>>5653592>>5653611>>5653613>>5653627>>5653697>>5653718>>5653766>>5653912“Thank you for the lesson master archivist, while I don’t know how to read very well myself, I always liked hearing my uncles read me stories about heroes from the past.”
“You know how to read?” the archivist says cocking a bushy eyebrow.
“Only a little, my uncle was a merchant, he taught me how to read from his ledgers, so I only know simple words like cloth, fish, iron, grain.”
“Tell me boy, did he also teach you numbers?”
“He taught me two plus two is four and that four minus three is one.”
The archivist’s other eyebrow raises in surprise “Well boy being able to do that puts you head and shoulders above the rest of the layabouts here. You know we’re surprisingly similar boy I too started out as an illiterate commoner, and it was my love of stories that drove me to pester the local magistrate until he took me on as an assistant and taught me to read. I simply devoured writing of any kind while I was there and noticing my passion for books and writing the magistrate forwarded me here to help the old archivist manage this massive collection of knowledge. It was a dream come true, all the books I could ever wish to read at my finger tips and nearly all the time in the world to read them in,” the archivist lets out a longing sigh, “Although now-a-days I find I don’t have the time to enjoy reading as much as I once did. Everything seems to take longer than it used to and I find it harder and harder to focus on the words on the page these days.” The Archivist falls silent and seems to shrink as he contemplates his own words.
Looking at the archivist now, you don’t see an irritable old man fed up with the ignorance of those around him, but rather an old man saddened and not a little bit frightened by his own failing body and mind. That one day he will be unable to do thing that he loves. In a moment of compassion for this old man you reach out and touch him breaking him from his reverie. “Um Wha-what were we talking about? Oh yes you said you liked hearing stories about heroes from the past, did you? Well I’ll tell you what, come by the archives again when you have some free time and I’ll show you some books on Hyrule’s heroic folklore.”
“Thank you, archivist,” you say bowing your head slightly.
“Oh, its archivist Jirron and think nothing of it.” Jirron glances over at sergeant Korus who’d been waiting by the door. “I think I’ve taken enough of your time boy, best get back to your duties before Korus over there falls asleep.” With that the archivist leaves you heading into the maze of books while you catch up with Korus.
