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    The young apprentice librarian climbs the pillars of the Great Library to retrieve a treatise on sweetwood timber. However, instead of finding the expected text, he discovers four ancient and forgotten barkscrolls tucked away in the scroll holder. Intrigued by the intricate illustrations on the margins depicting sky ships, pilots, goblins and battles, the librarian sits down in the hanging basket and begins to read the first scroll, his heart pounding in anticipation of the unknown histories and tales within.

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    The young apprentice librarian climbs the pillars of the Great Library to retrieve a treatise on sweetwood timber. However, instead of finding the expected text, he discovers four ancient and forgotten barkscrolls tucked away in the scroll holder. Intrigued by the intricate illustrations on the margins depicting sky ships, pilots, goblins and battles, the librarian sits down in the hanging basket and begins to read the first scroll, his heart pounding in anticipation of the unknown histories and tales within.

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    The young apprentice librarian climbs the pillars of the Great Library to retrieve a treatise on sweetwood timber. However, instead of finding the expected text, he discovers four ancient and forgotten barkscrolls tucked away in the scroll holder. Intrigued by the intricate illustrations on the margins depicting sky ships, pilots, goblins and battles, the librarian sits down in the hanging basket and begins to read the first scroll, his heart pounding in anticipation of the unknown histories and tales within.

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    Lost Bark Scrolls

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    The young apprentice librarian climbs the pillars of the Great Library to retrieve a treatise on sweetwood timber. However, instead of finding the expected text, he discovers four ancient and forgotten barkscrolls tucked away in the scroll holder. Intrigued by the intricate illustrations on the margins depicting sky ships, pilots, goblins and battles, the librarian sits down in the hanging basket and begins to read the first scroll, his heart pounding in anticipation of the unknown histories and tales within.

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    The Lost Barkscrolls Introduction The young apprentice librarian hurried up the steps of the Great Library, his

    brown homespun robes flapping. He crossed the threshold beneath the imposing statue of the first High Librarian, Fenbrus Lodd, and entered the vast circular building. He picked his way between the forest of tall pillars, each one studded with climbing-pegs, pausing only to breathe in the familiar smell of woodcamphor and bark-mildew. All round him, motes of glittering dust danced in the shafts of golden light that streamed in through the windows. Looking up, he saw the barkscrolls hanging in great clusters from the shadowy vaulted rafters. Countless precious manuscripts, meticulously transcribed in woodink onto bark parchment and carefully stored by generations of librarians stretching back to the time of Kobold the wise, stored in the Great Library of the Free Glades. Learned treatises on Deepwoods creatures hung beside works on medicine and woodlore. First-hand accounts of sky battles from the First Age of Flight hung next to cloudwatching manuals and sagas from the Goblin Nations. Works on every aspect of the Edgelands and its history from the destruction of Old Undertown to the War for the Free Glades could be found high in the rafters of the Great Library, their dusty pages full of sky pirates, leagues-masters, knights academic and strange goblin tribes. The librarian stopped before one of the great pillars and read the copperwood plaque at its base. Then, tucking the hem of his robe into his belt, he began to climb the great column, taking the jutting rungs two at a time. He was eager to find the treatise on sweetwood timber which he needed to complete the study on buoyant wood he was working on. High up in the rafters, he eased himself down into one of the hanging-baskets and, seizing a rope, pulled himself through the air . . .

    Sapwood, shankwood, stinkwood . . . He read off the plaques on the roof-timbers overhead. Sweetwood. Taking care not to up-end the precariously swinging basket, he reached across and pulled towards him the dusty scroll-holder that hung from a hook beneath the plaque. Peering inside the carved wooden tube, the librarian frowned. Instead of Arboris Helquixs recent study of sweetwood hed been expecting, there were four dusty, long-forgotten barkscrolls inside. Despite the best efforts of the librarians, sometimes those less skilful in the baskets would knock the scrollholders and dislodge their contents, sending them tumbling to the floor, far below, like falling leaves. Apprentices were supposed to sweep them up and return them to the correct rafters, but mistakes did happen. Who knows from what shadowy corner of the library these ancient scrolls had come from? thought the librarian, as he pulled them out of the holder and held them up. They certainly looked a good deal more interesting than old Helquixs interminable account of leaf shapes and woodgrain. The outside margins of the scrolls were covered in intricate illuminations of ancient sky ships, hooded stone pilots, strange goblins with curling tendrils and great battles. The librarian sat down and settled himself in the hanging-basket, his heart pounding and his mouth suddenly dry. Slowly, with trembling fingers, he unfurled the first of the yellowing scrolls and began to read . . .

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