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Revision as of 21:53, 14 December 2023
On Sloth, Gluttony, and Vice encourages the reader to focus on their work and nothing else.
This protracted screed by author Fynris Flatrock preaches abstinence and industry, and warns against fleshly desires.
Properties
Books
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
Price: 14 gp
Where to find
- Abandoned RefugeX: -684 Y: 402
Text
'ENDURE! ENDURE! ENDURE!'
So commands Laduguer the Taskmaster. 'ENDURE!' Cry it out as your hammer strikes rock. 'ENDURE!' Shout it as your axe splits your enemies' skulls. 'ENDURE!' Holler as your cane strikes your slaves' backs. Toil is our duty and our blessing! Toil is the reward we grant our sons and servants!
Yet beware the great enemy of toil, the scourge that wounds us and ours: the tankard. It is not only ale that pours forth from it, but indolence, gluttony, and a wandering mind. The drunkard is a clan's millstone: too heavy to carry, too idle to contribute. Cast him into the Darklake! Let him sink to the bottom! And once more, call out: 'ENDURE! ENDURE! ENDURE!'