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| description = A plain, unadorned note. | | icon = Book Note N Item Icon.png | ||
| description = '''Request for Alms''' is a letter written to [[Father Lorgan]] and Rector Yannis requesting food. | |||
| book | | quote = A plain, unadorned note. | ||
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| book text = Please, Father Lorgan, Rector Yannis, if you've any food to spare, our stomachs yowl at night like kicked dogs. Carrots, apples - we'll even crunch an onion if that's what you've got. | | book text = Please, Father Lorgan, Rector Yannis, if you've any food to spare, our stomachs yowl at night like kicked dogs. Carrots, apples - we'll even crunch an onion if that's what you've got. | ||
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| rarity = | | rarity = common | ||
| weight kg = 0. | | weight kg = 0.05 | ||
| weight lb = 0.1 | | weight lb = 0.1 | ||
| price = 14 | | price = 14 | ||
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| where to find = | | where to find = * Carried by Melkor, who can be found at [[Open Hand Temple Cellar]] {{coords|95|-1045}} | ||
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Revision as of 07:06, 9 December 2023
Request for Alms is a letter written to Father Lorgan and Rector Yannis requesting food.
A plain, unadorned note.
Properties
Notes
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.05 kg / 0.1 lb
Price: 14 gp
Where to find
- Carried by Melkor, who can be found at Open Hand Temple Cellar X: 95 Y: -1045
Text
Please, Father Lorgan, Rector Yannis, if you've any food to spare, our stomachs yowl at night like kicked dogs. Carrots, apples - we'll even crunch an onion if that's what you've got.
Yours,
Thuldra Thuldrin