It was just turning Spring in the Realm and Kardan found himself taking a much needed repast at the Blue Boar Inn, several leagues South of the cursed city of Bagrah. As usual, the bar of the inn was full of adventurers talking and laughing and, above all, drinking. Kardan, alone at a table in the corner, let his attention wander aimlessly amongst the various conversations. Suddenly, a topic caught his attention. An ancient looking man sat stooped over a tankard of ale speaking quietly of the fate of a city called Touricar. According to this old hermit, the ruins located just North of the inn were once a large city, bustling and active. It was a major hub in its day, facilitating trade between the humans and the gnomes to the South as well as serving as a clearinghouse for caravans that had successfully navigated the Darfehl Dunes.
    Kardan was intrigued. He had often wondered at the origin of the aged ruins, as he frequently passed through them during his travels. No one had ever been able to give him much information about the town, other than the fact that is had been attacked one fateful night and sacked by unknown invaders. Thus, as the hermit finished his tale and his audience dispersed, Kardan arose from his seat and approached the old man to hear more of this unknown place.
    Thankful to have an audience for his ramblings, the old man answered all of Kardan's questions. They spent the entire night and the early hours of the following morning talking about the great city of Touricar. Finally, exhausted by his lengthy tale, the old man bade Kardan farewell and staggered out of the pub.
Kardan retired to his room for the evening, his head swimming with mental images the old man's tale had conjured. Imagine, a great city that now one knows about! Kardan undressed and laid upon his cot. However, sleep did not come, as the myriad stories rolled through his mind over and over again. As he lay there thinking, he heard a shuffling at his door. Instantly on his guard, Kardan stood up and lit a nearby lantern. Quickly, he ran to the door and pulled it open, but there was not a sole to be seen in the hallway outside. As he began to close the door, he looked down and noticed a small package wrapped in dirty rags. Intrigued but cautious, Kardan carefully lifted the package and took it inside his room. He slowly pulled the rags away to reveal a thin, tattered book. Opening the fragile thing with all possible delicacy, he read the inscription inside, "Expedition Journal of Thymiso Fermendon."
    The journal described the region immediately surrounding the Blue Boar as well as lands to the South and to the West. It also talked of something greater than Kardan had ever expected. An expedition library. A great library in the vanquished city of Touricar. This knowledge store was key to explorers and tradesmen alike. People came to the library from afar and their adventures and experiences were recorded so that others could benefit from their travels. Some ardent supporters, like the owner of this journal, kept meticulous records so that their stories might be more complete for recording.
    After finishing the journal, Kardan fell back on his cot, his head swimming with possibilities. The information in this journal was valuable indeed! Imagine if ten such journals existed...or a hundred! With so many adventurers roaming about, it was almost conceivable, almost believable that one day the entire realm, nay, the entire WORLD, might one day become known, documented, sorted and tamed for the benefit of people everywhere. Kardan spent a long night thinking about this possibility and making plans. In the morning, he put his idea into action.
    Kardan quickly traveled to his home in Kazaad where he composed letters to several fellow adventurers that he trusted detailing his plan. It was quite simple. He wanted to establish an organized group of adventurers dedicated to exploration and discovery; to wisdom and research; to the pursuit of truth. He would call his clan Seeker.
    His companions were thrilled with the idea. With their support driving him forward, Kardan dedicated most of his personal wealth to raise a new library amongst the ancient ruins of long forgotten Touricar. He petitioned the Immortals themselves and was granted permission to form an official Clan. At last, Kardan and his fellow clansmen could begin rebuilding the great Exploration Library; and its vast collection of knowledge.