[Undeniable Interests]The Search for Knowledge (Jaq)

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[Undeniable Interests]The Search for Knowledge (Jaq)

Postby Weyliss on April 28th, 2010, 7:26 am

Spring 39th, 510 AV
Undeniable Interests, Syliras

-loved and lost.
-Won, that which was.
-I live with regret, and I have let the animosity pour out of this bleeding heart. Let me be clear, as opposed to dramatic. I have loved, and I have lost. Taken from me, her soul found refuge, not in my arms, but in the stillness of death. An eruption, not only my own, but from all of the world around me. I won that which was lost. I silenced the pain, I silenced the agony. Yet in doing so, I silenced the hope, I silenced the voice.
-Unforgiven.
-In my endless rage, I poured out my hatred, my agony, my pain. Onto a world that could not possibly hold onto such things. Yet like a dam, my brother stood in its way. The torrent diverted, my siblings banished me to this place. For I am the unforgiven.

Act IV, Chapter XIII, Line IIV, Ivak's Regret. As written by Ptolomix, Grandrie, playwright and entertainer.


Weyliss set the book down. Looking up, he realized he had lost himself. He was in a small shop known as 'Undeniable Interests'. It was quite dirty, and as he turned his head, he could see numerous dusty shelves, covered in all manner of things. Rare and exotic items, spell-books, and various other oddities. The famed owner was out on business, and had left a woman by the name of Marie, in charge. She was a thick woman, and carried a rather 'motherly' look about her. As if realizing the young man was eyeing her, the woman looked up.

"Was that book what you where looking for?"


Weyliss grinned.

"I think so, ma'am."


Looking down at the shop's small counter, she slowly re-arranged some papers, licking at her thumb in order to flip the pages faster.

"Mhmm. Not much left from pre-valterrian. Most of it was passed on through word of mouth in the caves, but... some bards, and playwrights decided to put together those tales in a series of books. They are quite old now, but you are holding the fourth book in the series, containing the plays and such that they planned on doing as part of a tour."

Weyliss smiled, looking down at the book. He had been feeling something as of late, and couldn't quite pinpoint it. He felt... odd. As if maybe he was in the wrong place. It was something he couldn't shake. Instead of dwelling on it, he decided to look up information on Ivak, and his killing of Sylir. The playwright had spun a rather romantic view, and Weyliss sincerely doubted a monster such as Ivak could have feelings, but... he tried to keep an open mind. After all, if such a creature could love, and hate, then surely he could feel remorse?

Weyliss was snapped out of his reverie as Marie slammed a rather large, brown tome onto the counter. She looked up, noting Weyliss' surprised blinking.

"Mhmm?"


"N-Nothing. Might I ask what book that is?"


Smiling, the woman pushed the tome to the side.

"Not entirely sure, that old perv told me that it was going to be bought. Strange, Ive seen this book sitting in the back of the shop for months. Then, this young upstart of a wizard barges in here, and starts looking about. Wearing a sword and a golden eye no less? I mean really. Well, he asks for a spell book, and apparently this here tome, tells the smallest of a smidgen's codpiece about glyphing. Silly stuff if you ask me. Wouldn't work in a thistleblower's arse if ya ask me. Not that you ever do. Apparently that silly young duffer is coming to pick it up."


Weyliss couldn't help but smile.


"... you.. ah.. certainly have a way with words m'am."


Snorting, the woman moved to behind the counter, and started rummaging through a desk.
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Postby Jaquise Emittere on April 28th, 2010, 6:51 pm

Jaq stood in front of the bookstore and wondered if he should hold his breath before entering. Rumors had it the place was so dusty it looked abandoned, expect for the very changing stock they carried of course. Had the book he not found the book he was looking for in there, he would have avoided the place all together and not just because of the shape it was said to be in. A man entering the store can be seen as perhaps one with odd interests. A golden-eyed sword wielding man with pale skin entering the store could be easily recognized as a wizard and perhaps maybe even recognized as Jaquise Emittere.

A chance run in with Dominac at the bazaar had brought Jaq to the store. Jaq had been looking at a book called "The Art of Glyphing" by some obscure author. He had been about to pay for it when the old man had walked by and pointed out to Jaq the book was a fake. The owner of the book sputtered for a bit before admitting he had not had the book authenticated. With a curse Jaq dropped the book and turned to thank the old man. Dominac said he had a real copy at his shop, and the author's name had been spelled wrong on the fake. Jaq couldn't help but laugh at his own good fortune and asked if he could purchase the book. Dominac had nodded and said to come the next day and pick it up. He'd have it ready for a simple 30 gold mizas. Before Jaq could try and haggle the price the old man was moving on.

So here he was, standing in front of store so full of memories for him even though he had only visited it once wondering why he was standing there gawking like an idiot. With a confident stride and a less the confidant feeling Jaq opened the door, stepped into the shop, and immediately began coughing as the cloud of dust lifted of the nearby items and swirled around the room. Perhaps he should have been more gentle with the door.

It was a few moments before the dust in the air subsided and Jaq was able to stop. Looking up he saw a person in front of him holding a book that looked rather familiar but whose name escaped him, and a round motherly women behind the counter staring at him. With a surely smile Jaq looked to the man with the book. "Sorry about that. Didn't mean too kick up so much dust." Jaq turned his attention from the stranger to the women behind the counter. "Dominac said I can pick up a book today. Its post-Valterrian, simple looking writing, titled 'The Art of Glyphing'."
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Postby Weyliss on April 29th, 2010, 12:05 am

Weyliss had just moved to place the book on a particular shelf when an explosion of dust and wind filled the small shop. Twisting mid-cough, Weyliss looked over at a particularly overdressed individual. Sword, pale skin, and flashy clothes. The golden eye caught his attention as well. Wouldn't it be simpler to get a look-a-like? Obviously blending in wasn't this individual's idea of a good time.

At the offered apology, Weyliss simply nodded. For his own part he was dressed in his standard white-tunic, green pants and steel-toed boots. As he waited, the young man rolled up his sleeves, noting Marie's expression.


"Of course ye' would. Gots' it right here. Would you like to look it over before buying? Simple 30 golden miza's if not."


The woman seemed to be completely absorbed with a rather old looking ledger, and she talked as she scanned it.

Weyliss moved over, placing the old book, Tales of the Caves back on a nearby shelf. He had decided to buy it another day. As he did so, he noted the other man's sword. He vaguely remembered the lore behind them, but had never seen one up close. They where particularly hard to make, and usually required a special request to the blacksmith. Not to mention the training involved in using them properly. They weren't made to just swing about, to use one well, he remembered his old tutor mentioning balance and technique being especially important. As he looked, Weyliss couldn't decide if the man was wearing it for protection, or panache.
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Postby Jaquise Emittere on April 29th, 2010, 1:00 am

Jaq nodded, "If its not to much trouble." Jaq opened the large book, careful not to get in the way of the woman's reading, and began leafing through the pages. It certainly looked real. The descriptions on the various glyphs on a few of the pages were detailed, the manner in which to go about drawing them in depth. As he got to end of the book he noticed on the back of the last page a note scrawled neatly on the back.

'Jaquise, a gift for your 19th birthday. The time has come for you to learn a bit of magic on your own.'

Your father, Sergane Emittere


Jaq couldn't believe it. Not only was this authentic, it had once belonged to his fathers collection. Jaq had sold it along with the rest of his father's collection without ever realizing it was meant to be a gift for him. Gently closing the old tome, Jaq reached into his jacket's pocket and pulled out his coin purse. After counting out the 30 pieces Jaq picked the book up and opened it to the note again. Feelings he had not felt in years began to bottle up inside of him, threatening to burst into tears from his one good eye. Jaq took a few deep breaths, ignoring the irritation all the dust caused for him, and calmed down enough to think. Perhaps Dominac had more of Jaq;s old books. If that was the case, he had to talk to Dominac, see if there was anything else of his father's in the shop. "Excuse me mam, would you happen to know when the old man might be returning from wherever it is he has gone?"

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Sorry about the letter bit. The funny thing is I've had something like this planned for a while for Jaq finding a Glyphing book. Rather a good bit of luck you brought it up in this place. I hadn't heard of this place yet and was stuck trying to figure out where to do it. Is it a bother for you to have a brief mention of it?
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Postby Weyliss on April 29th, 2010, 4:22 am

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Not at all. :)


Marie looked up rather haughtily after accepting the gold pieces, eyeing the man with clear irritation. Whatever was on the paper, must have been important. However, she softened up as she studied her latest arrival.

"Well...he should be back by tomorrow, but if you want to find him right now, you might find him near the center plaza."

Pausing she looked down, and the next was spoken almost under her breath.

"...at the nearest brothel no doubt, dirty ol' codger."


Looking down, she started to leaf through several more papers.

For his part, Weyliss was dusting his pants, off, and moving to leave. Pausing, he drew something out of his pocket. It looked to be an old, briar pipe. Rather cheaply made, it already showed quite a bit of wear around the bowl. Instead of lighting it, or filling it, the man simply chewed on the mouth piece, savoring the taste as opposed to anything else. As he did, he scanned the nearest shelf. He was really only here to clear his head. Being that there was company, he assumed it was time to leave. Moving for the door, Marie looked up and gave him a short bark.

"You leavin? I better not hear about you heading to that filthy old bar. If I have to lock up shop early agai-"

Weyliss gave the woman a lazy smile, intending to do just that.

"Bye Ma'arm."

Giving an exasperated snort, the woman eyed Jaq.

"Might try, early morn tomarrow, unless you would like to look at something else?"
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Postby Jaquise Emittere on April 29th, 2010, 11:54 pm

Jaq most definitely needed to think about what he would do. If he came in asking for more books or items with the previous owner being Sergane, Jaq might draw attention to himself. After all, why would be interested in books specifically owned by that one person unless he had a relation to him. And the gods new that though he didn't hate his father, it would be best if Jaq were never connected with the man again in Syliras. Even if the knights had forgotten him, and Jaq doubted they would not remain vigilante against a possible threat, the widows that resulted from the accident would surely remember.

Only two things were certain. Jaq wouldn't know until tomorrow what the situation was, and until then the only thing that could help him was a pint of cheap ale.

Book in hand Jaq turned to the stranger. "You happen to know of a bar nearby do ya? Mind showing me the way? I could sure use a drought of ale."
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Postby Weyliss on May 1st, 2010, 3:50 am

Weyliss had to turn around to address the other man, as he was already halfway out the door when he spoke. A pouch of tobacco in hand, he looked to have been about to fill the pipe. Blinking he gave the stranger a grin.

"Aye, an more then a few. But, if your lookin' for real, honest to Sylir ale, well, that requires a stallion."


Stepping out the door, the young man found himself back among the white city. The shop was built into one of the mighty city walls, and wasn't near anything in particular. Withdrawing a pinch of tobacco from the pouch, he started to dab it into the pipe bowl. He spoke over his shoulder as he waited for the other man to emerge.

"Also, coincidentally, the Stallion is about the only place who'll look past a bar-tab. I tell you, some bartenders think that their brand of sauce is straight from a god's tit."


Replacing the pouch at one of the criss-crossing belts around his waist, he drew forth a set of matches from under another, and turned to light it on the wall near the door.
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Postby Jaquise Emittere on May 1st, 2010, 6:05 pm

"Who knows? Perhaps one day someone will find a bartender who's not all talk and the swill he's selling ain't all piss. The name's Jaq."

With his name Jaq also offered his hand, gloved in a grayish black cloth. Its one thing to have to look at his sickly pale and scarred skin, its another to have touch it. Despite what had just happened to him, Jaq found himself liking the man. He was a decent enough fellow it seemed. And he could read, which probably meant he was smarter then a great deal of the blokes Jaq dealt with. Already that meant he was an improvement. And he knew of a good bar. Jaq couldn't help but smile at that.

"The Stallion you say? I have yet to visit a bar with such a name. Lead on then. Perhaps Ovek and Kelwyn will give truth to the words the bartender speaks today."

They were common enough gods to pray to as a mercenary, right up there with Dira and Kihala. One dealt with luck and gambits and the other dealt with lost causes. Depending on the job a mercenary might end up praying to either or. Should the man recognize the names, he might be part of Jaq's crowd, the seeder people who deal in things like violence. Perhaps his choice of words were a bit obvious, but Jaq couldn't help but fishing for a little information. Habit, caution, fear. Call it what you will Jaq was still alive where others in his career were not.
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Postby Weyliss on May 2nd, 2010, 9:38 pm

Weyliss blinked as he took the offered hand. He recognized this man, Jaq. Shaking the gloved appendage, he offered a heartfelt smile.

"You can call me Weyliss. If you don't mind me saying...You look familiar."

He paused, looking the man in the eye, before blinking and leaning back, sticking the newly lit match into the pipe bowl, he sucked on the mouthpiece. Turning away, he exhaled the smoke after a long moment, speaking to Jaq out of the corner of his mouth.

"Oi, never heard of the Rearin' Stallion? Fine place. Fine place. Follow me freind, I'll show you the way."

It took a second more for Weyliss to place this man, he was a hired sword. It had clicked when he mentioned the gods. Kelwyn. He vaguely remembered searching for treasure in the company of a Dhani, an Akalak, and this fellow. He couldn't remember much else however, and decided to let it rest.
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Postby Jaquise Emittere on May 2nd, 2010, 9:56 pm

Jaq to recognized the fellow before him upon hearing his name. Weyliss was the only other human who had worked a job a while back. Quite hard to forget really, considering the magic cave and what not. Weyliss did not pursue the topic though and Jaq took that as a int to let it lie. Indeed that had been a difficult day. At least he new now that he could relax a bit in the man's company. He hadn't stabbed him in the back then when there had been money and treasure at stake, he probably wouldn't now that there was little to gain.

So it was that a comfortable silence settled between the two until they reached the place known as the stallion. It was immediately clear why it was referred to as the Stallion, as the image one the sign could be mistaken as little else. It seemed a bit quite at the moment, but Jaq had enough experience with bars to guess that perhaps it's usual customers were seen more commonly at night.

"Cozy little place isn't it?" With a smile a the prospect of good ale Jaq opened the door and entered the building. The dimly lit room he was greeted with wasn't exactly crowded, bu the best lit spots near the fire were taken nonetheless. Jaq moved toward the bar that dominated one side of the room and waited for Weyliss to order. "It's risky thing, picking your poison in a place new to you. Better to let someone whose visited before order for you if you catch my drift."
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