Scrubble had arrived, to investigate this so called new deities temple. Nobody told Scrubble there was a new god even though Scrubble is the holiest and mightiest god! Scrubble would deal with this later though. As Scrubble had finally arrived outside the new temple. It was a rather tall building to be sure but it could not stand in the way of Scrubble on his quest to gain entrance. Scrubble soon arrived at the door which had emblazoned on it ONLY I KNOW THE SECRET. Scrubble glared at the door for a moment "Of course Scrubble knows the secret Scrubble knows all secrets for Scrubbles eyes have been blessed with the holy truth of Scrubble! Step aside door for Scrubble demands entrance on orders from the most holy god of all Scrubble!" But the door did not give way for Scrubble "You defy Scrubble servant of the most holiest god of all Scrubble you shall pay for your insolence towards Scrubble!"

Scrubble thus began a fury of blows against the door with the most holy blade of Scrubble. However the door was made of sterner stuff and withstood Scrubbles attacks. Truly this new deity had acquired a stalwart defender of the temple. Stalwart or not though Scrubble was getting inside the temple if the door would not let Scrubble in Scrubble would have to sneak around the door. Scrubble dressed in full plate armor attempted to sneak away from the door. Luckily for Scrubble the doors luck was at an end and Scrubble was able to get away from the door unnoticed. Truly Scrubble was the greatest master if stealth to grace Revaliir though thanks had to be given to the most holy lord Scrubble for blessing Scrubble with Scrubbles amazing talent for going unnoticed. Scrubble moved around the entire temple in order to sneak up on the door which had so stupidly decided to stay where it was.

Once Scrubble had sneaked around the temple and came into earshot of the door Scrubble broke out into a sprint to launch a surprise attack upon the door. So fast were Scrubbles feet and so mighty was Scrubbles blade that upon hitting the door straight in the eye with a mighty stab the I was pushed in and the door opened. Truly a great triumph for Scrubble had been won this day as while Scrubbles opponent may have been able to deal with the mighty blade of Scrubble in a head on fight. Scrubbles mighty intellect was too much for the door to deal with and thus Scrubble had attained access to this temple. Scrubble entered the temple and upon coming into the first room noticed two things. Floating rocks that emitted light, and a large relief on the wall showing what Scrubble could only assume was the new deities life. Scrubble wasted no time in attempting to steal the floating rocks while moving deeper into the temple.

If one had to describe the personality of the sentience that was Tar Eisalae, it had to be said that it was similar to that of a giant cat. As a matter of fact, as Drae had settled into being God of Knowledge and the Arcane Magics and had gotten to know Tar Eisalae a little bit better, the tower had actually begun to physically manifest its psyche, and it often appeared as a giant black panther. Tar Eisalae lounged on the top of one of the bookshelves on the side of the Tree of Clarity that was opposite the entrance hall, apparently dozing. Drae was out visiting the Sundering Gardens at the moment, and the new head librarian was busy taking care of a slight mess up on the upper levels of the library. Other than that, the Library was devoid of life, and it was a good time for a nap. 

At least, that was, until something began banging on the front door. The giant cat, filled with the sentience of the arcane tower, perked up at the rather annoying clanging at the front door. It waited, patiently, and unmoving, and after a few moments it seemed that the banging on the door had gone away. The black feline put its head down again, content with the thought that perhaps the individual outside had decided that he was done. Apparently the brain function was not high enough to open the simple mechanism  on the door. 

Then it was back, in renewed vigor. The giant cat perked up again as this time the door opened. In rushed the diminutive goblinoid, wearing full-plate armor with his sword out like he was trying to take over the place. The panther growled softly, but watched and quirked an eyebrow as the goblin tried to steal the sunstones that were lighting the main hallway and entrance hall. They would not move, of course, but it was rather amusing to watch the goblin try to take them. As a matter of fact, all that did happen was the slight magical shock that was sent out from the wall behind the floating sunstone, a defense mechanism that Tar Eisalae employed to help deter thievery. 

Tar Eisalae licked its lips and began leaping from bookshelf to bookshelf until it was lurking in the shadows near the entry way, waiting in interest for the Goblin to enter the actual Temple Library.

The glowing stone Scrubble attempted to steal proved quite unwilling to move from where it stood. However Scrubble was nothing if not determined and continued to pull even as Scrubble was zapped with magic. For Scrubble could not be stopped by mere common sense and logic. So Scrubble put his feet up against the wall and began to pull even harder using the wall as a base. This also proved ineffective and caused a more powerful magical shock to come from the wall. Finally Scrubble relented and looked upon the glowing stone "You are truly a worthy challenger glowing rock so Scrubble declares you a holy knight of Scrubble! What say you?" The rock needless to say did not respond "A being of few words very well then Scrubble declares you a holy knight of Scrubble!" Scrubble then put the most holy blade of Scrubble on either side of the rock like a king would do upon knighting someone.

After leaving this new knight of Scrubble to guard the entrance to this temple Scrubble continued on and began to move into the temple proper. Scrubble got to an archway and found an open book. It had various peoples names and dates on it. Scrubble understood what Scrubble had to do retrieving a quill from Scrubbles most holy backpack of holding Scrubble wrote into the book SCRUBBLE WUZ HEAR. Scrubble then continued on into the temple proper. After walking through a short hallway Scrubble came out to find that this temple was full of many books. Scrubble walked over to the nearest book shelf to investigate what sort of books were there.

Scrubble found many books most of which bored Scrubble. So Scrubble began walking from bookshelf to bookshelf looking at different books putting the interesting ones in the holy backpack of Scrubble and just throwing the non interesting ones aside. Scrubble though nothing of this for Scrubble was not in a holy temple of Scrubble and thus saw no need to show it the same respect Scrubble showed to Scrubble. Plus who wouldn't want to "donate" some books to the most holy god Scrubble.

Tar Eisalae was not disappointed. After scrawling his name in the guest book that really didn't need him to scribble in it, the Goblin came in and began looking through the books. The great black magic infused cat, quirked a brow as the diminuitive, green skinned and armor clad being began looking through books, casually tossing some aside while stuffing others into the backpack. The books, aware that the did not belong there, began to wriggle inside the canvas, while the other books just tossed to the side began to get up and follow the Goblin in indignation. Typically, people just left them nicely on the tables or chairs, but never had anyone just tossed them aside like so much trash. As if sensing the essense of the tower nearby, the began to rally together behind the goblin, and slowly began to follow. In the event the goblin ever turned around, the books silent dropped to the floor, but then got back up and continued to follow like before, dropping and getting up as often as the goblin looked or turned his back on them. 

Tar Eisalae, on  the other hand, followed from shelf to shelf, watching. At the moment, he wasn't doing much more than trying to steal books, and he still had an entire library to go through, and the pack was slowly becoming heavier and heavier. Eventually, it would either rip at the seams, or be too heavy for the goblin to carry, so there was little to no worry to the sentience here. However, there were other things of more value in the temple, and with the deity out a the moment, it was imperative that the sentience remain vigilant.