[B]Ponders[/B]

Ponders Mordent had arrived at the college one day ago, though time was difficult to tell in this grey land. That was one reason for arriving so much later than he might otherwise have. This land was fascinating to him. He’d first arrived on the edge of the Twilight lands about three months ago and was immediately struck by its strangeness. He had to know everything about it. Why it was different, how exactly it was different, how long it had been like this. He’d stood still for a week just watching when he first saw it, taking in every detail. Then he’d moved to a different location and stood still, repeating the process several times. Eventually he’d decided to roam instead of standing still, and thats when he’d come across the College. Seeing the grand structure had reminded him of why he’d come to this land in the first place, and he’d headed almost straight there. The grey twilight land was interesting, but Geomancy fascinated him much more. That, and after some thought, he’d realised the college probably had a library. He couldn’t resist the pull of so much knowledge concentrated into one place.

At the gates, the guards had assumed he was a golem. Not entirely an unsurprising turn of events, and thankfully he’d already thought about what to do. He told them he was not a golem, and that he wanted to join the college. He was told to wait. Some people came to look at him while he waited, but he was content to wait and observe, his many component pieces gently revolving around his core. Eventually, people had gathered around him and the gate had been opened. No-one had specifically told him he was being considered a student, but when no-one moved to stop him he assumed they believed him.

He watched the behaviours of the various gathered beings, observing the strange creatures among them. When the call for questions came, he simply moved straight towards the college. He had no questions right now, his goal was the library. Maybe after he’d seen that he would ask questions. He moved at a solid stride towards the building and once inside the corridors, touched the first golem he saw. All he said was ‘Library.’ The Gargoyle sprung to life and peered at him suspiciously. “You’re a surly one aren’t ya.” It said. Ponders didn’t really know what to think about the beast. Khan had said some had developed personalities, this was obviously one of them. “Can’t you speak for yourself? Dropped a rock on your tongue?” It said, before some rasping grating noise escaped its unmoving mouth that was evidently its way of laughing.

Ponders simply looked at it. He was formulating a reply to the obstinate creature. It managed to just barely start speaking again before Ponders cut it off. “Will you take me to the library?” He said, his voice soft yet deep. The thing stared at him. He stared at it. Anyone else who arrived at that time would’ve seen a staring match between two statues and probably found the whole thing hilarious. Eventually, the gargoyle relented. “Fine, fine. The library it is. You’re no fun. No fun at all.” Ponders didn’t understand. He simply followed the small stone creature to the Library.