Claude C. Kenni (
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sabra_la_antiqua2012-04-05 11:15 pm
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Who: Booklovers, residents and happenstance travellers
Where: Corehaven, Cepheus
When: Year 194, early fall
What: The Annual People's Faire of Lore and Learning, a.k.a. Nomus, a.k.a. That Week Where Books Are All Over The Place a.k.a. bibliowl mating season
[ if you happen to be visiting or passing through any Cephean town worth its salt this time of year, you're bound to find the main streets by the seeming flood and bustle of people and books, books, books everywhere. Tables and crates and stalls of every imaginable piece of literature that pen could set to paper, regardless of genre, length, age or origin; many rarely seeing the light of day for the rest of the year, or indeed at all. Bartering is as acceptable as payment in coin, with many a pair of well-loved tomes exchanging hands; and some owners are marked with a generous streak at this time of year, offering at times impressive spreads of the written word for no greater price than a promise of care and appreciation.
In the bigger cities the fairs extend for several blocks in all directions, in various parts of the city, open from dawn to dusk; and in the grandest of them, such as that of Corehaven, gaslight keeps some tables laid out, and opens others, throughout the night.
Flocks of bibliowls roost thickly in the eaves of buildings at this time of year, hooting cheerfully in the evenings. ]
Where: Corehaven, Cepheus
When: Year 194, early fall
What: The Annual People's Faire of Lore and Learning, a.k.a. Nomus, a.k.a. That Week Where Books Are All Over The Place a.k.a. bibliowl mating season
[ if you happen to be visiting or passing through any Cephean town worth its salt this time of year, you're bound to find the main streets by the seeming flood and bustle of people and books, books, books everywhere. Tables and crates and stalls of every imaginable piece of literature that pen could set to paper, regardless of genre, length, age or origin; many rarely seeing the light of day for the rest of the year, or indeed at all. Bartering is as acceptable as payment in coin, with many a pair of well-loved tomes exchanging hands; and some owners are marked with a generous streak at this time of year, offering at times impressive spreads of the written word for no greater price than a promise of care and appreciation.
In the bigger cities the fairs extend for several blocks in all directions, in various parts of the city, open from dawn to dusk; and in the grandest of them, such as that of Corehaven, gaslight keeps some tables laid out, and opens others, throughout the night.
Flocks of bibliowls roost thickly in the eaves of buildings at this time of year, hooting cheerfully in the evenings. ]
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why are we in this area at all
with all the pink books ]
[ FACE OF LONGSUFFERING ]
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What do you think of this one?
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Is my honest opinion what you really want?
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[ considers.... ]
You could probably spot it anywhere in a dark room.
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[What? She's a fan.]
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I think I've seen enough of them for a decent sample.
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[A questioning glance at the girl]
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I've been trying to show Tide here more books too. He's far too skeptical.
[...never mind the boy looks twelve, I won't correct this couple comment at all.]
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... You'll have to rely on her, I know nothing of these...
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No, no, it's quite fine, really...
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Oh, what about The Beauty and the Beastman?
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Ah, yes! A classic is always a good place to start.
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what do I
looks to one side and. claps a firm hand on the boy's shoulder ]
......actually I believe I saw something quite interesting over there that he might like we'll be back in a minute.
[ ATTEMPT: STEERING ESCAPE ]
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SURE WHATEVER LET'S GTFO]
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We'll pick out some good books for you both while you're gone. ♥
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[Waves. Hey, Tide can take care of himself. And it's getting him to trust more humans. =3]
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having navigated a sufficient distance (at least five tables away) from the ladies he lets go... and they're standing next to a food stall. The delicious smell of baked dough and meat coming from the baskets of pasties piled up on display. ]
[ s-sigh.... ]
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