Kummer's Tasteful Quill

Some sequestered relics are not dangerous so much as they are...enthusiastic. The best explanation I can offer is that some people are more comfortable than others with the inevitability of death.

— Shiv Moonsong

Kummer "Wolfe" Spaksere was born on Crossroads Island. He lived within the walls of The Library Inn for 111 years before dying peacefully in his sleep after his eleventy-first birthday party. Rarely has the Library seen such a devoted and enthusiastic cataloger of stories.

History

From the time Wolfe could walk, he was toddling through the library. He would wander up and down, running his pudgy little fingers along the backs of the books. His dark eyes gazed upon their colorful spines with wonder and curiosity.

Amused by this feral library child, they called him little wolfy. As he grew into a confident and curious reader, he took this name as his own, adding the decorative 'e' in tribute to the treasured memories of that time. Family, friends, and colleagues called him Wolfe until his dying day.

It was only natural that he seek his education at the Capitalla University of Arts and Literature, within the walls of Library Inn, where he would be able to continue devouring every tome and tale that piqued his interest. Eventually rising to the level of Grand Master Sage within the United Guild of Scribes, Calligraphers, Illuminators, and Engravers, he spent his working hours -- otherwise known as the time when he wasn't reading -- processing the dead.

In the generations he spent working with the bones of the deceased and testing relics, he began to develop some interesting theories. Theories he decided, in his 70's, to test. With the help of Shiv Moonsong and some of the other staff within the library and the Reliquary, he set about trying to decide, while living, what sort of relic he would be when dead. Not just the item he would be, but the qualities that his relic would have.

Like his relic, his processes are sequestered within the Library, though there is continuing research into duplicating his results. These efforts have had mixed success.

Significance

In the end, Wolfe became an elegant plume of inky black which reflects blue in even the slightest touch of light. The quill never needs ink and never dulls. It writes exclusively in a glowing, soft green ink that looks best on black or dark grey paper.

His passion for finding interesting stories to share with his favorite librarians and students has never diminished, even in the multitudes of generations since his passing. His quill is left to wander as it will through the library, dusting the spines and leaving notes in the margins of the most intriguing stories. These notes are always written in an old and obscure communication style that uses only 0s and 1s, and library staff keep a reference to this ancient language available at the main desk for those who wish to decypher the style.

Wherever his recommendations take them, whoever reads Wolfe's notes is sure to never be disappointed.

Item type

Unique Artifact

Creation Date

1847 AD

Rarity

Because each relic reflects the lived experience of a single, unique individual, each relic is one-of-a-kind.

Weight

Undetermined

Dimensions

16 in. nib to end, 6 in. wide

Raw materials & Components

The shaft is made of jet, and the nib is a precision-cut black diamond. The barbs are long and loosely flowing; inky black that reflects blue in any light.