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| description = '''Psalms to the Old Oak''' are dedicated to [[Silvanus]].
| description = '''Psalms to the Old Oak''' are dedicated to [[Silvanus]].
| quote = Songs and poems written in honour of the druid deity Silvanus.
| quote = Songs and poems written in honour of the druid deity Silvanus.
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Silvanus, grant us peace. Silvanus, grant us might. Silvanus, quell our malice.
Silvanus, grant us peace. Silvanus, grant us might. Silvanus, quell our malice.
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| where to find = * {{coords|227|512|Sacred Pool}}
| where to find = * On a table in {{coords|227|512|Sacred Pool}}
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Latest revision as of 21:51, 31 July 2024

Psalms to the Old Oak image

Psalms to the Old Oak are dedicated to Silvanus.

Description Icon.png

Songs and poems written in honour of the druid deity Silvanus.

Properties

  • Notes
  • Rarity: Common
  •  Weight: 2 kg / 4 lb
  • Price: 14 gp
  • UID S_DEN_NarrativeLoot_SilvanusBook
    UUID 522fb0d3-47ae-4cd4-ad6b-ed1a609779e7


Where to find

Text

The leaves are His, and the trees are Him. To nurture them is our duty. To neglect them is to neglect our very Father.


The grass is His, and the blades are Him. It soothes our senses and softens our falls. To touch it is to know Him


The fire is His, and the flames are Him. To fear them is to know His might. To stoke them in spite is to shun His word.


Silvanus, grant us peace. Silvanus, grant us might. Silvanus, quell our malice.