The air was cool and dry, and the smell of parchment was everywhere. The walls were lined with comically oversized books, some bigger than Halfred. I heard the others discussing the rune they found on the odd silver tree in the middle, but I felt myself wondering around the curved hallway of the ancient Cloud Giant library.
I was never one for books, didn’t have the patience for it. But this place reminded of Zephyros. Fond memories began to flood my thoughts as I walked, reading the Giant language on the spines and covers. It was difficult; these were ancient texts and some of them quite advanced.
One book caught my eye. The words glowed with a shimmering script. “A Treatise on the Care and Handling of Wild Creatures.” It felt magical as I hefted it in my hands, and thankfully not one of the larger tomes.
“Ah, that’s a good one!”
A voice rang out, and I nearly dropped the book in surprise. I looked around, though I didn’t feel the flood of adrenaline or alarm of impending battle. Another automated recording?
“It’s good to see someone perusing our wares. We haven’t had a guest in… how long has it been, Gerald?”
“Been quite a long time I must say! How are you enjoying your stay, sir?”
My surprise melted away to bemused confusion. This was no recording; a pair of voices were addressing directly, in the Giant language. Not to raise any suspicions, I responded in kind.
“Yes, lovely place you have here, can you tell me about this library?”
“Indeed we can!” And with that, a pair of books flew off nearby shelves and came fluttering into view, magically flying in place.
This week we spent the majority of our session leveling up and doing a bit of shopping and haggling in Mirabar, before finally securing passage up the river to Raven Rock. Continue reading “D&D 5E “Storm King’s Thunder” Session 34 Recap”