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| description = '''Concerning Orin the Red''' | | description = '''Concerning Orin the Red''' contains correspondence from one sibling to another. | ||
| quote = This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink. | | quote = This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink. | ||
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| where to find = * | | where to find = * In a wardrobe in [[Bhaal_Temple#The_Chosen's_Room|The Chosen's Room]] {{coords|95|994}} | ||
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Latest revision as of 22:06, 21 October 2024
Concerning Orin the Red contains correspondence from one sibling to another.
This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink.
Properties
Author: 
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
Price: 14 gp 
Where to find
- In a wardrobe in The Chosen's Room X: 95 Y: 994
Text
Little sister, whatever in the Grey Wastes are we going to do with you? Bhaal will never care that you waste your time, posing your corpse-dollies. Bhaal doesn't care whether you give him the corpse of a pauper or a king. At the end of the day, all Father wants is death in droves, death in numbers. To sap away the life of this dull world as swiftly and widely as we can. You plan, you plot, you prevaricate, and you waste his time. Bhaal doesn't need us to think. He needs us to kill.
You kill beautifully, and have talents in your shapes' magics that I never will. But you do not understand Lord Bhaal. Perhaps it is a failing of your diluted blood, as a mere grandchild. I am his sole living pureblood. I will accept no challenge from you, until you show some damned respect.