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| quote = An old, brittle slate reflecting on dark events and missed opportunities. It is unsigned.
| book text = In Ketheric, I see our failures made manifest. He did not fall - he was pushed. His grief was twisted by shadow, and still we did not act until his light was all but snuffed.
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| book text = In [[Ketheric]], I see our failures made manifest. He did not fall - he was pushed. His grief was twisted by shadow, and still we did not act until his light was all but snuffed.
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Revision as of 20:25, 18 September 2023

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Description Icon.png
An old, brittle slate reflecting on dark events and missed opportunities. It is unsigned.

Properties

  • Books
  • Rarity: Common
  •  Weight: 2.0 kg / 4 lb
  • Price: 14 gp


Where to find

Near the bookshelves in the western alcove of Enclave LibraryX: -456 Y: 23.

Text

In Ketheric, I see our failures made manifest. He did not fall - he was pushed. His grief was twisted by shadow, and still we did not act until his light was all but snuffed.