so familiar yet so strange to her now, in their abandoned state.
"First of all, Amun and I discovered a paper wasp nest in the study when we were down here a while ago. It has been confined to a chest, and needs to be removed so that we can move freely. Secondly, a thorough cleaning of all the surfaces as well as the fire place is long overdue. After that, I need your help to sort through supplies to see what needs replacing, as well as to organize books, scrolls and papers, so that we can begin to restore and catalog everything and see what we have to work with in the future."
Pale eyes sought out and met the gaze of the others, each in turn. Then she brought her hands together, eager to begin. "Shall we get started?"
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This is a PQ to establish the Lorekeeper's Guild, and is focused on cleaning up and restoring the guildhall of the former Loreseekers to a functional state. Please pick a task upon arrival, and lets get started!
- Isla
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Tasks:
1. Remove the chest full of Paper Wasps in the Guildmaster's Study. They are angry, so use caution!
2. Clean out the fireplace in the Gathering room and dust, sweep, wipe surfaces, remove cobwebs and check furniture for moths and other pests. It's a lot to do, so maybe help each other out!
3. Sort through writing tools and supplies in the Archive, toss out what is no longer usable and replace it with fresh stock. Many of the desks have hidden compartments, make sure nothing is missed.
4. Go through and organize the scattered books, scrolls and papers in all the rooms. Be careful of throwing anything out, as even scraps of parchment can hold invaluable information.
No post order!
Hope if everybody runs
You choose to stay
You choose to stay
