Information
Coye the Noctou
Maximilian
Legacy Name: Maximilian
The Cream Irion
Owner: Mary
Age: 14 years, 8 months, 1 week
Born: July 15th, 2009
Adopted: 14 years, 8 months, 1 week ago (Legacy)
Adopted: July 15th, 2009 (Legacy)
Statistics
- Level: 208
- Strength: 520
- Defense: 521
- Speed: 519
- Health: 520
- HP: 515/520
- Intelligence: 394
- Books Read: 389
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Lead Librarian
Historian
You find yourself headed to a new town on a horse-drawn carriage with all of your belongings packed into a small, brown leather suitcase. The town is quaint and filled with various shops. They are all different sizes, all different colors, and have a general feel of homeliness. You intend to check all of the shops out in due time, but there's only one on your mind for the present. The carriage stops in front of a brick building and helps you down. You thank him and offer him a tip.
Immediately upon entering, you find yourself knee deep in books and papers and almost manage to knock over several piles. There are several desks around the shop. Most are littered with piles of paper that almost seem endless, except for one empty desk. The shop’s keeper does not notice you at first, for he is immersed in his writing at the desk with the biggest pile. When he does finally notice you, however, he quickly scuffles over to greet you.
"Hello! You must be my new assistant. Just arrived in town?" He doesn't wait for you to answer. "I am Maximilian Eldridge. As you can see, you have your work cut out for you! I've been getting along fine as the town's historian here for years, but I am a tad... disorganized. That's where you come in!"
You glance around the room once more as the man pauses. Disorganized is a bit of an understatement.
"You must be tired. Follow me! Your quarters are just down these stairs here," he says as he motions to a staircase in the corner. "I hope you will be comfortable there. The upstairs quarters are my own, you see, as the basement quarters would not provide any light for my work during the day."
You follow him down the stairs, carrying your suitcase with you. The basement room is vast, but only occupied by a small bed, a bedside table, a wardrobe, and a lamp. Until your host flicks on the lamp, the only thing lighting the dank room is the sunlight spilling down the staircase. The ceiling is littered with cobwebs, and the floor is covered in a layer of dust.
"It's been a while since anyone's been down here. I suggest a good sweep before settling in. There are a few extra blankets in the wardrobe."
You take a few steps to your bed and drop your suitcase upon it. You wheel around to ask your host where to find a broom. Instead, you find he has disappeared up the steps again, and a broom is beside the entrance to the stairs. You let out a long sigh and get to work.
By the time you finish sweeping the floor, sweeping out the cobwebs, and beating the dust and dirt out of the mattress, you start to unpack your suitcase. In the wardrobe, as promised, you find a pair of worn out blankets. The first is a quilt of red and white, with some of the squares of red fading to pink. The second is a dingy gray and moth eaten. You decide the red and white would serve and place it on the bed. You feel your eyelids begin to droop. Without even unfolding the blanket, you allow yourself to fall into bed and drift to sleep.
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Early the next morning, you roll over onto your back and rub the sleep from your eyes. You try to tame your hair as you stumble up the stairs onto the main floor. Peering around, you find no sign of your messy host. You start to rifle through the stacks of papers on the closest desk, curious to see what events could possibly occur in such a small town to amass so many records. Many of the smaller scraps were newspaper clippings.
You hear a rustling in the far side of the room and jump, scattering a few of the clippings to the floor. Maximilian lets out a hearty laugh as you scramble to the floor to retrieve them.
"My apologies! I am so used to being the only one here."
To be continued.
Pet Treasure
Magnificent Magnifying Glasses
Classic Pirate Ledgers
Darkglen Campaign Scenario Book
Black Inkwell
Blue Inkwell
Pylot Feather Quill
Calabash Pipe
Ornate Jewelry Box
Heavy Magnifying Glass
Pocket Magnifier
Old Magnifier
Map Display Board
Handy Atlas
Bundle of Old Maps
Spirited Pirate Map
Island Pirate Map
Riverside Pirate Maps
Desert Pirate Map
Arctic Pirate Map
Sea Charts
Dangerous Pirate Map
The Book of Rreigns
Freyalise Ledger
Wooden Ledger
Book of Ancient Traditions
Journal of a Lost Explorer
Book of Treasured Secrets
Strapped Book
Steele Shengui Guo Misty Windpeaks Sketch Book
Old Family History Book
Pile of Treasured Tomes
Legend of Rictus
Leather-Bound Book
Shengui Guo Spirit Offerings
Ancient Codex Scroll
Erdoo Tattered Scroll Piece
Obsessive Manual
Discarded Sketches
Letter of Traitorous Origin
Unopened Letter from Jules
Case File
Box of Evidence
Box of Love Letters
Airman Tattered Photo of the Sky
Unkempt Schematic Parchment
Incomprehensible Opera
Mining Permit
Unholy Pages
Torn Instructions Page II
Misplaced Mission Details
Fairy Tale Color Plate
Doubled-Over Scrap of Paper
Ragged Scrap of Paper
Creased Scrap of Paper
Crinkled Scrap of Paper
Wrinkly Scrap of Paper
Folded Scrap of Paper
Scrawled Note
Ballroom Property Manager Note
Gen. Ecks Flyer
Crumpled Paper
Torn Instructions Page III
Atebus Rumor Report
Paper Scraps
Torn Instructions Page I
Unholy Pages
Hastily Made 2013 Calendar
Tattered Opera Program
Vernons Torn Journal Page 5
Vernons Torn Journal Page 4
Vernons Torn Journal Page 3
Vernons Torn Journal Page 2
Vernons Torn Journal Page 1
Hazard Map
Sunflower Slow Drag Sheet Music