Corpus Tamrielicum - The Imperial Library

[20.1] FOOLS' EBONY I
immediately. Your gold will, alas, not be refunded. As a saving grace, this series of vignettes
contains gratuitous references to all pleasures of the flesh. You may enjoy it. Ah, here comes
our hero, the roguish Dark Elf called the Adventurer. It is time for Prologue to trip merrily
away.
Exit Prologue
Enter the ADVENTURER
ADVENTURER: What an odd conversation I just heard between those two mages. It is best
not to speak of such matters next to privy hedges.
Enter 2 Priests of Akatosh (LHEBAN, KOMON)
LHEBAN: Mind if we join you, fellow? ... Good, need some company ourselves. I am named
Lheban, my fellow priest here is Komon. We both serve Akatosh, all in our own ways, of
course ...
ADVENTURER: Make yourselves at home, it's not my bench. But I thought that priests ...
didn't go to ... er ... places like this, Inns. I mean ... unless on duty?
LHEBAN: Oh, we're not on duty. Got to regenerate our internal vital energies, so we can go
on blessing and curing ...
KOMON: We often come here, hike up our robes, kick up our heels, as it were. Fill up with
some bottled energy ...
(Komon snickers)
LHEBAN: Looking for those in need of comfort and blessing, of course ...
KOMON: Oh, yes, Oh yes ... like that young girl outside the other evening ...
(Lheban kicks Komon)
KOMON: ... and anyway our High Priest told us to get lost...
LHEBAN: He means told us to get some air. We've been having visions, you see...
KOMON: Yes, sort of weird, really ... and we hadn't even been taking any of that ...
(Lheban kicks Komon)
LHEBAN: Both of us been having the same visions - real odd.
ADVENTURER: Do tell, I'm not going anywhere in a hurry.
LHEBAN: Well, we've both been hearing sort of ... words ... for a start. Like 'Sir Nich' or
'Sain Nack' ...
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