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6/16/2025, 10:39:18 PM
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>>6259253
You decided to let your men go, the travel was long and the place seemed to be sure enough. So you told.
-Allright, you will have freedom until the town criers scream the next two hours. Then we will meet...
You looked around you and saw an interesting fountain.
-At the fountain with the scandalous statues of naked women.
They all agreed, saying that you were a good and kind lord. Seeing Ancel you understood that he would probably try to steal something. You remained with brother Louis. He told you.
-Since I cannot buy anything I would be pleased to remain with you monseigneur.
-Thanks, it will be good to have your learned opinion on articles. I think we shall try to find a copyist. Rose wanted a book after all.
-Let us try to find one monseigneur.
You first saw that a literal demon was a copyist in one of the shops, you quickly did the sign of the cross, then you saw a guelph lady but you knew that monks were the best copyist so you decided to find the boutique, under an alcove, of a wisened old man, represented by the image of an open book and with a name named "Flammarion's books". It was a small shop who smelt of wax and parchment. An old man in a purple robe, sign of wealth, was inside, you decided to attach your horses nearby and enter. The old man greeted you and seeing that you were obviously noblemen he bowed.
-What can I do for you my lords ? How can I help ?
-I seek a book, for a young lady, a present, something with beautiful illuminations, a work of art.
-Of course, of course, let me look.
You were very interested about how this man kept his books, and Brother Louis, who had seen far more libraries than you. He told.
-You do not put them horizontally on shelves.
-Horizontally ? Why ? They would take much more place.
-It is impressive to see that your shelves are full of books, you had much time to copy them all.
-Oh, yes, indeed, yes... A lifetime of work.
You raised an eyebrow.
-So you haven't sold them during your life.
-Oh, I sold some... of course...
Still, it was impressive to see so much parchment and books, and none, unlike in monasteries, were attached by chains to the library, to not be stolen. A book was very costly in France. Here with everyone paying in gold you supposed that it would be too, especially one with illuminations. You probably would have to borrow money, you already had debts, but it was not a problem, a gentleman should live above his means, and the beautiful smile and kind blue eyes of your lady were worth the screams of a hundred debt collectors. Especially if they were lombards. Damned thieves. You began to see a book, apparently of mythology, with bright colors in the illuminations and it looked like a rich book, but you read it it was about pagan myths, something religious about a god of light fighting a god of darkness, it was paganism, and you shall not promote it.
>>6259253
You decided to let your men go, the travel was long and the place seemed to be sure enough. So you told.
-Allright, you will have freedom until the town criers scream the next two hours. Then we will meet...
You looked around you and saw an interesting fountain.
-At the fountain with the scandalous statues of naked women.
They all agreed, saying that you were a good and kind lord. Seeing Ancel you understood that he would probably try to steal something. You remained with brother Louis. He told you.
-Since I cannot buy anything I would be pleased to remain with you monseigneur.
-Thanks, it will be good to have your learned opinion on articles. I think we shall try to find a copyist. Rose wanted a book after all.
-Let us try to find one monseigneur.
You first saw that a literal demon was a copyist in one of the shops, you quickly did the sign of the cross, then you saw a guelph lady but you knew that monks were the best copyist so you decided to find the boutique, under an alcove, of a wisened old man, represented by the image of an open book and with a name named "Flammarion's books". It was a small shop who smelt of wax and parchment. An old man in a purple robe, sign of wealth, was inside, you decided to attach your horses nearby and enter. The old man greeted you and seeing that you were obviously noblemen he bowed.
-What can I do for you my lords ? How can I help ?
-I seek a book, for a young lady, a present, something with beautiful illuminations, a work of art.
-Of course, of course, let me look.
You were very interested about how this man kept his books, and Brother Louis, who had seen far more libraries than you. He told.
-You do not put them horizontally on shelves.
-Horizontally ? Why ? They would take much more place.
-It is impressive to see that your shelves are full of books, you had much time to copy them all.
-Oh, yes, indeed, yes... A lifetime of work.
You raised an eyebrow.
-So you haven't sold them during your life.
-Oh, I sold some... of course...
Still, it was impressive to see so much parchment and books, and none, unlike in monasteries, were attached by chains to the library, to not be stolen. A book was very costly in France. Here with everyone paying in gold you supposed that it would be too, especially one with illuminations. You probably would have to borrow money, you already had debts, but it was not a problem, a gentleman should live above his means, and the beautiful smile and kind blue eyes of your lady were worth the screams of a hundred debt collectors. Especially if they were lombards. Damned thieves. You began to see a book, apparently of mythology, with bright colors in the illuminations and it looked like a rich book, but you read it it was about pagan myths, something religious about a god of light fighting a god of darkness, it was paganism, and you shall not promote it.
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