Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150926134001/@comment-24736819-20151001015045

"Ah! Carden, me boy!", the Innkeeper greeted the half-nude nord once he stepped into the Bannered Mare, "Seems to me you encountered some bandits along the way, huh?", he chuckled, mocking.

"Oh? Nah, nothing like that... I did encountered a fire-breathing dragon. He ran into me and the princess having fun in his lair. Wasn't pretty.", Carden replied and made signs with his hands mimicking some rude gestures.

"So, will you play this night for us? The lasses would love it...and so would my pocket.", the muscular Innkeeper smiled.

"Not sure, perhaps...we'll see.", with that the young nord headed towards his room. Once inside, he unfolded the clothes he was carrying and allowed the books he stole to fall onto his bed.

"A good day of work. Time to do some reading...", and read he did. All of the six rarities he retrieved augmented his knowledge about different things, two of them were recipe books containing the secrets of the argonian cusine, one was a tale about two brothers who hunted monsters all around Nirn, another one spoke of potions and ingredients and the remaining two were journals of an adventurer who braved dwemer ruins in Morrowind.

He finished them all in an hour or so. Carden knew what he needed to do next and went to find his pack. In there, he fished for the cloth-wrapped book he carried everywhere and started unwrapping it.

The Nameless City was its name and Carden loved to remember that, after all it was his and no one else's. He revealed the Black Book, the tome which he used to visit the Library, and carefully placed his hand over the cover.

"Beautiful.", he said before slowly opening it and allowing himself to travel through space and time into the Library of Infinite Knowledge.