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| description = The journal of a Lolth fanatic.
| description = '''Web-Covered Journal''' belonged to a [[Lolth]] fanatic. The author was likely once a surface dweller named Eliette.
| quote = The pages of this tome are marred with stains - some blood or unknown ichor.
| quote = The pages of this tome are marred with stains - some blood or unknown ichor.
| book text spoiler =  
| boo spoiler =  
| book text = [This book's leaves are stuck together with thick webbing that leeches ink when pulled from the page. Only the final entry remains remotely legible.]
| book text = [This book's leaves are stuck together with thick webbing that leeches ink when pulled from the page. Only the final entry remains remotely legible.]


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| where to find = On a shelf in {{Coords|-513|-408|Whispering Depths}}.
| where to find = * {{Coords|-513|-408|Whispering Depths}}
| notes = See also:
* [[Bloody Journal]]
* [[Burnt Journal]]
* [[Tattered Journal]]
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Revision as of 04:49, 13 December 2023

Web-Covered Journal image

Web-Covered Journal belonged to a Lolth fanatic. The author was likely once a surface dweller named Eliette.

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The pages of this tome are marred with stains - some blood or unknown ichor.

Properties

  • Books
  • Rarity: Common
  •  Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
  • Price: 14 gp


Where to find

Text

[This book's leaves are stuck together with thick webbing that leeches ink when pulled from the page. Only the final entry remains remotely legible.]


It is time. I will forever transcend this blasphemous flesh and refashion myself in the Queen's image. No longer will I be bound to this lowly form, this base shape of organ and bone. Even the arachnomancers of Menzoberranzan shall weep at my feet, their little spells so feeble and fleeting.


Today, I found the house of Lolth, and I shall be its Matriarch.

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