As he strode down Varrock High Street, Laurence took a double take; that building didnt belong there, did it? But a building couldnt appear out of nowhere, could it?

 

 

 

Ah, but this one did, noted a blue-garbed figure standing on the buildings porch. Come in, please.

 

 

 

Laurence thought a bit. He now realized that he had seen people coming and going from the building And it seemed that today it just had a way of catching ones attention. He chose to follow the figure in.

 

 

 

This is the Library. Or rather, the Falador Library. Yes, it belongs in Varrock, he said with a chuckle, Shall I give you the tour?

 

 

 

Too dumbstruck to speak, Laurence simply nodded.

 

 

 

Floor-to-ceiling shelves lined the walls and created smaller rooms out of the huge space. Most of the shelves were full. The blue-robed man noted that while it wasnt particularly organized, you could usually find what you were looking for.

 

 

 

And if you cant, ask him, he pointed to a man sitting behind a large desk, his nose in a book and wearing an odd-looking hat.

 

 

 

The tour guide (whom we shall call Archimage) pulled Laurence through a large aisle, the shelves of which were bursting with scrolls and leather-bound tomes. Archimage glanced at these with an air of contempt, while Laurence marveled at the sheer number.

 

 

 

Back here, we have our older member-run role plays, he said as they passed tables of miniatures and boards gathering dust. We havent had a large group since the beginning

 

 

 

He turned his attention to a large table covered in scenery and small buildings and figures. This is our pride and joy, Rusco. Our players have been away for some time though, and its time we provided for those who only want or need a shorter play session.

 

 

 

Whirling Laurence around, Archimage took him back to the front. Pulling a key from his robe, he unlocked a large (and slightly menacing) door to the right of the front desk.

 

 

 

This is our research and development room, I suppose you could call it. Over there, youll see our space models and character designs Theyll probably never be used, but theyre nice all the same. The real opportunity is on the other side of these shelves.

 

 

 

On the other side there was a large, low table, with a grid superimposed over the scenery and small figures placed on it.

 

 

 

For those who want a quick play opportunity, were creating these mechanical boards. You find the scenery you want, and then dial in a few numbers for random traps and encounters. The game would last a week or so, or one adventure would, and then pick up later. We havent worked out the full details yet. If you wanted you could join us and offer your ideas.

 

 

 

With that, he walked out of the room, locking the door behind him.

 

 

 

Over here, we have our sign-up desk, he pointed to a section of the desk, which surrounded the man wearing the odd hat. All you have to do is put down your name and a couple of our rules, which youll find on the board over there. Of course, you can always visit and watch the games without joining us.

 

 

 

Laurence thanked Archimage, and left the Library. It was an interesting place, he decided, and perhaps hed come back soon to see what the man in the odd hat had to say.

 

 

 

Authors Note: If youd like to join the Falador Library, please check out this sticky (you must be logged into the forums to do so).

 

 

 

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