Elspeth Grindlestick

Phyical Description
3'6" tall, 45 lbs, Brown hair, brown eyes, small brown rat tucked inside her robes Speed 20ft

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Elspeth Grindlestick (and Lucille the Rat, AKA Lucy) Halfling wizard extroarinaire with a penchant for scholarly materials. No detail is too small to go unstudied; no moment passing without opportunity to learn something new! Of course, no book is too common to not be collected, catalogued, and canonized for future generations.

History
COMMING SOON

Journal
The Next Chapter "We should have gone with them," the dried-out old husk rasped at her.

"I would expect you, of them all, to understand," Elspeth answered pertly. "For one, you want badly to avoid further injury. I am correct?" The husk didn't make any response. "Secondy, I do not wish to walk from one gory battle into yet another gruesome scene. There is so much to do, to learn." The window on the Southern wall of the tower room drew her attention for several moments.

"Anyway, you're welcome to go anytime you choose, as you and I both know," she continued. A raised eyebrow and a pointed glance at the haversack that lay just underneath the dessicated skull highlighted the truth of that statement. "Alternatively, I hear the Witches of the Eastern Coven have successfully attempted personal levitation using sticks of some sort. Perhaps that would be more to your taste?" A knowing grin briefly crossed her features.

"We should have gone with them." The leathered head turned to stare at Elspeth, its chant heavy with the weight of suggestion. Familiar with the lich's tactics, Elsepth brought the full weight of her Will to bear on preventing the suggestion from taking hold. "There is too much to TO BE DONE!" With a final shove of her mind/voice she evaded the lich's corruption and turned the full force of her penetrating gaze on it.

"I will not be subjugated by the likes of you. You stand to gain just as much as I by witnessing my quest for knowledge. There is no place for you out there, " and Elspeth gestured vaguely to the window. "In here," and she pointed to the flagstone floor below her feet. "In here, there is the chance discover new things, to develop new sciences that will astound the very Gods!" In silent reverence Elsepth swept her gaze round the tall but narrow room she stood in. Wall to wall books loomed dark and mysterious. The few workspaces scattered about were cluttered with parchment, ink, scroll casings and wax stamps. Throughout the hall, small sconces held lightstones that illuminated only a few feet in any direction. Elspeth frowned as she saw one of the lightstones flicker out and die.

"Pitiful. Just pitiful. What a state this place is in!" Indignant, she strode over the the lightstone. A quiet murmer from the halfling and the lightstone shone anew, pulsing with an almost painfully luminous glare."There. That ought to do it. Maybe now I can concentrate on these translations..." she trailed off while moving off to a tome thicker than her waist.

The husk of the lich's head watched as Elspeth began to sink into one of her unending reading sessions. As he listened to her rant and rave over the tome and it's philosphies, the lich began to consider his fate. A quiet life locked up in a dusty and dark library? Well, he'd been through worse, and this would be a respite from the constant danger of being discovered by the party's mindblade or He-Shall-Not-Be-Named himself! Of course, this cramped and disorganized tower would never do if he were to gain acces to the best minds in the world. Perhaps... a place of voracious curiosity? With a quiet whisper and the full force of its Will, the lich's head suggested, "a place of great curiosity" to Elspeth.

Unaware of the lich's command, Elspeth nodded briefly and murmered, "A library. A Great Library. To span the planes and ages!"

Books known to be in her library
Boccob's Blessed Book

Stone Golem Manual x2

Aleho Atlas and Alminac, +2 on knowledge geography checks, contains the maps and statistics of the Aleho lands as of 10 years previous.

Other Items of interest
Vial from the Cron Temple, presurized poison

Flask from Baptismal pool