Post by VemuKhaham on Jun 17, 2006 21:10:47 GMT -5
I've been keeping myself busy again, and came up with a place for our world: a museum. I hope people like it, but I'll explain why I think we need a place such as this: first, it allows for people to go for information about the world; second, it allows us as world-builders to create works of art to fill this museum with so as to let the stories we make up come alive; third, what better place to lift than a museum?? Especially with the guilds as we have them, focusing on retreiving interesting trinkets and the like.
National Museum of Gremian Art
Through the old city center of Port Rislan runs from north to south a broad and beautiful avenue, called the Royal Avenue. Of olden times, the King had expanded this road into a great avenue to drive around at times inside his royal carriage and with his grand entourage, such as on a bright day or on a national festival. On its northern end, there is the great Palace, home to the King of Port Rislan of Gremia. As one travels south over the road, passing many monumental statues and fountains, and rows of grand mansions and surrounding gardens of the wealthy and influential members of government on both sides of the avenue, one eventually reaches the end of the Royal Avenue, a vast square with in its center the ivory semblance of the founder of Port Rislan, the prophet Ris, standing proudly as he proclaims for the first time the New Creed, read from a scroll positioned next to him, inscribed with the words of the New Creed.
This square is called Ris’ Square. Roads lead from it from as much as seven directions, from southwest to all directions clockwise to the southeast. At its southernmost end though, there stands the National Museum of Gremian Art, which construction was ordered by Ris himself right after the founding of Port Rislan. He intended it to be the seat of the Rislan Government, and as a safe storage for the old scrolls concerning the New Creed. He never saw it completed though, as its construction took over thirty years, its progress having been delayed for nearly thirteen years because of insufficient resources.
The successor of Ris however did not like the style of Ris’ architect, and decided to build a new palace at the opposite end of the Royal Avenue, and he ordered the destruction of both the west and the east wing of Ris’ building to get by the necessary resources. The already nearly completed dome structure which was the center of Ris’ building was allowed to remain, and it became the keeping place for the scrolls of the New Creed. This way, part of Ris’ plans still were preserved.
In later days, when Port Rislan grew and prospered and so did the creative outlet of its citizens, the government decided the city needed a place to store and present its great nation’s greatest works of art. They wanted to make a place where artists would be proud to offer their work to be a part of it. What better place than the keeping place of the New Creed’s Holy Scriptures? No artist would refuse the honor of having his work occupy the same building as where the work of the Six Divine was stored.
So was made the National Museum of Gremian Art. Any type of art was welcome within its walls, from literature to sculpture, from visual art to heirlooms, like weaponry, of the Royal family. To house such a vast collection though, the building which consisted of only a single dome-sized structure needed to expand. The problem was that in its close proximity, there was no room to, unless Ris’ Square or one of the great mansions was to be sacrificed.
For a while, many architects discussed the possibilities. They came up with none. At this time though, from the mainland arrived a dwarven nobleman, named Scorfane, who at first planned to simply pass through for trade purposes. His reputation as a master engineer and architect preceded him though and immediately he was beseeched by the government to enter her service. After a vast sum was offered, Scorfane agreed and proceeded to become the envy of the entire Rislan team of engineers.
Scorfane purposed to expand the Museum underground, both for safety purposes and as a necessity. At first the jealous architects laughed at the idea, scorning the thought that Rislan’s National Museum would become a dwarven stronghold, dark and dank but filled with dusty treasures. Scorfane was given permission to carry out his plans though, and as such he dug beneath Ris’ Square a great labyrinth of halls and tunnels. Four great halls he excavated, to the northeast (The Hall of Visual Arts), northwest (The Hall of Sculptures), southeast (The Hall of Literature) and southwest (The Hall of Relics and Heirlooms) of the main dome building. Underneath the great Dome building itself, which became The Hall of the Creed, as its only function now was to store the holy Creed’s scriptures, he made a great spiral stairway, which circled down towards a central Hall (The Center Hall) which had great doors towards all four other Halls. In the dead center of the Center Hall, encircled by the spiral stairway, there stood a great statue also crafted by Scorfane, in his own likeness, though perhaps a bit idealized, reaching all the way to the ceiling of the underground Center Hall, with in his right hand held up in a great swing a hammer, and in his left a chisel, set upon a small featureless rock. It may be considered vain, but it was one of Scorfane’s many conditions for his great service, and Scorfane was not a modest man.
The Hall of the Creed
When one stands on Ris’ Square and looks straight south, through the hurrying-by of many pedestrians, carriages and mounted city guards in brightly colored outfits, one can see the tall stairs rising up to the great square-sized domed building’s gothic-shaped double doors of oaken wood in steel framework. The domed building, made for the most part of light marble and dark brick, giving the building two contrasting colors of light and dark, is approximately a hundred feet wide and long and seventy feet high to the ceiling, though the top of the dome reaches nearly a hundred and twenty feet. Two city guards at all times stand there on both sides of the door with their ceremonial lances and outfit. They allow entrance to all free of charge, though there is a dress-code saying that one has to be clothed and cleaned in a proper manner, and the guards are free to disallow anyone entrance based on that. This code often functions to keep out the beggars and socially deprived in a legal way. The doors are open from twelve to six o’clock, when the main bell inside the building’s dome sounds twelve times at opening and six times when the doors are closed for visitors, accompanied by a great orchestra of the many other smaller bells in the dome. These lesser bells only sound at these two hours of noon, upon which many of the city’s shop owners also open and close their establishments. At every other hour the main bell simply sounds the appropriate number of times according to the hour.
As said, the Hall of the Creed is a square-sized building, and at all four of its outer walls it is lined by many tall and narrow leaded windows that go up all the way from the floor for nearly thirty feet. However, for safety precautions, an iron framework has been placed in front of these windows, so that none may pass through there with ill intend like has happened all too many times in the past, before such drastic measures were taken. Above this line of high windows the walls rise for forty more feet, featuring niches which support interesting statues of important people. Then, there is a flat ceiling, but in its centre there is the great dome with many small open windows. There is a small door going into this dome from the ceiling, making it possible to operate the great clockworks that the dome contains. This door then leads into the dome-room with the bells. The dome-room has a wooden floor of its own, so the dome is not open to the main hall below. There is however a staircase that leads there.
When entering the building through the more common main doors, one immediately finds himself inside the Hall of the Creed. There is no vestibule, no hallway, because these were all removed by the king who needed the resources for the palace. It is truly an impressive sight, as the room is as large as the structure itself. Light comes in only dimly through the leaded windows, so most light comes from an innumerable amount of candles which exude a most majestic deep purple light, which fills the entire Hall. Nevertheless, the Hall is quite dark and shadowy. Guards line the walls and look to see if none disobey.
The tiled floor is even everywhere, except that against the three doorless walls there are stepped stages with three large stone scroll statues. The western scroll reads the Old Creed as it was known before the founding of Port Rislan, the eastern scroll reads the exact nature of the misinterpretations as they were identified by Ris, and the southern scroll reads the final product, the New Creed, or simply the Old Creed with the adaptations already incorporated.
Behind every such scroll there stand two figures which hold it up, and it is known by all men of the Isles that these six figures represent the Six Divine. There is one exception though: behind the eastern scroll stands the statue of Ris. He is not one of the Six Divine, but since Ibrahan is no longer worshipped, his statue was removed later in history, and replaced by Ris’ statue. Members of the Old Creed speak of blasphemy. This little history shows itself in the awkward position of the hand of Ris holding the scroll: the wrist is quite twisted. This hand actually was the hand of Ibrahan, though the artist of Ris’ statue was not quite able to make his statue so that the arms would naturally join Ibrahan’s hands, and no-one dared remove these hands in fear of damaging the intricate words written on the scroll.
Besides these three monumental statues, there are four massive pillars in the center of the hall supporting the immense building’s roof. In the northern corners of the hall, two small spiral stairways lead up thirty-five feet, upon which they reach a narrow balcony which looks upon the interior of the hall and leads past the outer walls. From this balcony, on its southern side at the centre, a stairway elevates further through the roof into the dome.
Despite its religious appearance, the Hall of the Creed is not used for official religious practices. There are no gatherings and preaches here, as the building is not a temple. Here though anyone has the opportunity to read up on his knowledge of the Creed and revel in the splendor of the Six (Five) Divine. As such, it is also a place of pilgrimage.
The Centre Hall
In the centre of the Hall of the Creed a spiral stairway leads down into the underground Center Hall. The stairway descends like a praying eagle into the hall along its walls, and while going down it encircles the huge statue of the laboring Scorfane. From the wall hang many candles, joining the stairway in its plunge into the underground hall. It is a round, relatively small hall, with a diameter no more than thirty feet. It is also a very dark Hall, purposefully so, so as to make a majestic and mysterious atmosphere. Scorfane’s penetrating stone eyes seem to observe anyone entering very closely.
Once below (after a descent of about fifty feet), four double doors, normally each guarded by one guard, peer into the room and at the great bare feet of Scorfane from all four directions. Above each is written on a golden board in a delicate handwriting the name of the hall.
The Hall of Visual Arts
To the northeast, the door leads into the Hall of Visual Arts. This square hall of nearly eighty by eighty feet and also fifty feet high houses Port Rislan’s finest paintings and other eye candy. Many of the great paintings are so large that within a short time the entire wall was covered, and architects decided that, instead of creating new walls and thus divide the hall into many rooms, it was better to also use the higher levels of the outer walls. As such, a wooden construction now stands against each of the outer walls, with stairs running up from left to right and back again along the walls, with scaffolds allowing for passage besides the paintings up to nearly fifty feet above the ground. Light comes from many candles and four great chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling. The room is relatively well-lit as a result.
In the centre of the room, four great square columns hold aloft the ceiling. Nowadays, even the high walls of the Hall provide little left room for an expansion of the collection. As a solution, construction is currently in progress to build a staircase winding up against these pillars, to allow for the placement of yet more paintings. Some artists have expressed their disgust for this project, claiming that for a painter to allow his painting to be hung against a column instead of a wall is like affirming the work is simply redundant. They say they will not accept it and claim a further excavation and expansion of the Hall is the only way to recognize true art. A hundred years ago, this was also the case with the construction of the scaffolds against the outer walls though…
The Hall of Sculptures
To the northwest of the Center Hall is the Hall of Sculptures. It has the same dimensions as the Hall of Visual Arts and the other Halls. This room is quite a regular museum-type room. Statues line the walls often atop small stages or inside niches in the wall. Like in the Hall of Visual Arts the full height of the walls has been used, and scaffolds reach all the way up running past many niches filled with statues. Between these niches, candles burn. Upon entering the Hall, one may find himself overwhelmed by countless of stone or marble or bronze faces looking from all possible angles down upon him.
This feeling may well be greatly enforced by the colossal statue in the center of the room. Instead of the usual pillars, one great statue of an extremely muscled giant holds up the roof of this particular Hall with both his arms. The giant, naked, is a representation of a Giant god by the name of Rhromsden, of northern lands on the mainland, where Scorfane the dwarf originally hailed from. It is yet again a work of the great Scorfane himself.
The Hall of Literature
To the southeast is the Hall of Literature, also referred to as the National Library. Against all four walls, fifty feet high bookcases loom high over the Hall, without intervals. Ladders can be rolled along the wall over iron rails and as such each and every one of the thousands of books and parchments can be reached with only a bit of courage. In the centre of the room four columns stand, and crisscross between these stand many desks behind which anyone may sit down to study on nice and comfortable chairs. Candles rest on these desks, as well as ink and quills, provided and replenished by the state. Inside this Hall, utter silence is demanded, and the doors are, contrary to the doors into the other Halls, closed unless someone goes through. More guards patrol here than in most other Halls, if only to assure peace and the respectable use of the books. There is one section of books that is off-limit to most people though, containing the nations most valuable and original pieces of literature. These can only be looked into upon agreement with the librarian, who sits behind a desk as well. This person will then, most likely under many stern conditions if at all, allow someone to look into the book. Not a single book is allowed to be taken from the library though, and all users must report to the librarian when taking a book and when bringing it back. The librarian will require identification to register everything. Guards tend to be very strict in making sure no books leave the library. For instance, bags or such things must be left behind near the door, where the door guard maintains their safety.
The Hall of Relics and Heirlooms
To the southwest is probably the most famous of all halls. It houses less, but each part of the collection has at least some great renown among some people. Safety measures here are extraordinary. The Hall itself only houses the “lesser” treasures, while a vault excavated further to the south of the Hall safeguards the treasures that are simply too precious to allow them to be seen. Guards stand on the lookout, the locks are truly masterwork and not even magic is eschewed to safeguard the place. As a result, no-one has ever breached the vault, nor ever dared to try, but its existence and location are, curiously perhaps, known to all and hardly hidden. Perhaps that very fact makes burglars frighten away. Apparently the protection of the vault is so waterproof that hiding it is no longer necessary.
But in the Hall itself the treasures are to be seen, and they serve as a reminder of the past and present glory of the kingdom. Inside many glass showcases (magically protected of course) are shown jewels of long gone kings and queens, the legendary artifact swords of great generals, even the age-old and half-ragged green banner with golden cross of the forefathers of Port Rislan’s founders, who sailed under the leadership of prophetess Deska to Gremia.
Besides royal history, there are also many religious relics to be seen here. The most renowned of all these is most certainly the magically preserved corpse of Ris in the centre of the Hall. His body lies with its back inside a sarcophagus-like coffin but it is not closed and as such one may still admire him. In his pale hands he holds a scroll of the Creed and a rose, symbol of love. He is clothed in an incredibly intricate and many-layered gown of gold and purple, and the old face that sticks out features a grey beard and a bold forehead, but long grey locks still grow from the back of his head. These are combed very regularly. The sarcophagus itself is inside a glass showcase, as always magically protected.
National Museum of Gremian Art
Through the old city center of Port Rislan runs from north to south a broad and beautiful avenue, called the Royal Avenue. Of olden times, the King had expanded this road into a great avenue to drive around at times inside his royal carriage and with his grand entourage, such as on a bright day or on a national festival. On its northern end, there is the great Palace, home to the King of Port Rislan of Gremia. As one travels south over the road, passing many monumental statues and fountains, and rows of grand mansions and surrounding gardens of the wealthy and influential members of government on both sides of the avenue, one eventually reaches the end of the Royal Avenue, a vast square with in its center the ivory semblance of the founder of Port Rislan, the prophet Ris, standing proudly as he proclaims for the first time the New Creed, read from a scroll positioned next to him, inscribed with the words of the New Creed.
This square is called Ris’ Square. Roads lead from it from as much as seven directions, from southwest to all directions clockwise to the southeast. At its southernmost end though, there stands the National Museum of Gremian Art, which construction was ordered by Ris himself right after the founding of Port Rislan. He intended it to be the seat of the Rislan Government, and as a safe storage for the old scrolls concerning the New Creed. He never saw it completed though, as its construction took over thirty years, its progress having been delayed for nearly thirteen years because of insufficient resources.
The successor of Ris however did not like the style of Ris’ architect, and decided to build a new palace at the opposite end of the Royal Avenue, and he ordered the destruction of both the west and the east wing of Ris’ building to get by the necessary resources. The already nearly completed dome structure which was the center of Ris’ building was allowed to remain, and it became the keeping place for the scrolls of the New Creed. This way, part of Ris’ plans still were preserved.
In later days, when Port Rislan grew and prospered and so did the creative outlet of its citizens, the government decided the city needed a place to store and present its great nation’s greatest works of art. They wanted to make a place where artists would be proud to offer their work to be a part of it. What better place than the keeping place of the New Creed’s Holy Scriptures? No artist would refuse the honor of having his work occupy the same building as where the work of the Six Divine was stored.
So was made the National Museum of Gremian Art. Any type of art was welcome within its walls, from literature to sculpture, from visual art to heirlooms, like weaponry, of the Royal family. To house such a vast collection though, the building which consisted of only a single dome-sized structure needed to expand. The problem was that in its close proximity, there was no room to, unless Ris’ Square or one of the great mansions was to be sacrificed.
For a while, many architects discussed the possibilities. They came up with none. At this time though, from the mainland arrived a dwarven nobleman, named Scorfane, who at first planned to simply pass through for trade purposes. His reputation as a master engineer and architect preceded him though and immediately he was beseeched by the government to enter her service. After a vast sum was offered, Scorfane agreed and proceeded to become the envy of the entire Rislan team of engineers.
Scorfane purposed to expand the Museum underground, both for safety purposes and as a necessity. At first the jealous architects laughed at the idea, scorning the thought that Rislan’s National Museum would become a dwarven stronghold, dark and dank but filled with dusty treasures. Scorfane was given permission to carry out his plans though, and as such he dug beneath Ris’ Square a great labyrinth of halls and tunnels. Four great halls he excavated, to the northeast (The Hall of Visual Arts), northwest (The Hall of Sculptures), southeast (The Hall of Literature) and southwest (The Hall of Relics and Heirlooms) of the main dome building. Underneath the great Dome building itself, which became The Hall of the Creed, as its only function now was to store the holy Creed’s scriptures, he made a great spiral stairway, which circled down towards a central Hall (The Center Hall) which had great doors towards all four other Halls. In the dead center of the Center Hall, encircled by the spiral stairway, there stood a great statue also crafted by Scorfane, in his own likeness, though perhaps a bit idealized, reaching all the way to the ceiling of the underground Center Hall, with in his right hand held up in a great swing a hammer, and in his left a chisel, set upon a small featureless rock. It may be considered vain, but it was one of Scorfane’s many conditions for his great service, and Scorfane was not a modest man.
The Hall of the Creed
When one stands on Ris’ Square and looks straight south, through the hurrying-by of many pedestrians, carriages and mounted city guards in brightly colored outfits, one can see the tall stairs rising up to the great square-sized domed building’s gothic-shaped double doors of oaken wood in steel framework. The domed building, made for the most part of light marble and dark brick, giving the building two contrasting colors of light and dark, is approximately a hundred feet wide and long and seventy feet high to the ceiling, though the top of the dome reaches nearly a hundred and twenty feet. Two city guards at all times stand there on both sides of the door with their ceremonial lances and outfit. They allow entrance to all free of charge, though there is a dress-code saying that one has to be clothed and cleaned in a proper manner, and the guards are free to disallow anyone entrance based on that. This code often functions to keep out the beggars and socially deprived in a legal way. The doors are open from twelve to six o’clock, when the main bell inside the building’s dome sounds twelve times at opening and six times when the doors are closed for visitors, accompanied by a great orchestra of the many other smaller bells in the dome. These lesser bells only sound at these two hours of noon, upon which many of the city’s shop owners also open and close their establishments. At every other hour the main bell simply sounds the appropriate number of times according to the hour.
As said, the Hall of the Creed is a square-sized building, and at all four of its outer walls it is lined by many tall and narrow leaded windows that go up all the way from the floor for nearly thirty feet. However, for safety precautions, an iron framework has been placed in front of these windows, so that none may pass through there with ill intend like has happened all too many times in the past, before such drastic measures were taken. Above this line of high windows the walls rise for forty more feet, featuring niches which support interesting statues of important people. Then, there is a flat ceiling, but in its centre there is the great dome with many small open windows. There is a small door going into this dome from the ceiling, making it possible to operate the great clockworks that the dome contains. This door then leads into the dome-room with the bells. The dome-room has a wooden floor of its own, so the dome is not open to the main hall below. There is however a staircase that leads there.
When entering the building through the more common main doors, one immediately finds himself inside the Hall of the Creed. There is no vestibule, no hallway, because these were all removed by the king who needed the resources for the palace. It is truly an impressive sight, as the room is as large as the structure itself. Light comes in only dimly through the leaded windows, so most light comes from an innumerable amount of candles which exude a most majestic deep purple light, which fills the entire Hall. Nevertheless, the Hall is quite dark and shadowy. Guards line the walls and look to see if none disobey.
The tiled floor is even everywhere, except that against the three doorless walls there are stepped stages with three large stone scroll statues. The western scroll reads the Old Creed as it was known before the founding of Port Rislan, the eastern scroll reads the exact nature of the misinterpretations as they were identified by Ris, and the southern scroll reads the final product, the New Creed, or simply the Old Creed with the adaptations already incorporated.
Behind every such scroll there stand two figures which hold it up, and it is known by all men of the Isles that these six figures represent the Six Divine. There is one exception though: behind the eastern scroll stands the statue of Ris. He is not one of the Six Divine, but since Ibrahan is no longer worshipped, his statue was removed later in history, and replaced by Ris’ statue. Members of the Old Creed speak of blasphemy. This little history shows itself in the awkward position of the hand of Ris holding the scroll: the wrist is quite twisted. This hand actually was the hand of Ibrahan, though the artist of Ris’ statue was not quite able to make his statue so that the arms would naturally join Ibrahan’s hands, and no-one dared remove these hands in fear of damaging the intricate words written on the scroll.
Besides these three monumental statues, there are four massive pillars in the center of the hall supporting the immense building’s roof. In the northern corners of the hall, two small spiral stairways lead up thirty-five feet, upon which they reach a narrow balcony which looks upon the interior of the hall and leads past the outer walls. From this balcony, on its southern side at the centre, a stairway elevates further through the roof into the dome.
Despite its religious appearance, the Hall of the Creed is not used for official religious practices. There are no gatherings and preaches here, as the building is not a temple. Here though anyone has the opportunity to read up on his knowledge of the Creed and revel in the splendor of the Six (Five) Divine. As such, it is also a place of pilgrimage.
The Centre Hall
In the centre of the Hall of the Creed a spiral stairway leads down into the underground Center Hall. The stairway descends like a praying eagle into the hall along its walls, and while going down it encircles the huge statue of the laboring Scorfane. From the wall hang many candles, joining the stairway in its plunge into the underground hall. It is a round, relatively small hall, with a diameter no more than thirty feet. It is also a very dark Hall, purposefully so, so as to make a majestic and mysterious atmosphere. Scorfane’s penetrating stone eyes seem to observe anyone entering very closely.
Once below (after a descent of about fifty feet), four double doors, normally each guarded by one guard, peer into the room and at the great bare feet of Scorfane from all four directions. Above each is written on a golden board in a delicate handwriting the name of the hall.
The Hall of Visual Arts
To the northeast, the door leads into the Hall of Visual Arts. This square hall of nearly eighty by eighty feet and also fifty feet high houses Port Rislan’s finest paintings and other eye candy. Many of the great paintings are so large that within a short time the entire wall was covered, and architects decided that, instead of creating new walls and thus divide the hall into many rooms, it was better to also use the higher levels of the outer walls. As such, a wooden construction now stands against each of the outer walls, with stairs running up from left to right and back again along the walls, with scaffolds allowing for passage besides the paintings up to nearly fifty feet above the ground. Light comes from many candles and four great chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling. The room is relatively well-lit as a result.
In the centre of the room, four great square columns hold aloft the ceiling. Nowadays, even the high walls of the Hall provide little left room for an expansion of the collection. As a solution, construction is currently in progress to build a staircase winding up against these pillars, to allow for the placement of yet more paintings. Some artists have expressed their disgust for this project, claiming that for a painter to allow his painting to be hung against a column instead of a wall is like affirming the work is simply redundant. They say they will not accept it and claim a further excavation and expansion of the Hall is the only way to recognize true art. A hundred years ago, this was also the case with the construction of the scaffolds against the outer walls though…
The Hall of Sculptures
To the northwest of the Center Hall is the Hall of Sculptures. It has the same dimensions as the Hall of Visual Arts and the other Halls. This room is quite a regular museum-type room. Statues line the walls often atop small stages or inside niches in the wall. Like in the Hall of Visual Arts the full height of the walls has been used, and scaffolds reach all the way up running past many niches filled with statues. Between these niches, candles burn. Upon entering the Hall, one may find himself overwhelmed by countless of stone or marble or bronze faces looking from all possible angles down upon him.
This feeling may well be greatly enforced by the colossal statue in the center of the room. Instead of the usual pillars, one great statue of an extremely muscled giant holds up the roof of this particular Hall with both his arms. The giant, naked, is a representation of a Giant god by the name of Rhromsden, of northern lands on the mainland, where Scorfane the dwarf originally hailed from. It is yet again a work of the great Scorfane himself.
The Hall of Literature
To the southeast is the Hall of Literature, also referred to as the National Library. Against all four walls, fifty feet high bookcases loom high over the Hall, without intervals. Ladders can be rolled along the wall over iron rails and as such each and every one of the thousands of books and parchments can be reached with only a bit of courage. In the centre of the room four columns stand, and crisscross between these stand many desks behind which anyone may sit down to study on nice and comfortable chairs. Candles rest on these desks, as well as ink and quills, provided and replenished by the state. Inside this Hall, utter silence is demanded, and the doors are, contrary to the doors into the other Halls, closed unless someone goes through. More guards patrol here than in most other Halls, if only to assure peace and the respectable use of the books. There is one section of books that is off-limit to most people though, containing the nations most valuable and original pieces of literature. These can only be looked into upon agreement with the librarian, who sits behind a desk as well. This person will then, most likely under many stern conditions if at all, allow someone to look into the book. Not a single book is allowed to be taken from the library though, and all users must report to the librarian when taking a book and when bringing it back. The librarian will require identification to register everything. Guards tend to be very strict in making sure no books leave the library. For instance, bags or such things must be left behind near the door, where the door guard maintains their safety.
The Hall of Relics and Heirlooms
To the southwest is probably the most famous of all halls. It houses less, but each part of the collection has at least some great renown among some people. Safety measures here are extraordinary. The Hall itself only houses the “lesser” treasures, while a vault excavated further to the south of the Hall safeguards the treasures that are simply too precious to allow them to be seen. Guards stand on the lookout, the locks are truly masterwork and not even magic is eschewed to safeguard the place. As a result, no-one has ever breached the vault, nor ever dared to try, but its existence and location are, curiously perhaps, known to all and hardly hidden. Perhaps that very fact makes burglars frighten away. Apparently the protection of the vault is so waterproof that hiding it is no longer necessary.
But in the Hall itself the treasures are to be seen, and they serve as a reminder of the past and present glory of the kingdom. Inside many glass showcases (magically protected of course) are shown jewels of long gone kings and queens, the legendary artifact swords of great generals, even the age-old and half-ragged green banner with golden cross of the forefathers of Port Rislan’s founders, who sailed under the leadership of prophetess Deska to Gremia.
Besides royal history, there are also many religious relics to be seen here. The most renowned of all these is most certainly the magically preserved corpse of Ris in the centre of the Hall. His body lies with its back inside a sarcophagus-like coffin but it is not closed and as such one may still admire him. In his pale hands he holds a scroll of the Creed and a rose, symbol of love. He is clothed in an incredibly intricate and many-layered gown of gold and purple, and the old face that sticks out features a grey beard and a bold forehead, but long grey locks still grow from the back of his head. These are combed very regularly. The sarcophagus itself is inside a glass showcase, as always magically protected.