Runekeeper's Home

The home of Amma Brensa, the Goliath Runekeeper of Nayora, from Clan Ishkelo.

Description, Outside

A circular building wrought of stone- an uncommon material in this part of town- rises up at least as tall as two Goliaths and some change. Its top curves into a dome, at the center of which a chimney risese up to allow smoke to filter out, which is does even now, fighting for space amongst the snow-heavy clouds. So many different kinds of stones- textures, colors, gradients, inclusions- make up the building that it seems like a true effort of community.

At the front, a large slab of columnar Basalt serves as a vertical sign. Its front face is cut at a diagonal, roughly 30 degrees starting from the bottom and front and reaching the top back. Onto it, in the straight-lined, angular style that Goliaths prefer, there is a name written in Giant runes. [Revealer of Ages]

A curtain of beads, all rough forms of more common gemstones, hangs from an archway that is beautifully symmetrical, its keystone carved out of dark, porous basalt and marked by the Frithr rune— Peace.

Description, Interior

The group enters the tattooing site with the smell of herbs burning. It feels like being immersed into the best scented teas, blends reaching into the air so well you can taste them.

The room's ceiling, which is about ten feet high, is made of a series of interwoven ropes, likely supported by some inner structure. Two holes breach it— one around 20 feet wide, to allow smoke through the center, and one near the back. Handholds on the stone brick wall serve as a form of ladder. Bones, small rocks, and dried leaves hang from the ceiling by ropes. The stones in the form vaguely form the shape of the Holy rune.

A circular hearth burns with low blue and orange flames at the center of the room, casting the whole space in a gentle light. They feed on charcoal and herbs, and are accompanied by many glass jars arranged on the walls. They burn oils through a simple wick lantern design, sucking up the fuel directly to the flame.

A dozen generally vertical metal mirrors of different shapes are arranged on the walls at regular intervals, each made of a different metal and therefore slightly better or worse at reflecting light. Stands of wood and bone hold traditional tattooing implements and racks are filled with small bottles of ink. Some are made of glass, others of metal, and some even are gourds, a technique Ravik rarely saw up in the cold mountains. There are many comfortable wooden chairs laid out around the room, all with fur seats and backs. Each one has a basalt pillar beside it, topped by a silver bowl.