Heart of Dorkness Scourge Forty-Two - Ker-Chunk

Scourge Forty-Two - Ker-Chunk

Scourge Forty-Two - Ker-Chunk

Whats this place? I ask

The rooms obviously so sort of office space. There are a few writing tables, a shelf along the back wall with stacks of binders on it, and a workspace in the centre. It looks like soones gone around and shuffled through things recently, but nothings broken.

Es sets her lamp down on the worktable, then adjusts the wick to give us a bit more light. So you see any lights? she asks.

I glance around, then find a few candle holders up against the wall, with brass cages around them to keep the flas at bay. I use a dark magic disk to get closer to one and pull it down.

Es lights the candle, then another, and soon the room is bright enough to read in. Alright, she says. Were looking for... well, missing books.

Its going to be hard to find sothing thats not here, I say.

Es nods. Youre right. She kneels down under the table and after a bit, goes Ah-hah! She cos up with a large dossier. Hundreds of pages held in place by loops of tal. Flicking it open, she reveals a long list of titles, one per page with little notations carefully penned beneath them. Dates and nas, then a stamped symbol at the end of so of the lines.

Is that like a librarys index? I ask.

Thats exactly what it is, Emse says. The stamp is the librarian who took the book back. I had my own once, you know. I didnt get to do much, but theyd let take care of the young education books. Anyway. I doubt that Altums thieves would have been so kind as to sign out the books they stole.

So thats not too helpful, I say.

She shakes her head. No no, we just want the title and category code of the missing books. This is a list of every book in... she tips the book over to read the cover. Section two hundred and twelve to section two hundred and fourteen of the vault. She gestures under the table, and by leaning over, I can tell that there are dozens of similar books.

Alright, I say. I tug one out at random. So, any books about necromancy then?

Exactly!

And knowing the title will help us how? I ask.

She grins. Then we do so forbidden and secret magic.

Oh? I ask.

You and your mom might have soul magic of so sort, for making your monsters, but youre not the only ones with your own sort of magic. Sempers library magic is a deep secret, hidden from all but her loyal Archivists. It runs on a very specific sort of Contempt magic.

A hybrid magic then, I say. Do you know how to cast with it?

Es flushes. I can muddle through. Enough for this. Now get flipping, we need to find so titles.

I laugh, then do as she says. Ess not usually so bossy. Its kind of cute to see her all flustered about sothing she cares about so much.

I get lucky as I flip through so pages. Heres one. The book had been taken out once... maybe twenty years ago. Dead Exhausted. I turn the binder so she can see it better.

Es glances over. Read out the category code for . Its the one here, with the letters and numbers. She turns to the wall behind up and moves towards one section.

I read out a string of numbers until she interrupts .

Just one part at a ti. Its going to narrow things down. Alright, next bit?

It takes two more segnts for her to pick out a binder, then she brings it open and sets it next to us. The entire thing is subdivided even more, with tabs sticking out of the top. Soon enough, Es has it open to a set of pages about the book. Not just pages though, theres a card slid into a page thats been built with a pouch in it.

Es slips the card out and grins. This is it, she says.

Whats that?

The books relay card. Es runs over to the other end of the room, opens a cupboard, then returns with a big contraption. It had a large handle on one side, a few dials and wires running into a box, and next to that theres a set of keys with numbers on them. Es slips the card into a slot at the top, then grabs the handle.

She does nothing.

Are you oka--

Shh, Im concentrating, she says.

I back off and wait, watching her frown at nothing with her eyes closed and lips puckered out. Sotis I forget that Es has so many little freckles across the brow of her nose. I kind of want to touch them.

Got it, she mutters.

The handle cos down with a satisfying ker-chunk! Then the machine starts to click. A panel opens on the top, one side has a compass of sorts which spins around wildly and the other had a bunch of tiny panels with numbers on them that flip around madle with a clatter like soone shaking a jar of bolts around.

It stops with a clack, and Es and I lean closer.

The compass is pointing to our left sowhere.

Only about a hundred tres away, and deeper into the vault, Es says. She sighs and tugs the card out. No good. Lets find another.

Wait, it tells you where the book is?

Yup! Easiest way to find a book in a big library. Especially when so morons like ruining the sorting with their grubby little hands. Or you can use it to track a late book.

Thats really neat, I say. I bet there are other uses too. Tracking and such. The machine doesnt really point to the book, does it?

Not the book, theres an identical card sewn into the back cover of most books here, Es says. She replaces everything and returns to the index. Lets make a list. Book titles, then the code. We should leave with four or five cards, in case Altums people break a card or... or toss a book away.

I nod. That makes sense. Whats the range of this thing?

Its not that great. A few kilotres, I think.

Thats still pretty good. Being given a precise direction and an exact range from even just one kilotre away is excellent. Better than look around manually, at least.

Es starts to list off books as she finds them, and I get back to searching too. Anything thats vaguely necromancy-related goes on the list.

Rolling Bones - Greatest Hits, by D. CeasedRaise Dead: A Limpet's Guide to Undeath, by Fenfang FangTaming the Necromancer - a Romance, by Napoleon BoneapartThe Dead and Their Fungi-est Uses, by N/AThe Legend of Bonesy, by B. RoccoliKnitting For the Undead, by Maud of Downing Forest

That should do it, Es says as she adds the last book to the list with a flourish. If we cant find at least two or three of those in the vault, then theyve been taken by Altums people.

Nice work, I say as I close the index Ive been looking through. Can you check the cards?

Es nods and moves over to the wall of binders with her list. She goes through them quickly, narrowing down which one she needs before pulling it off the wall. Soon we have a small stack of books on the table, and I start going through them with her, our shoulders bumping against each other sotis.

Leave them open on the right page, she murmurs. Well want to replace those we cant use.

Right, I say. I dont really care all that much about leaving things nice and neat, but I guess its only polite to leave things as clean as we found them.

The first two books we try are duds. I guess Altums people werent here looking for romance books or fictional stories at all. The next few though.

The machine ker-chunks again as Es pulls down its handle, and we both lean in to watch the display flip around. This ti it goes on for much longer, the dials spinning until they seem to run out of montum. The compass, though, locks onto a point sowhere to our right and stays locked that way.

Is that a good sign? I ask.

It is, she says. She looks up to , grinning big and silly. We got one. The range is... more than three kilotres, it ran out of energy.

Can we give it a bigger jolt? I ask.

And burn it out? Es shakes her head. No, wed need a special one for that. I think a few exist. But then youd need an Archivist to work them. A proper, well-trained one. I think this is the best I can do for now.

Alright, I say. A direction is better than nothing. Lets check on the next few cards, then... I guess we head out and track them down. Do you think this is pointing towards the capital?

Es looks around, and I can almost see the gears in her head clacking as she gets a sense of which direction the compass is pointing towards. No... I think thats pointing south. South and maybe a little bit east.

Okay, I say. We have a direction, thats a lot already. Im glad youre here. Youre a real genius sotis, you know?

Ess cheeks puff out, and her hair snaps with a static-y discharge. I know that. Now, lets go tell the others. Maybe we can catch these thieves before they get too far!

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