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| where to find = Steel Watch Foundry | | where to find = * In the [[Steel Watch Foundry]] Security Room | ||
* On a table in the [[Undercity Ruins]], at the [[Morphic Pool Dock]]. {{Coords|-82|1148}} | |||
| type = Books | | type = Books | ||
| rarity = common | | rarity = common |
Revision as of 11:55, 9 November 2023
This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink.
Properties
- Books
- Rarity: Common
- Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
- Price: 14 gp
Where to find
- In the Steel Watch Foundry Security Room
- On a table in the Undercity Ruins, at the Morphic Pool Dock. X: -82 Y: 1148
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The 'Emperor' as interrogated by Gortash, Part 3
Gortash: When we captured you, you were a rogue, an autonomous illithid beyond the power of the elder brain that transformed you.
Emperor: That is correct.
Gortash: When we brought you back into the psionic ambit of our hovering friend the Absolute, your defences were overwhelmed and you returned to your former servile state.
Emperor: Also correct.
Gortash: How did you escape the control of the elder brain in the first place?
Emperor: In my original humanoid form, I possessed an exceptionally strong personality - so much so that even after ceremorphosis I was still substantially 'myself'. Of course, I concealed this beneath a semblance of perfect servitude.
Gortash: And that's why the elder brain was willing to send you out of the colony on scouting missions?
Emperor: Yes, as I told you before.
Gortash: How long did you feign mental slavery before you were able to escape?
Emperor: Thirteen and three-quarters years.
Gortash: Until finally you were given a mission to Baldur's Gate, distant enough to be out of the elder brain's control?
Emperor: That is correct.
Gortash: Remarkable.
Emperor: That is correct.
Gortash: And you don't mind that we've brought you back under psionic control?
Emperor: I am entirely devoted to the needs of our elder brain and of its masters.
Gortash: You're not lying about that, right?
Emperor: Correct. That would be impossible.