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Merron Schezar

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In and Out of Astral Planes
« on: February 20, 2016, 09:56:01 PM »
If there was one thing to be said about people, it was that at least they were curious creatures. They asked questions, they pondered, they experimented. They put objects on public display and wondered about them. On the whole, their industrious nature combined with the penchant for asking a great many questions had been a boon.

On the other hand, the vast majority of the things they wondered about were ridiculous, meaningless, transient, and dull.

Merron's eyes glossed over as he skimmed the description of the object on display in front of him. There was little information contained in the text that he could not have surmised from a minute of study of the object itself. It was some sort of vessel for liquids. It was only a few hundred years old, but it was not from Dhemlan. It had come from one of the northern Territories of Kaeleer, judging by the materials used; mostly an assortment of metals. The script etched into it was flowing and full of little embellishments that were partially obscured by paint, but it was unmistakably from the northeast part of Kaeleer. The only information the little card had told him was who had made it, which was not of much interest to him.

In truth, most of the things in this museum held little interest to him. He had come in hopes of his mind processing his current conundrum in the background while he was otherwise occupied. The museum had appeared a few decades before, but he'd never had a reason to visit. Most of the artifacts, if they could be called that, that the museum offered were curios from other Territories rather than anything of scientific value. The rest of it was art from a similarly disparate range of places and times. He could have found a similar selection of "interesting" objects in his parents' country house, from just as wide a variety of places, but likely with more historical significance or import.

The low hum of conversation occasionally reached his ears as small groups passed by, largely ignoring the dark-Jeweled male. He, in turn, ignored them. Every so often he caught a glimpse of one of the museum workers surreptitiously checking on him; he'd been there for the better part of three hours now, and had thus far managed to wave off any attempts at polite inquiry. Despite the lack of any real interest in what the place held, Merron was finding that it was a good place to think.

He had made his way through two rooms in the time he'd been there. The second had been larger than the first, and the strange little double-walled vessel had been the last of the objects in it. The next room was another of the smaller ones, with paintings lining the walls and a large table towards the middle of the room that was mostly taken over displaying a large map of the stars and constellations that had been carved into a piece of dark stone and inlaid with shells, gemstones, and tendrils of gold. It was easily the most ostentatious thing he'd seen in the museum thus far, but also the most intriguing.

Slowly making his way around the thing, he studied it, much more closely than any of the others.

Aodhan Sorensen

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Re: In and Out of Astral Planes
« Reply #1 on: February 29, 2016, 02:22:36 PM »
Aodhan had been directed to a particular room in the gallery. It would, he was told, have an example of the work that they were looking to procure an entire collection on and, oh, couldn't he just see if he had seen anything of the like before? Easygoing on principle, the Warlord had agreed simply because it seemed to be the easiest way to shake off the - almost desperate - curator.

Navigating through the museum, the male kept an eye out on the various exhibits. He was told that he "couldn't miss it." That, at least, he was skeptical about. In his experience, one historical artifact was often just the same as the next.. although he would allow that for those whose fields of interest centered on such things it was likely to be very different. The only things that held his attention in passing had been an exhibit of maps.

Aging was clear in the yellowed parchment, the fading of the inked paths that had been charted. Even at a glance the seasoned merchant could have identified them as trade routes. But they were also indicative of a different age, as many of the navigational choices had phased out over time: geographic changes, tides and winds shifting.. it was something he could have analyzed for hours if Aodhan had given himself the opportunity. However, he was on a mission.

..one that included avoiding the desperate curator. Glancing over his shoulder, the Warlord pushed into the next room.

It was much the same as all the rest that he had seen already, but for one item. It was a large map, engraved in stone. The map alone would have been enough to pique his interest, but the inlay of shells, semi-precious stones and precious metals had glittered just enough to catch the Warlord's eye. it seemed...likely?

Ambling over, Aodhan paused to observe it for a moment. Shifting to the side to allow a witch and her escort to pass more freely, he found himself next to a Prince who was observing the same artifact. "My," he remarked mildly. " How subtle."

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Re: In and Out of Astral Planes
« Reply #2 on: March 10, 2016, 01:03:23 AM »
The surface of the table was, upon further reflection and study, not only well-made but also more accurate than Merron had expected. The angles and lines between various celestial bodies were just enough off that he had thought whoever had made the table hadn't been overly attentive to their placement, but there was a uniformity to the skewed nature of the design and Merron belatedly realized that it was because the map had been made from the positioning of the stars in the far south of Kaeleer.

The craftsmanship of the piece was, as far as Merron could tell, quite good. There didn't seem to be any gaps between the table and inlays and the materials all appeared to be of high quality.

Merron's attention was focused on the table and his awareness of his surroundings faded to the background. It wasn't until someone spoke nearby that took his eyes, and thus his mind, from the glint and sparkle of the stones meant to imitate the stars. His gaze didn't linger on the man who had at some point ended up at his side, going back almost immediately to the table as the Prince considered the half-heard words.

"Subtle" was just about the last word that Merron would have used to describe the map of the heavens. However, judging by the man's tone, it was meant to be taken as a joke. Despite how much a very small number of people chided him about taking everything far too seriously, he wasn't entirely humorless. He understood humor, but he didn't always quite know how to respond.

"They might have used a few more colors, somewhere," the Prince replied dryly, his neutral expression hiding a small glint of amusement. "However, subtle or not, it is quite the impressive piece of work."

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Re: In and Out of Astral Planes
« Reply #3 on: March 28, 2016, 03:25:12 PM »

Identifying the male's tone of voice as dry, Aodhan lifted a brow. His wry expression hadn't changed at all. Every second he looked at the thing, he discovered a new and heretofore unseen embellishment. Blinking down at the table for a moment, the Warlord tilted his head.

"I feel like it's missing an egg-sized ruby or three." A pause. "Maybe a diamond of the same size. Clearly, missed opportunities. For shame." Remaining mild, Aodhan shifted as he slid his hands into his pockets.

Well. At least it would be easy to see if something was an authentic matching piece. It wasn't as if the market in antiquated goods were rife with things created in this image. Between the accuracy of the charts and the.. er. Distinct aesthetic flourishes, combined with the quality of the craftsmanship, the male was confident in his ability to find the authentic pieces from the dupes. Although why anyone would want it....

To each their own, he supposed.

After a moment, Aodhan refocused on the conversation with the male. He was of a long-lived race, his skin darker than Aodhan's own, and of a higher rank and caste - although neither seemed to bother the relatively imperturbable Warlord. The older male's expression had been intent on the piece, studious in a way that casual spectators rarely were.

It was enough to pique his own curiousity. "I find it surprising to see it so accurate, especially given the.., er," for a moment, it seemed like his affable nature had been tried beyond endurance, attempting to find a polite way to describe the appearance of the table. "Unique aesthetic." Aodhan paused as he frowned down at the map briefly. "Although there are discrepancies. Likely accounted for in the age of the charts, rather than any real error, though."

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Re: In and Out of Astral Planes
« Reply #4 on: December 26, 2016, 11:16:52 PM »
Merron blinked, glanced over at the other man, and tilted his head in mild bewilderment. Why would they need those? There was no place for rubies and diamonds of that size that wouldn't sacrifice accuracy in other areas of the chart. But in taking another look at the other man, Merron realized that it was very possible that the shorter-lived male simply didn't know any better.

As the Prince went back to studying the table again, however, he had to rethink his estimation of the man. He had recognized that the seemingly random pattern of inlay on the stone surface was an accurate star chart, even if he was incorrect in his assumptions about the reason for the discrepancies.

"Planetary curvature," Merron corrected, reaching out to point to a few of the larger markers on the table. "These three stars form a more equilateral triangle the further southeast they are viewed from. If it was an issue of age, this one--" he indicated one small yellow citrine, a few finger-widths from the triangle "--would be closer to the triangle, along with a number of other adjustments, and then only if it were a Dhemlan chart. This piece should only be a few hundred years old, and is certainly not from Dhemlan."

Having finished his lecture (and that was exactly what Lyn would have called it, he was sure), the dark-Jeweled Prince clasped his hands behind his back and went back to studying the table, this time trying to calculate some of the other changes in his head just to see if he could. Having seen the stars slowly shift even in Dhemlan over the years, it was half digging up old memories and half estimated calculations. He idly wondered if there was any other piece like this one, preferably older, that could be used for reference.