Posts from Christoph Ailenberg (Zybr) Auto-translated

“Of course, we have plenty of rooms,” replied the innkeeper, yawning. “Much time has passed. As for rumors, there’s one, if you’re interested in tales of wandering, of course. Have you ever heard of Simmachia?”

-No, almost nothing,- Christoph admitted, giving the innkeeper money for the room,-what is it, or who is it?

Christopher: -2 silver coins. --A very curious place. Until recently, it was just a mountain valley in the north of the Podi Peninsula, the homeland of the Dascalos. But now, rumors are circulating that they have decided to establish a state for nomads there. Sounds paradoxical, doesn't it? And yet. The Dascalo government, for a symbolic sum and some trade obligations, gave the valley to a group of nomads, and they are now trying to build a utopia there. They say they are doing quite well. The local government allows anyone who wants to come to the valley, not just nomads; together, they are building a city and the economy of the new state. They chose a democratic form of government, completely equal and without any titles. They say that a huge number of humanoids have moved there.

-I'm sure that soon a considerable number of people with a dark past will move there, and that will be the end of the utopia,- Christoph smirked,- it's impossible to please everyone.

--Well, anything is possible; my job is just to tell the story.

- And who was behind the initial idea? And how did it all actually come about?

--Basically, these are two wanderers named Karid and Pachos. They are historians who got involved in politics and decided that wanderers needed to create their own state. They approached the government of the Dascalos, provided them with some grounds and promises, and they agreed, demanding only a modest sum for the land, considering state-level measures. They used the remaining money (and humanoids are wealthy) to promote their idea. And they succeeded.

-Hmm,- Christoph drawled,-it seems they are fanatics. Who knows what will happen when things go wrong for them. They will want to preserve their "country" at any cost. And that's exactly how problems start.
-Well, never mind,- the mage smiled,-thanks for the interesting news, maybe fate will bring me there someday. Then at least I'll be in the know.

After saying goodbye to the innkeeper, Christoph went to his room to take a nap for a couple of hours: he had a difficult day ahead, and he needed to conserve his strength as much as possible. After waking up, he locked the room and went to the city library.

In the city library, there was a librarian, two visiting scholars, and a homeless person sleeping.

-Hello,- Christoph greeted the librarian,- I'm looking for more information about Shendar and his library. Do you have any books on this topic?

The librarian was a hunched old man with huge glasses: each lens was the size of an Orc's fist. "I can't remember everything, young man, but maybe I have something tucked away somewhere." He led Christoph through the library and stopped at the shelves with a sign that read "Satire of the Late Classical Era." He pulled out a huge, worn-out volume with brown pages. Half of the volume immediately fell out and slammed onto the floor, releasing a dozen spiders from their centuries-long captivity. The librarian put the half back in. "Here's what you need."

-Um, I highly doubt that's exactly it,- Christoph said delicately,- more likely something along the lines of "ancient myths and legends" or "the greatest sorcerers of antiquity."
"Yeah, what a capital," the mage grumbled to himself, "it looks like even the start could turn into a whole problem because of this mess. Ooh."

--What's bothering you, young man? Are you not interested in the biography of Shendar?
If you dust off the book, you can indeed read the title: "Shendar. Facts and Myths from the Life of a Scientist."

Seeing the title of the book, Christoph grinned foolishly. "Excuse me, I misread the inscription," the mage apologized, "yes, this is exactly what I need." Taking the book from the librarian and settling comfortably in the reading room, Aydenberg began to carefully study the volume.

The text did not contain any direct information about the library’s location, except that it was likely located on the Podi Peninsula.