Tifa & Avi

[Tifa Lockhart]

"Aye." Sholrion said with a laugh, "Dost thou like it?" He moved forward with a tilted head, watching as Lady Faliva accepted Sir Dorian's offered arm with a giggle.

[Avi]

Happily leadin Faliva out of the room, he bowed to the ladies scattered around near the door,
"I see the ladies also did thy hair"

Touching her dress lightly she cast an eye over it, not being able to see much over her chest,
"Aye I believe I do like it" When in Rome I guess With a smile she to watched as Sir Dorian escorted Faliva from the room,

[Tifa Lockhart]

Sholrion offered Avitiana his arm then, smiling softly.
"What wouldst thou like to see?" He asked.

[Avi]

Taking Sir Sholrions arm gladly she strided along with him limply placing her hand over his,
"I would very much like to see where some of the writings are kept" What she really wanted was a dated account of everyday that had past so far, but that would never be possible, but hopefully she could find some writings that would classify fact from fiction.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Sholrion seemed rather pleased that she wanted to see writings.
"Literature or Historical accounts?" He asked as they headed out of the tailor's and turned the opposite direction to Dorian and Faliva.

[Avi]

"Hostorical I am am permitted, I understand some texts are kept for the eyes of those of the holy order only" It was only now she realised that Faliva had parted in the opposite direction with Sir Dorian, taking a look back she gave a smile, it was like going to a fair.

Dorian parted down the hall to the stairs that lead to the gardens,
"How dost thou facny a stroll about in the gardens lady, they are at the height of their bloom so thy appearence be most timely"

[Tifa Lockhart]

Sholrion laughed and shook his head, finally for once she seemed misinformed.
"The rule of King Albion ensured freedom of documentation. Such manuscripts are open to all. Come, i will show you." He lead her down a few flights of stairs towards the libraries.

Faliva beamed and nodded, looking delighted.
"I do so love flowers." She said happily.

[Avi]

Leading her up several flights of stairs, Dorian brought Faliva out into the central room that opened out from a spiral stairs case and held double arched doors that lead into the main complex of the temple. Elaborately decorated in marble, inset with jewels like amethyst, sapphire, ruby, emerald, garnet and so on into the mosiac patters that covered it from floor to ceiling. "This is the temple which thee hast been living under"

Oh goodie she was allowed to look at the important stuff, unlike the churches of their day whom sealed away anything relating to the falsification of their teachings,
"I am glad thy king hast the sense to allow the education of his people to be expanded"

[Tifa Lockhart]

Sholrion laughed and smiled.
"Well, King Albion be the first of his dynasty, he was a simple man before he became a King, so he still knows how to please his people." Sholrion stopped before two large doors and pushed it open. The musty smell of old scrolls, dust and paper wafted into them from inside. Stepping aside Sholrion gestured for her to go first with a small bow.
"The complete history. Most recent accounts are on your right, less recent on your left." He smiled softly, "I myself hath been entertained in these halls for many hours."

Faliva gasped as they walked into the light, the splendor of the temple surrounding her. All this time she and Avi had suspected what they were excavating was only the subteranean levels of a very expansive structure, but she'd never imagined something like this. Tears were sparkling in her eyes as she released Dorian's arm and span, absorbing the wonder.
"It's beautiful..." She whispered, looking back at him with a happy smile, "In all my dreams i never imagined it thus."

[Avi]

Stepping in as Sir Sholrion opened the doors, she released his arm and held her hands over her mouth to smothered her gasp of delight, the room was far larger than she had expected but was almost everything she had dreamed of, all it needed now was a ittle old man hunched over and writing at a desk with a quill and parchment,
"I dont even know...." As she was speaking common she quickly changed her speach, "I do not even know to begin, where dost thou find the most pleasure here?" She was mindlessly wondering into the room and ran her hand over the nearest scroll, fingers trembling.

Still standing by the door as the Lady Faliva spun about looking at all there was to see, he gave her a smile back,
"It is the most highly prized poccession that our land hast to offer, it twas built for the people and thus was to be enjoyed on every level" Striding towards her he held out an arm again, "Would thou like to continue"

[Tifa Lockhart]

"Oh yes please." Faliva said, still beaming as she took hold of Dorian's arm again. The temple was breath-taking, how could she not want to see more of its splendor?

Sholrion entered the library after Avitiana and pointed at around the middle (though further to the right) shelves. "The rise of King Albion and the War of Ages are quite interesting. Or the foundation of the kingdom." He pointed further to the left.

((Make it that they've not heard of this "War of Ages" in detail before, because there's no documentation of it))

[Avi]

Intrigued by what Sir Sholrion had told her, she left the parchment and wondered towards where her pointed,
"Tell me some of this 'War of Ages' The name be familiar but thus far I have not encountered any texts on it" Looking over the exspance of liturate she looked up mouth agast at the sheer amount.

Taking Lady Faliva through to the double doors at the other end of the room he pointed out bits of what the mosaics represented,
"That is the story of our fair kindoms creation, those over yonder are the dietiest that are sacred to the common folk, opposite are them art the series of kngs that preceeded Albion's predecessor" Pointing at the odd doors between pillars he explained them to be pathways that lead to other private areas of prayer and reflection, one even lead to a bath that was for the priestess' of the temple only. Walking passed everything now, he shoved open the doors that were just ajar and lead her out into the garden.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Faliva's eyes wandered with awe around the beautiful mosaics around her. She was doing her best not to cry, all this marvellous history... gone. Not even some broken tiles or ruined walls... just the below ground foundations had remained. What had happened to this beautiful structure?
A gasp, nearly a squeal of delight, slipped from her throat as they walked out into the gardens, arrays of beautiful trees, ponds and flowers, bathed in a warm honey gold sunlight.
"Oh my..." She breathed, speechless.

Sholrion looked excited by Avitiana's interest in the War of Ages. He'd had kin who'd become heros fighting in that war.
"Of course milady." He gestured for her to follow and lead her straight down an aisle FILLED with books and went straight to a section and held out his arms.
"From the start of that bookshelf," He pointed, "To the end of this row, are all the annals on the War of Ages, up till the rise of King Albion and the arrival of peacetime."

[Avi]

Jaw almost dropping at the amount of texts that she had to read in order to know about the war of ages, Avi had an inside delight about having so much information on hand,
"If this be all there is, I very much doubt I shall be able to learn it all within a week" These were not mere scrolls that had been penned by nobles but entire books, a thick as her fist and just waiting to be read.

From the top on the temples stairs you could see most of the gardens, but they further extended beyond their current line of sight,
"Thou art only glimpsing at the one half of what out gardens hold" Begining to walk down the steps, he stopped and took ahole of her hand leading her down onto the stone pathed walk way. Pointing with a hand to her left he told her of some of the flowers to be found there, "That section also backs onto the royal gardens of Ling Albions palace, his majesty had the wall that once seprarated them removed"

[Tifa Lockhart]

Faliva stared with wide eyes at the garden that went further than her eyes could see... it was an ocean of colour and light.
"Your King must be a wonderful person." She whispered, her voice still lost in the beauty. "There be no such beauty in my world anymore."

Sholrion laughed and slapped the spines of the mighty tomes.
"The war raged many lifetimes, it was begun by King Albion's grandfather when he was naught but a lowly blacksmith. Two generations later his grandson took the throne. It is our greatest history, we treasure it so."