Oct 21, 2018 9:19 PM
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A Rebecca lands in Scriven
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"Thanks."

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"We should probably set up some defenses, just in case. If you can read a castle into existence, there might be people around who'd do worse things."

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"I think it's just me but I guess there could be somebody else I wouldn't've noticed."

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"You're probably right, but you never know. I don't think we have to be too paranoid, but I'd like to at least set up a perimeter of bell trees."

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"What's a bell tree?"

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"Silver trees that have little bells instead of leaves. They never grow larger than a sapling. They like people and ring their bells whenever someone passes by to try and get their attention."

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"Awww, that's cute. I have to read it though, I can't just say it..."

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"If the library has a field guide to unmoored mountains, we should be able to find a description."

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"The library's organized really weird. I've never been in one before but I bet normal ones aren't like this."

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"They really aren't. The best libraries are organized numerically by subject material. The last time I was here, the librarian took pity on me and gave me a compass that pointed me towards the book I wanted."

 

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"I don't suppose that's written about anywhere."

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"Not unless it made it into my book?"

Glen checks. It apparently wasn't notable enough. 

"But other people would've had the same problem."

Glen makes her way over to the librarian's desk and starts opening drawers. 

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Rabka goes to help. "What'd it look like?"

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"It was palm sized and silver," Glen says.

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Rabka will find a bag of them tucked away in the bottom of a drawer, hidden under a poorly drawn map and a pamphlet on proper wing grooming.

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"This them?" she asks, holding up the bag.

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"Yeah! Now we just need to figure out how to activate them."

Glen takes one and turns it over in her hand.

"I wish there was a standard set of rules for designing magical artifacts, but people just use whatever they happen to feel like at the time."

She tries several obvious commands, including ordering it to lead her directly to a book and listing books' titles. It doesn't react.

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"Magic is super different here than at home."

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Glen runs through a dozen other possible wordings. The compass remains inert. 

Glen sighs.

"Well, if it is tied to a specific phrase, I'm unlikely to figure it out."

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Rabka rattles the bag. "Are they all gonna be the same?"

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"Maybe not, want to help me try them?"

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"Sure, why not." She starts addressing the doodads.

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The first one she talks to starts humming in her hand.

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"It's doing, uh, something!"

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"Try telling it to point to something?"

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