A library was, perhaps, the purest expression of the search for knowledge. Pages upon pages and volumes upon volumes of knowledge and information stored in a way that would transcend time itself, so scholars and everyday learners could echo through the ages to teach someone in the near or far flung future. Simple words on paper, stored and categorized so that anyone could access them and drink from their font of the mind. The only danger being the degradation or misinterpretation of knowledge by those reading or transcribing. The only thing that would be better would be to actually sit down with the ghosts of everyone who wrote the books in some kind of conference.
With the necromancy option off the table for him, Orion took to using the library as it was intended: By picking out the books by hand and reading them by eyeball(s). There were so many things to know, and he did not know where to begin.
The history of Manta Carlos island?
Newspapers regarding recent world events?
Delicious cake recipes?
Spell books so he could actually follow through with the whole "talking with ghosts" idea?
Maybe he could research whatever the hell Delise was and what her deal was!
All subjects seemed equally interesting and worth investigating. So Orion chose to find books on all of them or only partially related to them or had nice shiny covers. Such rigid selection criteria resulted in a comically tall stack of books that attempted to walk on two legs for the nearest table or table-like surface. The paper-based tower weebled and wobbled and came very close to falling down several times, until Orion got distracted by yet another interesting looking book and dropped the entire thing with a huge THUD as he went to pick out yet another book.
With the necromancy option off the table for him, Orion took to using the library as it was intended: By picking out the books by hand and reading them by eyeball(s). There were so many things to know, and he did not know where to begin.
The history of Manta Carlos island?
Newspapers regarding recent world events?
Delicious cake recipes?
Spell books so he could actually follow through with the whole "talking with ghosts" idea?
Maybe he could research whatever the hell Delise was and what her deal was!
All subjects seemed equally interesting and worth investigating. So Orion chose to find books on all of them or only partially related to them or had nice shiny covers. Such rigid selection criteria resulted in a comically tall stack of books that attempted to walk on two legs for the nearest table or table-like surface. The paper-based tower weebled and wobbled and came very close to falling down several times, until Orion got distracted by yet another interesting looking book and dropped the entire thing with a huge THUD as he went to pick out yet another book.