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| description = | | description = '''Ancient Selûnite Journal''' was written by a follower of [[Selûne]] before the [[Selûnite Outpost]] fell. | ||
| quote = A densely scrawled journal. Only a few pages have been spared the ravages of time. | | quote = A densely scrawled journal. Only a few pages have been spared the ravages of time. | ||
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| book text = I can't sleep without the moon and stars. As a child, I prayed to them before I ever knew Selûne's name. Is that blasphemy? | | book text = I can't sleep without the moon and stars. As a child, I prayed to them before I ever knew Selûne's name. Is that blasphemy? | ||
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| weight kg = 0.5 | | weight kg = 0.5 | ||
| weight lb = 1 | | weight lb = 1 | ||
| price = 14 | | price = 14 | ||
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| where to find = | | where to find = * Entrance of [[Selûnite Outpost]] in the {{Coords|152|-197|Underdark}} | ||
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Revision as of 10:39, 15 December 2023
Ancient Selûnite Journal was written by a follower of Selûne before the Selûnite Outpost fell.
A densely scrawled journal. Only a few pages have been spared the ravages of time.
Properties
Books
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
Price: 14 gp
Where to find
- Entrance of Selûnite Outpost in the UnderdarkX: 152 Y: -197
Text
I can't sleep without the moon and stars. As a child, I prayed to them before I ever knew Selûne's name. Is that blasphemy?
When I walk the battlements, the only light I see is the glow of their eyes. Out there, waiting.
I know the High Initiate is making a plan. He'll get us out of this.
We're making a stand.
Moonmaiden fair, lend us your light,
To guide us home in dark of night,
To keep us on the path of right,
Ever burning, ever-
[The last line of the prayer succumbs to blurring, as if stained by something wet.]