Six-Tails Bonanza!

I finally reached the bottom of the rope and landed gently on my feet to find that I was in a huge palace-sized room filled with nothing but books. I was truly surprised and humbled by this sight as I walked forward toward a long bridge that stretched outward to the other side, which was also covered with bookcases of books that seemingly stretched on forever. Walking forward, I saw a huge owl-looking bird swoop down to the bridge I was facing and the creature seemingly floated toward me with its wings covering his body like a cloak.

Fukuro had taken notice of yet another new face entering his library, it appeared that word of the ancient structure rising from the sands of ancient times spread fast. Based on my knowledge of apparel he was from the forest province to the east and smelled of scales. I would land before him and seemingly float close enough to speak. "Welcome seeker of knowledge, to my treasure trove of information. There are merely two things that you should know before going any further, first that I shall require a tribute of some form of new knowledge for my collection or else you will be escorted out. Refusal to leave should you not be able to contribute will result in me adding your head to my collection for study." I would look off to the left to show a wall of all sorts of mounted heads, appearing to have everything but human so far. "Secondly, that I ask you to not delve into this free gift of knowledge with malice intent. Looking into my sacred library only to look for the destruction of others is unforgivable and thus I will not allow it. In addition to this rule you are not to destroy anything within these walls, doing so will result the same as you refusing to leave. So then, step forward and pay your tribute."

I listened to the large owl speak to me of the rules of the library. They were simple and it was simple enough to abide by. I then took out of my outfit's back pocket a journal, with a cover made of finely carved wood and walked up to the owl with the journal in my hands. "I have brought to you a journal that has been passed down from generation to generation to the leaders of the Dovahkiin Clan. This journal comproses of the priceless history of the original creation of the Dov in the first generation of humankind. I give this to you willingly as a sign of my faith in your wisdom and protection of knowledge."

A wooden book was rare in this day an age which seemed to signify its age, it also still had a distinct smell that reminded him of when humanity was young and the trees were still ancient and untouched. I would wave my wing over his hand and the book would disappear, no longer in our current presence but stored away deep in my personal collection to be viewed at my leisure. "This is acceptable, enjoy your stay and remember the rules. They might just save your life." I would step onto the ledge as I had for the previous visitors and launch myself down gracefully to return to my chambers and continue my study.

[exit]

His wing took the journal from my hands and he then flew down to the library's depths. Now to find information on the Rokubi, the six-tailed bijuu. What are its strengths and weaknesses? Where can I find it? What are its movement patterns? Is it willing to speak if I asked it to? What kind of person would she want to talk to in the first place? How would I go about getting its attention? Hopefully, I can get the answers I need here, in this grand and ancient library.