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| description = '''Letter from Zevlor''' is a [[miscellaneous]] [[note]] found in the [[Epilogue]]. | | description = '''Letter from Zevlor''' is a [[miscellaneous]] [[note]] found in the [[Epilogue]]. | ||
| quote = A plain, unadorned note. | | quote = A plain, unadorned note. | ||
| book author = Zevlor | |||
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I hope my penmanship has improved somewhat in the past months. When I first stumbled into this city, I shook so badly that I could scarcely hold the soup the priests pressed into my hands - let alone write and thank you as you deserve. | I hope my penmanship has improved somewhat in the past months. When I first stumbled into this city, I shook so badly that I could scarcely hold the soup the priests pressed into my hands - let alone write and thank you as you deserve. | ||
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Zevlor | Zevlor | ||
| where to find = Within the [[Chest of Grateful Words]] in the [[Epilogue]]. Contingent on [[Zevlor]] surviving through [[Act Three]]. | | where to find = Within the [[Chest of Grateful Words]] in the [[Epilogue]]. Contingent on [[Zevlor]] surviving through [[Act Three]]. | ||
| type = | | uid = S_EPI_Letter_Zevlor | ||
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| type = Notes | |||
| rarity = common | | rarity = common | ||
| weight kg = 0.05 | | weight kg = 0.05 | ||
Latest revision as of 22:46, 6 September 2024
Letter from Zevlor is a miscellaneous note found in the Epilogue.
A plain, unadorned note.
Properties
Author: 
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.05 kg / 0.1 lb
Price: 14 gp 
Where to find
Within the Chest of Grateful Words in the Epilogue. Contingent on Zevlor surviving through Act Three.
Text
I hope my penmanship has improved somewhat in the past months. When I first stumbled into this city, I shook so badly that I could scarcely hold the soup the priests pressed into my hands - let alone write and thank you as you deserve.
It is only when the city itself began to shake that I felt my hands grow still. Along with the other veterans sheltering at the temple - discards of Elturel's 'unworthy' legions - I watched that monstrosity rise over the city. We felt no fear. Only anger. Disgust. Purpose - and with it, power.
I do not know what oath we cling to now, or how long it will last - but we shall use it to ensure that this city will not suffer as Elturel did. Whether it wants us or not.
It is more than thanks alone I owe. No words can make amends for what I did to my people, but that is as it should be. More come to the temple every day to aid in the relief efforts, and if I am permitted to work alongside them, then I am content.
Come and see us, when you can.
Zevlor