Sorry. Sorry for making such bad posts.
I can see that some of you guys are actually trying to help me become a better poster. I want to be a better poster, I want to be able to get all the ideas in my head down on paper properly. I want my ideas to have a worthy execution.
But I am not the best writer in the world, and i do not think that I have the experience that you guys have either. I have thought about this for some time now, and I have come to the conclusion that I am not old enough to be posting on this page.
I know that many of you mean perfectly well in your comments, but it is simply to much for me when you make fun of me.
I can't take it, and I see that as a sign. It means that I should never come back here. At least not until I am older and better in grammer, punctuation, execution of ideas and such.
In the future I would advice you to be a little more careful when commenting on people. Not everbody is able too "take it", if you know what I mean?
I did not do my best. But there is no need to make fun of me.
I don't think that is a good way of helping.
Besides I may not be as old as you guys. And therefore not so good at grammar and stuff. It's hard to make a good character.
And you are not exactly making it any esier.
I will try to make the NPC better. Go to Comment
Saril had a dream. To open a library in the windswept wastes of Naarish, so that the people of the many villages and towns spread over the hundreds of leagues of desert could discover the joys of his books. For a whole year he kept his library open, but alas, almost no one came.
That is when Saril came up with his new idea. If people didn't travel to read his books, he would travel to them! Saril closed his library, hired a team of twelve camels, loaded up the beasts with all of his books and proceeded to invent the first nomadic library.
Now children and adults alike, looked forward to hearing the bells of Saril's camels as he entered their villages, as he tirelessly traversed the deserts in a long circuitous route, visiting every village and town he came across, in turn. It came to pas that Saril's traveling library came to some fame, and that is how the folk of Naarish became literate.
A word of warning though. Naarish has only six thousand volumes. He deals with those that lose or steal his tomes quite "harshly", by bypassing the town or village which was responsible for losing one of his books for that calendar year.