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The study the gnome led us to was well lit and rather cheerful looking, despite the fact it had no windows. The desk, if there actually was one, was hidden under a mound of papers and scrolls that looked like they would give way at any moment. He directed us to two small stools and busied himself with a kettle over the small stove in the corner.
"I guess I should introduce myself. I am Tookah." He directed another one of those strange guarded smiles at me.
"Mirtoba."
"I'm not very good at remembering names right away...so you'll most likely have to remind me from time to time." Taking his seat behind the mound of papers, he studied me for a moment. "My boy, if you don't mind, I think I'd like a word with the young lady alone for just a moment."
Lycheas stiffened briefly before leaving the room. I had to cover my mouth to keep from grinning.
"I hope I did not offend."
"He'll get over it."
"He is a rather protective sort, isn't he."
"Yes."
We were silent a moment...since I had no idea what he expected from me.
"There certainly is something in and around you...a couple somethings to be exact. But I am afraid my skills are not very good in that area. I just agreed to help the young man as he looked rather dejected wandering around the library. And a change of pace is good for my old head every now and then."
I smiled, waiting for him to continue.
"I will have to do some calling in of favors, but I believe I know one that might help....if you have no objections to talking with a dark one. I know it's a rather forced peace up here at times."
"I'll talk with anyone that could possibly help."
"And the young man?"
"He doesn't have much choice in the matter."
Tookah gave me a genuine smile at that one. He was a rather likeable gnome...but then I had yet to meet one that wasn't.
"Ah, tea is almost ready. I'll go let your friend back in."
A moody...make that very moody...Lycheas came back into the room, and sat fuming while Tookah prepared the tea for us. After everyone had a steaming mug before them, he continued.
"I apologize if I offended you earlier son, I spend too much time with just books and bits of paper I can forget how to behave around people."
Lycheas nodded, and relaxed just a little.
"As I was talking with the young lady here, and I think I mentioned to you earlier, I myself do not know much about what ails her. However, I have a few people around here that are in debt to me a favor or two, and I will call on them and see where that gets us. Things will certainly go much easier for you with an inside friend, so to speak."
He paused and took a sip.
"Now, the first person that comes to mind is a dark one, rather cantankerous old elf, but he is good at what he does. And knows quite a bit about the ancient enchantments the rest of us have forgotten about. I'm only telling you so you won't be suprised when you meet him. Now, why don't you tell me the story so I'll have something to go on with the others."
For the better part of the afternoon, and through many cups of tea, I told him an abriviated version of events. Lycheas helped out from time to time when my brain and tounge became tired. Just talking seemed to be expending more energy than I had to give. I have no idea if I looked it, but it felt like the shadows under my eyes were getting larger and heavier with each passing moment.
"Well, that will certainly give me enough to go on. I'm sure it's more that enough to pique a few intrests. Now, you take her back and put her in bed and don't let her get up for a while." I think Lycheas blushed into his mug at that one. "I will send a messenger...or I might come myself, could use the exercise...to you at the inn when I have some news for you."
This time I took the arm Lycheas offered, otherwise I probably wouldn't have made it up off the stool. We thanked our newfound friend, and slowly made our way from the library. I could sense that Lycheas was still miffed at me for even leaving the room today, but if all I did was lay around waiting, I'd go crazier than I already was.
"I know I look dreadful, and I know you're angry with me because I came up here on my own...but are you going to be moodier than me the whole time?"
Lycheas tightened his grip around my waist.
"I'm sorry...I just worry about you. And you are looking worse than before. I just don't want you to over-do it too much."
"I know, and I am trying. I just hate doing nothing but lie in bed all day long. But now I have orders from a gnome to do just that."
"So you'll listen to a gnome but not me?"
"Of course, I'm not in love with the gnome."
I R NUCKING FUTS!
Yes, I know...I know what you always say - You trap, you kill, you eat - that's what a good spider does. You trap...you kill...you eat....
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