(OOC: Our average word count is much higher, but we are trying to shamefully earn gold -_- )

Morgo wandered across the many extensive shelves of the library, trying to find an apropriate book. At last he came across a black bound book, very thick, dusty, and with red letters scratched across the cover. It read, Demonology for the inexperianced.

He pulled up a chair and opened to the first page. Written very clearly and largely it read, Warning, demonology is dangerous. Do not practice without proper knowledge and consultation with an experianced mage.

(/shame)

Ethari Xilophent wandered inside the library, grasping his spellbook, his wand dangling at his side. He closed his eyes for a moment, and when he reopened them, they were a vibrant green. He had the vision of his familiar, Kira. She was flying in a small forest just out side the city. He knew the she had sea water green eyes now, and could see where he was. It was his way of keeping track of her location, and for her to know his location. Using his empathy, that he had with her, he was able to tell that she was content, and enjoyed her surrondings.

He returned to his own vision, and entered the aisle labeled for spellcasters. He grasped one of his favorite books, labeled Magyk for Beginners. He took a seat, right next to a strange looking man. He looked at the book he was reading. It was about Demonology. "You shouldn't practice demonology," He said, without realizing it. "Sorry, I shouldn't butt in, but its a dangeorous practice!"

Walking through the town Saeborn entered into a large unframiliar building. Inside were bookshelves covering all the walls. Some going as high as the celing. Next to one bookshelf was a large wraught iron ladder that lead all the way to the top of the shelf. Swiftly Saeborn went up the ladder and started reading the book titles. As his eyes scaned ove them one stood out. It was called "The Love of The Earth".

Morgo's eyes turned slowly to the new comer. "I am a practicing Demonologist," he replied hostily. His eyebrows lifted, and his eyes glared meneacingly. "I know the risks involved," he told him. Although this was a lie, he felt it appropriate for the situation.

Ethari stared intently at the man, looking him dead in the eye, his own scaly flesh gleaming with water. "I don't believe you do," he said in a firm voice. He grabbed the book and pulled it to him, and opened it to the section labeled "Risks". "Look," He said, pointing to one part. "Demons will cause you to sell your soul, making your afterlife impossible. Now we wouldn't want that, would we?"

Walking to a small table in the library Saeborn took a seat o nthe carved wooden bench and began flipping through the pages fastenated by what the words were saying about the mystical element. Not to far ahead of him were two men who seemed to be fighting over a book. With curiosity Saeborn crept over to them and started eaves dropping on their conversation. He was shocked at what he had heard.

Morgo was shocked at the knowledge of this water creature's knowledge of demonology. The art of summoning demons was hugely shunned and revoked by the masses, making it a very unknown to the masses. Most mages were very uninterested by it. But this one seemed somewhat knowledgable.

"What do you know of demonology! Your just a simple mage, a creature!" he said loudly, then remembered to bring his voice down.

"What do you know of demonology! Your just a simple mage, a creature!" the man said. Ethari shook his head, at how comical this man was. "Your truely are a foolish little man! Demonology is a form of magic, and therefore I choose to learn it! Only a dumb wizard would neglect a form of magic! And I'm not a dumb creature! I'm a master of Water!"

Listening to the two men bicker, Saeborn sat being a small shelf on the ground to hear them better. The two kept fighting about magic back and forth. Finally Saeborn had enough. He stood and said to the two ignorant fools and said "Knock it off!" He then quickly tried to change the subject to sumthing worth talking about.

Morgo's attention turned to a wizard that just jumped up from behind a shelf. He gasped slightly to himself, but then quickly regained his composure. "Knock it off!" he roared. Morgo scowled. "What is your business here!" he roared back. A small old lady shuffled by, sushing them quietly, then shuffled off again.

"Knock it off!," a man yelled, jumping out from behind a shelf. The man next to him scowled and said"What is your business here!". Ethari was taken a little back. "Excuse me sir, but what is your buisness here! You need to leave if your just eaves dropping! If you can't think of any thing intulectuall to add, you better leave!

As one of the men yelled at him asking what my buisness was being there and the other one said in a more gentle manor if I was just eaves dropping then to leave. Shocked at the mans rudeness Saeborn snapped back and said with a deep voice "I am here to study the magics of earth and its many wonders. What are you doing here?".

"I am here to study the magics of earth and its many wonders. What are you doing here?" replied the eaves dropper. "You may be studying earth," he said pointing to him, "and you are studying water," he said pointing to the other man, "but I am studying things much more important. Demons," he said with an air of authority.

"I am here to study the magics of earth and its many wonders. What are you doing here?" replied the eaves dropper. "You may be studying earth," Morgo said pointing to him, "and you are studying water," Morgo said pointing to the other man, "but I am studying things much more important. Demons," he said with an air of authority.

"You two are acting like fools," Ethari said, opening his blue water book. "I don't think we need to explain ourselves in a library."

As the kind man said we shouldnt be explaining ourselves in a library Saeborn told the two to follow him. Saeborn walked to the front desk and asked the old woman at the front to borrow a book. He set the book on the counter and she wrote the books name and number down on a scroll and he walked out to the side alley next to the massive library.

Morgo felt compelled to obey. He went quietly behind the wizard as he checked out a book and out into the alley. He slipped his own book in his robe and continued out. "What is your problem you, you, you novice!" he roared angerily.

(Remember to keep things 3rd person)

Ethari followed the other man as he asked for a book at the front counter. After putting his own book up, he walked out to the ally were the other two were waiting for him. "What is your problem you, you, you novice!" the other man yelled. "Yeah," Ethari commented, a stern look on his face ", what is your problem?"

As the two angrily asked what his problem was Saeborn looked at the two with peculiar eyes and said to them "What are your names?". Saeborn then took his robe and covered the front of him since it was a bit chilly out in the trashed ally. Small piles of trash were thrown everywhere, apple cores were distributed around the alley and rats would accaosionally wander around in search of a food source. Saeborn was disgusted at the hideous creatures.

Morgo gave a slight scowl as the man asked them their names. "I am Morgo Domanu," he said, his eyebrows curling in an expression of wonder, "and the next time you will hear my name, it will be in the news, about my great exploits in the realms of demons."

"What are your names?"Said the man, as he lead them into the disgusting ally. "I am Morgo Domanu," the other man said, his eyebrows curling in an expression of wonder, "and the next time you will hear my name, it will be in the news, about my great exploits in the realms of demons." Ethari almost scoffed at this, but choose not to, for Morgo seemed to be quite muscular. "I'm Ethari," Ethari said, with a smile ", and what is your name? I don't see why we couldn't continue or conversation in the library, this ally is filthy."

Refuseing to laugh at the man who claimed himself to be Morgo the other man said with a smile on his face that he was Ethari. Ethari asked what his name was and he said back in a kind manor "Hello. My name is Saeborn. Sorry to intrude on your conversation but bickering gets on my nerves. It is a very big pet peiv of mine.". Ethari mentioned going back inside so indeed he slowly walked back into the library.

Morgo nodded at each of their names. Saeborn and Ethari, two very unique and individual people. Perhaps they would be useful in helping him on his quest for power. He wanted to grasp demons, learn from them, conquer them.

He went inside the library, and sat quietly at a table, motioning for his companions to sit.

"Hello. My name is Saeborn. Sorry to intrude on your conversation but bickering gets on my nerves. It is a very big pet peiv of mine.". Ethari mentioned going back inside so indeed he slowly walked back into the library. Ethari walked inside the library and took a seat next to Morgo. "Well," Ethari said towards Saeborn ", If bickering is a pet peeve, you need more self control, expecially expect to be a mage."

As they entered the library Ethari and Morgo went and sat down at a small wooden table. As Morgo motioned for him to come to it Saeborn started walking twards the table immediately and sat down. After sitting down Ethari started saying that since my pet peiv was bickering that I needed self control. As he said this deep inside Saeborn could feel anger twards that comment but controling it he took it as a positive comment and said back to him "Yes I agree. It has always been a large problem in my life but I am starting to learn to tame the anger inside of me when I hear it. I have learned to use my anger to fight with more ferocity.". With saying this he looked over at Morgo to see him thinking to himself. Quickly concerned what he was thinking Saeborn said "Morgo, what are you thinking about?".

Morgo snapped back to reality and sighed. "I am thinking about magic. I want to perform spells, sling fireballs, animate dead, and summon a damn demon!" he said, his voice rising to a angry hiss. "What are you two up to today?" he asked in a fake polite tone.

Ethari listened as he two companions spoke. "Yes I agree. It has always been a large problem in my life but I am starting to learn to tame the anger inside of me when I hear it. I have learned to use my anger to fight with more ferocity.". With saying this he looked over at Morgo to see him thinking to himself. Quickly concerned what he was thinking Saeborn said "Morgo, what are you thinking about?". "I am thinking about magic. I want to perform spells, sling fireballs, animate dead, and summon a damn demon!" Morgo said, his voice rising to a angry hiss. "What are you two up to today?" he asked in a fake polite tone. Ethari caught his fake tone and said "well, first I went to the slumps and went looking for a date. Now your the stupid one for even thinking about demons!!"

Saeborn laughed as he could sence the Morgo was useing a fake polite tone and he looked up at the celing. The top fo the roof was flat except for i nthe center was a large dome with a huge chandeler hanging down, the candles inside streamed through the glass pains of the chandeleir and flooded the library with light. He then looked to hear Ethari verbally attacking Morgo about wanting to summon demons. Instead of becomeing angry over the bickering Saeborn started chuckleing at how big Morgos ego was. Then he turned serious and said to Morgo "Are you crazy? If you mess up slightly and something goes wrong it could kill you and many others if it got out!".

Morgo's face screwed up in disgust as the they spoke. "Are you crazy? If you mess up slightly and something goes wrong it could kill you and many others if it got out!". He smiled quickly afterward. "Why do you think I am not powerful?" he said. "I can handle demonic rituals myself." he said outright.

"Are you crazy? If you mess up slightly and something goes wrong it could kill you and many others if it got out!". Ethari nodded sagely as Saeborn spoke. "Why do you think I am not powerful?" Morgo said. "I can handle demonic rituals myself." he said. Ethari began to speak ", you must not care that much, if you'll risk your life, and many others. Something must have happened to you to make you so uncaring!"

Wondering to himself what could make Morgo so wreckless and foolish enough to put himself and others in danger just for the power of summoning demons. He then thought to himself and wondered if somthing had happened to him as a boy or in his teens. With a puzzled look on his face Saeborn said to Morgo "Did something happen to you in you childhood that turned you into a uncareing basterd that would put himself and others in danger just for the knowlage of summoning demons?".

Morgo became flushed with rage and anger as they spoke about him with such harsh tones. "Did something happen to you in you childhood that turned you into a uncareing basterd that would put himself and others in danger just for the knowlage of summoning demons?". He kept his voice down so that he seemed much more intellectual and contained than them.

"Nothing happened to me as a child," he said, "I have goals. Nothing will stop me. Nothing in the world, not even you or you," he said, pointing at each of them.

"Did something happen to you in you childhood that turned you into a uncareing basterd that would put himself and others in danger just for the knowlage of summoning demons?". Saeborn said. "Nothing happened to me as a child," he said, "I have goals. Nothing will stop me. Nothing in the world, not even you or you," Morgo said, pointing at each of them. Ethari folded his hands and said were calmly ", no need to attack him personally Saeborn. The true bastard is one who accuses others. We need to be caring, even for someone who is as uncaring as him."

Realizeing the truth in Ethari's woords Saeborn quickly appolagised to Morgo for being so utterly rude in calling him a basterd. Hopeing Morgo was forgiveing he asked the two "Would you like to go and get a drink at a near by inn or bar?".

"I would love too!" replied Morgo. His words were fake yet he disguised them to perfection. "I don't know any bars in this area..." he said truthfully. He was a stranger in Taras. "Take me to any bar with good ale!" he said laughingly.

Saeborn apologized to Morgo than said "Would you like to go and get a drink at a near by inn or bar?". "I would love too!" replied Morgo. "I don't know any bars in this area..." he said truthfully. He was a stranger in Taras. "Take me to any bar with good ale!" he said laughingly. Ethari spoke, and said "I would love to go to a bar to, if you don't mind the company?"

Pleased with their willingness to go to the bar Saeborn stood up fro mthe wooden table and said "Well then follow me gentlemen.". With that he walked out side of the library once more to see the sky was black with stars that covered it like a blanket. The moon shown dowm on the stone streets as he walked through another dirty ally and then entered a side door to a smaller building. Walking over to a small table he sat down and immediately a server came and said "What can I get you?". Eagerly Saeborn said to him "Ill have a large glass of ale please. How about you fellas?".

( i'd like to earn some shame-gold XD)

Piter kept an eye on the group interestedly, highly amused by their bickering. He tried to keep up with it all, but there was so much so fast. Something about demonology. Piter shrugged as a new face joined in. He chuckled and jumped down from the bookcase, following the group. He kept up close behind, not caring if they saw him or not. Chances were they'd think him some dumb stray searching for affection.