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| description = '''Tattered Notes''' contains the last written account of an unknown [[Selûne]] follower. | | description = '''Tattered Notes''' contains the last written account of an unknown [[Selûne]] follower. | ||
| quote = This timeworn note is thin and ragged. A harsh touch might cause it to disintegrate. | | quote = This timeworn note is thin and ragged. A harsh touch might cause it to disintegrate. | ||
| book | | book author = Church of Selûne | ||
| book text = This place is dark, but the Lady's Light shines yet. Just as the drow had almost broken through, Jarrus rallied the last of the initiates and charged forth. For a moment, the cavern shone with Selûne's own brilliance. | | book text = This place is dark, but the Lady's Light shines yet. Just as the drow had almost broken through, Jarrus rallied the last of the initiates and charged forth. For a moment, the cavern shone with Selûne's own brilliance. | ||
Latest revision as of 17:34, 18 October 2024
Tattered Notes contains the last written account of an unknown Selûne follower.
This timeworn note is thin and ragged. A harsh touch might cause it to disintegrate.
Properties
- Books
- Author: Church of Selûne
- Rarity: Common
- Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
- Price: 14 gp
Where to find
- Carried by a skeleton atop the ramparts of Selûnite OutpostX: 152 Y: -219
Text
This place is dark, but the Lady's Light shines yet. Just as the drow had almost broken through, Jarrus rallied the last of the initiates and charged forth. For a moment, the cavern shone with Selûne's own brilliance.
I'd have gladly gone with them, wound or no, but Jarrus bade me stay and hold the gate until his return. I am to keep the records, too - I'll save space to write of his victory.
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It's been days (hours?) since we collapsed the tunnel. They were supposed to return after the battle - I cannot dig it out on my own.
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My eyes won't get used to this darkness, but I can hear them stripping the dead. I'm sorry. I haven't learned the death rites yet, but I will hold the gate. I promise.
[This final entry is barely visible - more faint scratches than legible writing.]
sorry