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Revision as of 15:24, 24 September 2023
Fables of Faerûn III: The Enticing Elder is a common Book. It's part of a collection on fables of Faerûn.
The spine of this heavy black hook is inked with a chain of silver skulls.
Properties
Books
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
Price: 14 gp
Where to find
- In the Tiefling Hideout of the Druid Grove.
Text
There were once two sisters, one a great fighter and one a great cleric, who longed for new adventure.
'I shall skewer an elder brain upon my sword!' cried the fighter. 'To the Underdark!'
'I wish to know the secrets of the brain's powers', said the cleric. 'Let us be off!'
In the recesses of the deep, the sisters slayed darklings and derro, bugbears and bulettes. The two reached an illithid colony when the fourth tenday passed. Their quest would soon be complete.
With great effort, they felled a half-dozen mind flayers and soon reached the elder brain's lair. It rose from the brine pool at the center of its chamber, flanked by illithids. The brain didn't speak aloud, but the sisters could hear it in their minds.
'I am called Qaoz. Why have you come?'
'I will make your powers my own', called the cleric.
'I will crush you and bring an end to your tyranny', said the fighter.
The brain hovered in silence. A moment later, a burst of psionic energy shook the chamber, and the sisters lay dead.
'Good luck,' Qaoz replied. The illithids feasted heartily that day.