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| description = '''Book Draft - Volume II''' is a journal that may have belonged to Roan Featherway. | | description = '''Book Draft - Volume II''' is a journal that may have belonged to Roan Featherway. | ||
| quote = Formed from several journals, paper scraps and, in one case, the back of an envelope, this book has been carefully glued together to form the second in a series of romance novels. | | quote = Formed from several journals, paper scraps and, in one case, the back of an envelope, this book has been carefully glued together to form the second in a series of romance novels. | ||
| book | | book author = Roan Featherway | ||
| book text = [This seems to be the second volume in a series written by an amateur novelist. The title on the cover, 'Love in Shadowed Lands', is crossed out.] | | book text = [This seems to be the second volume in a series written by an amateur novelist. The title on the cover, 'Love in Shadowed Lands', is crossed out.] | ||
Revision as of 20:50, 20 September 2024
Book Draft - Volume II is a journal that may have belonged to Roan Featherway.
Formed from several journals, paper scraps and, in one case, the back of an envelope, this book has been carefully glued together to form the second in a series of romance novels.
Properties
Author: Roan Featherway
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
Price: 14 gp 
UID
BOOK_GEN_Faction_DruidFiction2UUID
291cd3c7-a79f-476a-9575-b23068945e5d
Where to find
- In a row of books in Lavernica's Home X: -82 Y: -72
Text
[This seems to be the second volume in a series written by an amateur novelist. The title on the cover, 'Love in Shadowed Lands', is crossed out.]
The ebony-haired woman notices Roa's gaze and crosses the grove, [winking? smiling?] as she stands by the druid's side. 'I don't usually wear it out in the open,' she says, tapping the brooch on her cloak, a crescent moon and harp pinned to her chest. 'Except for special occasions.'
'What's a Harper doing in a grove of Silvanus?' Roa asks. 'Not just one.' She gestures to a group by the sacred pool. 'We're generally more cloak and dagger,' she continues, 'thwarting tyrants and [guarding? protecting?] the realm is best done in secret. But you lot have a fight on your hands. We're here to help.'
'Since when do the Emerald Enclave need a bunch of Harpers?' Roa says.
'You haven't heard?' She laughs, her laugh tinkling like a bell. 'Strap in, sweetie. We're about to take on Dark Justiciars, their demented leader Ketheric Thorm and, if we're very lucky, Shar herself.'