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| quote = The regrets of a surface elf, penned on a bloody screed on Lolth. | | quote = The regrets of a surface elf, penned on a bloody screed on Lolth. | ||
| book author = Eliette | | book author = Eliette | ||
| book text = [Though originally a screed on Lolth penned in blood, this book's crimson script has been smeared away in several places, a different hand writing atop it:] | | book text = [Though originally a screed on [[Lolth]] penned in blood, this book's crimson script has been smeared away in several places, a different hand writing atop it:] | ||
I recall my life upon the surface with more than regret. I weep for the decades spent treading the murky waters of profanity while my true Queen waited in the shadows. Even my name, ‘Eliette’, feels foreign and foul upon my tongue. | I recall my life upon the surface with more than regret. I weep for the decades spent treading the murky waters of profanity while my true [[Lolth|Queen]] waited in the shadows. Even my name, ‘Eliette’, feels foreign and foul upon my tongue. | ||
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A high elf exalted by | A high elf exalted by Lolth herself - my [[drow]] captors cannot fathom it. But I see their house's downfall in visions granted by the Spider Queen herself. When that day comes, when some unnamed whelp from an insignificant house cuts the matron mother's throat, I will escape. I will find solitude, and I will worship Lolth with my very soul. | ||
| type = Books | | type = Books | ||
| camp supplies = | | camp supplies = | ||
Latest revision as of 12:24, 2 November 2024
Bloody Journal is a notebook that once belonged to a surface elf named Eliette.
The regrets of a surface elf, penned on a bloody screed on Lolth.
Properties
Books
Author: Eliette
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
Price: 14 gp 
UID
BOOK_Wizards_Tome_Bhaal_AUUID
b56f9092-df4d-458b-a052-3538c8730b91
Where to find
- Whispering Depths X: -513 Y: -408
Text
[Though originally a screed on Lolth penned in blood, this book's crimson script has been smeared away in several places, a different hand writing atop it:]
I recall my life upon the surface with more than regret. I weep for the decades spent treading the murky waters of profanity while my true Queen waited in the shadows. Even my name, ‘Eliette’, feels foreign and foul upon my tongue.
...
A high elf exalted by Lolth herself - my drow captors cannot fathom it. But I see their house's downfall in visions granted by the Spider Queen herself. When that day comes, when some unnamed whelp from an insignificant house cuts the matron mother's throat, I will escape. I will find solitude, and I will worship Lolth with my very soul.
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