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| 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. | ||
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Revision as of 14:43, 24 September 2023
This timeworn note is thin and ragged. A harsh touch might cause it to disintegrate.
Properties
Books
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
Price: 14 gp
Where to find
On a skeleton atop the ramparts of Selunite Outpost X: 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