adds more story idk

lore/places.txt

@@ -12,6 +12,10 @@ Palace of skies:
 Willow Hall:
 	Contains library, and Auroklos's small office.
 
+Cedar Library:
+	Library with cedar.
+	smells nice.
+
 White Hall
 	Houses the Office of Chastity.
 

sarlastory/mystery-outline.txt

@@ -11,3 +11,40 @@ But it looks like he was having second thoughts?? what evidence, and was killed
 There's an open Council meeting (general attendance expected, not attendance requested or attendance permitted) to announce Rikka's death.
 
 Auroklos shows up to a Council meeting and brings up concerns about the handling of Master Cobb's death.
+
+
+Clues:
+	- Some point realise it's Bird magic?
+	- Cobb was interested in finding the Reliquary
+		- Someone wanted to stop him?
+
+Suspects:
+	- Mijesi obviously
+		- Bird magic expert? Bird expert?
+		- Timing of his arrival sus af
+		- Mysterious man
+	- Ennearch of Reason Suati
+		- Interested in finding the Reliquary and solidify power
+		- Cares greatly about the state of the Threding and solidying magical power to the East.
+	- Auroklos
+
+
+
+---
+
+
+	Opening Image – 0% to 1% - 1
+	Theme Stated – 5% - 1
+	Setup – 1% to 10% -
+	Catalyst – 10% - 1
+	Debate – 10% to 20%
+	Break Into Two – 20%
+	B Story – 22% - 1
+	Fun and Games – 20% to 50%
+	Midpoint – 50% - 1
+	Bad Guys Close In – 50% to 75%
+	All is Lost – 75% - 1
+	Dark Night of the Soul – 75% to 80%
+	Break Into Three – 80%
+	Finale – 80% to 99%
+	Final Image – 99% to 100% - 1

sarlastory/sarla-arrives-at-reason.txt

@@ -0,0 +1,25 @@
+Ennearch Suati gave Sarla a withering look as they walked into Suati's office.
+
+Suati gestured for Sarla to speak, and otherwise said nothing.
+
+―What kind of person was Master Cobb? Sarla asked.
+
+―He was a Master, as you know.
+	Loyal to the Office of Reason.
+	Strong magician.
+
+―Enemies?
+	Anyone who would want him dead?
+
+Suati rolled her eyes.
+
+―Sure, there are queues of enemies, each telling us their specific plans for murder.
+
+She sighed.
+―Sarla, the Office of Reason has been a loyal prong of the Hierarchy.
+	Even as other Ennearchs lost hold of their lands, even as the Conclave lost its land
+	My predecessors ruled the east, keeping the Dwarves at bay even as the rest of the Beasts lost to the republicans.
+
+―I'll want to look at all his correspondence, if that's possible.
+
+―

sarlastory/sarla-helps-mijesi-with-book.txt

@@ -0,0 +1,109 @@
+More than a few yaks waited outside the Hall of Skies theatre; more than Sarla would have expected.
+Ennearch Simeon stood, with a few younger yaks wearing his Office robes.
+Master Yury was there as well, and he chatted softly with a yak Sarla didn't recognise.
+The newcomer had white fur, thin in patches, showing pink skin underneath.
+He carried a parasol, closed, and wore unfamiliar robes.
+
+―There's our guest, Auroklos said, stopping Sarla from approaching.
+	We can talk more afterwards, but I received a request from Miriam earlier in the day.
+	Your help with his research.
+
+―My help? Sarla asked.
+	I have no expertise in Birdsong.
+
+―Ah, well.
+	It would be assistance of a different character.
+	Not quite as intellectual.
+	Miriam can explain more, but there are some challenges to working with very old books that require your skills.
+
+Sarla nodded slowly.
+―My skills?
+
+―Specifically, large quantities of magic.
+	For restoring damage to old books as it occurs while they're being read.
+	There really aren't any others who could handle it like you.
+
+―Would this help me improve my abilities?
+	Practice controlling magic?
+
+―Most likely not, but Miriam would know more about what it takes.
+	She suggested that they have ways of funneling raw power into devices.
+	It's quite elegant, very old Dwarf-magic.
+	Must be quite early post-Imperial.
+	Or even late Imperial.
+	I suppose they have records, I hadn't really thought about it.
+
+Sarla began to feel her face flush.
+―Master, I don't want to sound ungrateful, but I would rather continue research.
+	Or practice using more powerful magic―
+
+―Absolutely not, not at this stage.
+	It's far too dangerous for you at this stage.
+	You haven't been trying again, have you?
+
+His eyes probed and he sharpened his attention on her.
+Sarla shook her head, and Auroklos continued, relaxing.
+―No, this is a good fit.
+	Miriam has asked it of me as a favour anyway.
+	Anyway, let us meet him, hear about his translation.
+
+---
+
+Mijesi stood on the dais at the far end of the hall, under the sounding board, with Miriam beside.
+
+As soon as she began to speak, the room grew quiet, and her quiet voice rang out.
+
+―Our guest, honoured Mijesi, has come from the Dwarf Threding to tell us of his work.
+	He has recently worked on translating a Birdsong account of the creation of the Hidden Lands, which he will be reading for us.
+	The Council is in support of this.
+
+She paused, and Sarla glanced at Master Yury, who nodded quietly.
+
+―Mijesi is a Templar of the Rock.
+	The Hierarch herself studied at the Temple.
+	Moreover, it is well known to us that the Birds have a different picture of the world, corrupted by their own arrogance.
+	Their beliefs are of purely scholarly interest, and our understanding of their myths is important if we wish to understand them.
+	The Council agrees that there is no harm in hearing the heresies they believe.
+
+She paused.
+
+―Please, honoured Mijesi, she said, gesturing for him to come to the stage.
+
+The mottled yak walked slowly to the front of the dais, shuffling a stack of paper.
+His accented voice was deep and low as he read.
+
+―The Lord of the Mountain, pursued by enemies, gathered his power and tore into space, creating a pocket from the Outer Land.
+	His very body filled this new space, and he let the whole of his power flow out.
+	His skin became the firmament of this new place;
+	his muscles became the earth;
+	his blood became the rivers and seas.
+	Piece by piece he let his voice ring out through his body, in his act of Creation.
+	The echoes of his memories became the new past of his Work, while his hopes became the future.
+	Life sprang up, and he began to hear their voices in what was once his ears.
+	Their voices blended into his, and his power began to divide.
+	The Dwarves, echoes of the Fourth Race, received part of his power.
+	Those cousins of the Fifth Race, the Beasts, received part of his power.
+	But the division of power was incomplete, as it was fated to be.
+
+Mijesi stopped reading.
+
+―This is not easy to describe.
+	Bird legend, they have many myths about division.
+
+He resumed reading.
+
+―The Birds saw that his power was beginning to slip away.
+	As the Lord's body finally disappeared, his eyes remained, unbroken and unbreakable.
+	The Bird who would become the First Sky-Lord saw the Lord's Will was tied to his Work, and as long as his Work persisted, his Will and Body could not be destroyed.
+	But his Will was spread across the Hidden Lands, along with his Power.
+	His Eyes, Os and Od, did not have the Lord's wisdom, nor his control, and they burned indiscriminately through the land they saw.
+
+	The First Sky-Lord took one of the Eyes in his claws, and flew it far from the other, for they were less destructive while apart.
+	
+
+---
+
+The Cedar Library stood close to the Palace of Skies, hiding in its shadow.
+The curator, Miriam, waited inside with Mijesi as Sarla and her teacher entered.
+# todo if Mijesi
+She held a relatively large wooden box.

witchstory/witch-confronts-caprina.txt

@@ -27,7 +27,7 @@ The Witch looked thoughtful for a moment, before finally moving to open her damn
 ―Beats me, I wasn't there at the time.
 	Sounds made up, but there are crazier stories about the Emperor that are true.
 	Also, if you don't want to take the chair, this old goat is going to sit herself back down anyway.
-	Rest my bones.
+	Rest my legs.
 
 Caprina slowly walked back to her comfy chair, and picked up her comfy tea.
 If she had to engage in a staring match with a taciturn Witch, she'd do so comfortably.