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Dear Reaper of Bhaal Clotilda, | Dear Reaper of [[Bhaal]] [[Clotilde|Clotilda]], | ||
It was at one of the Chosens' meetings that I saw you - I was guarding Lord Gortash, you were guarding Lady Orin. They went into the meeting room while we guarded the door, and you and I spoke, so briefly - but every word you said is graven on my heart, as if carved by an interrogationn chisel. I looked into your fiery eyes, and I felt, how can I describe it, I felt a REAL CONNECTION like nothing I'd ever... | It was at one of the Chosens' meetings that I saw you - I was guarding Lord Gortash, you were guarding Lady [[Orin]]. They went into the meeting room while we guarded the door, and you and I spoke, so briefly - but every word you said is graven on my heart, as if carved by an interrogationn chisel. I looked into your fiery eyes, and I felt, how can I describe it, I felt a REAL CONNECTION like nothing I'd ever... | ||
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Latest revision as of 13:35, 13 October 2024
This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink.
Properties
Notes
Author: Polandulus
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
Price: 14 gp
Where to find
- Found on the body of Fist of Bane Polandulus.
Text
[An unfinished letter, written in broad, looping handwriting with purple ink.]
Dear Reaper of Bhaal Clotilda,
It was at one of the Chosens' meetings that I saw you - I was guarding Lord Gortash, you were guarding Lady Orin. They went into the meeting room while we guarded the door, and you and I spoke, so briefly - but every word you said is graven on my heart, as if carved by an interrogationn chisel. I looked into your fiery eyes, and I felt, how can I describe it, I felt a REAL CONNECTION like nothing I'd ever...