"I saw it once, it looked like a big, old map until Lady Fude started unfolding it. It kept unfolding and unfolding. After an hour it was a beautiful tent and when we walked inside we saw it was decorated with birds and pale flowers. There were paper shelves and on the shelves scrolls of paper that could be unrolled and read and they were all treatises on whatever topic Lady Fude whispered to the Library as she unfolded it."
"Oh, I thought it was a library of origami techniques!"
"It could be a library about anything, but it's true, that day I saw it, she did whisper to it to show her paper folding techniques and then she read one, and folded a crane that flew across the tent on its own."
Best to check the weather forecast before using outdoors. Precipitation is an obvious concern, but even strong winds could be...problematic.ReplyDelete
Also beware of astral bookworms, pyromaniacal censors and crazed bibliophiles, all of whom may be attracted to the library.
Hah, I was just thinking how cool it would be to carry your own personal research library around. I wonder what happens if you burn an artifact? Maybe we need a 1d30 table with all the things our livestock has turned into since you burned the magic library.ReplyDelete
I like the fact that inconvenient size, fragility, and long setup and breakdown times keeps players from just using it at every single opportunity. Inconvenience is much better than playing accountant with charges or uses per day.ReplyDelete
Wonder what happens if you tear off part of a scroll? Does the library's wealth of knowledge gradually get spottier and/or less reliable as it takes that sort of damage and other abuse? And speaking of tables, how about d20 Effects of Smoking a Scroll From the Origamni Library?
Ooh, what about a self-assembling Gingerbread house that heals and cures you when you eat parts of it, but it is finite and there is less and less of a structure that emerges each time, because you consumed it.ReplyDelete
I like that. Maybe you can "recharge" the house by baking innocent passers-by in its oven? It would explain a lot about that old story. Always wondered if the witch was just sick to death of sweets or had come down with diabetes or something.Delete