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| description = | | description = '''Journal of Magthew Budj''' reveals [[Maghtew Budj|Maghtew Budj's]] frustrations with his partner [[Kressa Bonedaughter|Kressa]]. | ||
| 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. | ||
| book text = I remember our life as country surgeons back in Nashkel—we only ever wanted to be the best. To learn how to staunch any mortal wound. How did we get here? | | book author = Maghtew Budj | ||
Kressa hasn't been herself since her pet True Soul was shipped out on that Nautiloid. I haven't been able to so much as touch her, I find myself growing green at the thought. My own wife revolts me with those experiments. Not really my wife any longer. | | book text = I remember our life as country surgeons back in Nashkel—we only ever wanted to be the best. To learn how to staunch any mortal wound. How did we get here? | ||
I thought that getting that favourite creature dispatched would bring her back to herself, but she pines for that damned feral corpse with aching need. If she finds out I ratted out to Balthazar that she was keeping it, and got it sent away, she might kill me. | |||
Kressa hasn't been herself since her pet [[True Soul]] was shipped out on that Nautiloid. I haven't been able to so much as touch her, I find myself growing green at the thought. My own wife revolts me with those experiments. Not really my wife any longer. | |||
I thought that getting that [[The Dark Urge|favourite creature]] dispatched would bring her back to herself, but she pines for that damned feral corpse with aching need. If she finds out I ratted out to Balthazar that she was keeping it, and got it sent away, she might kill me. | |||
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| where to find = | | where to find = * [[Maghtew Budj|Maghtew's]] room in the north-eastern part of the [[Mind_Flayer_Colony#Barracks|Barracks]] {{coords|744|32}} | ||
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== Notes == | == Notes == | ||
* | * Although the name on the journal is spelled Magthew, the character's name is spelled as Maghtew. | ||
Latest revision as of 06:42, 22 October 2024
Journal of Magthew Budj reveals Maghtew Budj's frustrations with his partner Kressa.
This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink.
Properties
Author: Maghtew Budj
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
Price: 14 gp 
UID
S_COL_Barracks_Journal_MagthewUUID
0e23465e-02bc-46aa-aff2-3cc4a0af998f
Where to find
Text
I remember our life as country surgeons back in Nashkel—we only ever wanted to be the best. To learn how to staunch any mortal wound. How did we get here?
Kressa hasn't been herself since her pet True Soul was shipped out on that Nautiloid. I haven't been able to so much as touch her, I find myself growing green at the thought. My own wife revolts me with those experiments. Not really my wife any longer.
I thought that getting that favourite creature dispatched would bring her back to herself, but she pines for that damned feral corpse with aching need. If she finds out I ratted out to Balthazar that she was keeping it, and got it sent away, she might kill me.
Notes[edit | edit source]
- Although the name on the journal is spelled Magthew, the character's name is spelled as Maghtew.