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| description = '''The Rest of My Life''' is a [[book]] found on the corpse of [[Harfang]] on the quarantined ship outside the [[Counting House]], in the [[Lower City]].
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| description = '''The Rest of My Life''' is a [[book]] found on the corpse of [[Harfang]] on the [[Lustrous Lass]], in the [[Lower City]].
| description = '''The Rest of My Life''' was written shortly before the author's death.
| quote = This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink.
| quote = This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink.
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| book text = The last few tendays since I made the deal with the Gloom Crone have been the happiest I've ever known. 'Enough gold to last the rest of your life', she promised, and every day I've hefted those heavy, clinking bags and been satisfied with my lot. But I didn't want to just feel it, I wanted to see it, so last night I opened the sacks and discovered the Crone's trick - six actual gold pieces, while the rest of the coins, thousands of them, were nothing but worthless dross. I chucked them over the side in the dark, but then I suddenly felt ill. Well, who wouldn't?  
| book author = Harfang
| book text = The last few tendays since I made the deal with the Gloom Crone have been the happiest I've ever known. 'Enough gold to last the rest of your life', she promised, and every day I've hefted those heavy, clinking bags and been satisfied with my lot. But I didn't want to just feel it, I wanted to see it, so last night I opened the sacks and discovered the Crone's trick - six actual gold pieces, while the rest of the coins, thousands of them, were nothing but worthless dross. I chucked them over the side in the dark, but then I suddenly felt ill. Well, who wouldn't?
 


But something is scratching and making noise in my baggage, something bigger than a rat.
But something is scratching and making noise in my baggage, something bigger than a rat.


And I'm afraid to see what it is.
And I'm afraid to see what it is.
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| rarity = common
| rarity = common
| weight kg = 0.5
| weight kg = 0.5
| weight lb = 0.6
| weight lb = 1.1
| price = 14
| price = 14
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| uid = S_LOW_PlagueShip_Sailor03Journal
| uuid = d1433eff-7560-46c2-82c4-055cb70178d5
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| where to find = * Carried by [[Harfang]] on the [[Lustrous Lass]] at [[The_Counting_House#Counting_House_docks|The Counting House docks]] {{coords|-180|-220}}
| notes = See also:
* [[I Told Jorkens]]
* [[The Lustrous Lass]]
* [[My Own Deal]]
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Latest revision as of 00:29, 21 October 2024

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The Rest of My Life was written shortly before the author's death.

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This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink.

Properties

  • Books
  • Author: Harfang
  • Rarity: Common
  •  Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
  • Price: 14 gp
  • UID S_LOW_PlagueShip_Sailor03Journal
    UUID d1433eff-7560-46c2-82c4-055cb70178d5


Where to find

Text

The last few tendays since I made the deal with the Gloom Crone have been the happiest I've ever known. 'Enough gold to last the rest of your life', she promised, and every day I've hefted those heavy, clinking bags and been satisfied with my lot. But I didn't want to just feel it, I wanted to see it, so last night I opened the sacks and discovered the Crone's trick - six actual gold pieces, while the rest of the coins, thousands of them, were nothing but worthless dross. I chucked them over the side in the dark, but then I suddenly felt ill. Well, who wouldn't?


But something is scratching and making noise in my baggage, something bigger than a rat.


And I'm afraid to see what it is.

Notes

See also:

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