Resources? We got ur resources

[angel_of_baal]

[A note appears on the board, in ludicrously ornate penmanship because this is important. There's an earlier draft on the other side of the piece of paper, written in High Gothic, which was done before Sanguinius remembered most Imperial citizens couldn't understand or read it. So here it is again, in good, copperplate Low Gothic.]

Some of us, in our time here, have picked up skills to acquire things from the books.

If you are in need of such things, please leave a note detailing the item you want and the best type of book to find it in, and a way to reach you.

If you have other skills that might be useful to some here, please add a note stating what you can offer.

While we are trapped here, we must help each other. It is our best chance to survive and prosper while we can.

The strong have a duty to shield the weak, and the gifted a responsibility to aid those in need.

((ooc: this is a sort of general catch all--if you have a skill others might want to use, use this as a barter board, and if someone posts something they need, don't think Sanguinius has to answer all of them--feel free to jump in! ))

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[logosmaxima]

[This note is written in a lovely -- if hurried -- hand, in a variation on Coptic script.

It lists a truly remarkable set of skills, primarily in the realm of thaumaturgy and psychic psyker powers -- but there are also prosaic ones, like teaching and research.

It finishes out with:]

I am also the tallest of my brothers, if something is out of even their reach.

In return, I would welcome:

• Linen and cotton of any color
  
• Incense, or the materials thereof
  
• Certain ritual herbs
  

-- Magnus the Red

[steelfeathered]

[all this about the tall people! hisako considers the urge to prod, ever so gently, and doesn't resist it.]

I am seeing 'I am a good perch'.

[logosmaxima]

Are there not enough elsewhere in the Library that we are the most attractive option?

[He'd seen that anonymous individual threatening to use Roboute as a ladder, too.]

I'd think we would be worse than something that didn't move.

[steelfeathered]

Words are insufficient to express my grief and sorrow that you cannot understand the appeal, for how could you? All I may do is in my halting, flawed fashion try to convey it.

[When Hisako's being flowery like that she writes in something like Japanese calligraphy. Now, upscaled, flowing and connected:]

Onwards and upwards! The ascent calls!