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| book text = I can't sleep without the moon and stars. As a child, I prayed to them before I ever knew Selûne's name. Is that blasphemy?
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| where to find = Next to a skeleton in the {{Coords|152|-197|Underdark}}, on the approach to the [[Selunite Outpost]].
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Revision as of 14:47, 24 September 2023

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A densely scrawled journal. Only a few pages have been spared the ravages of time.

Properties

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


Where to find

Next to a skeleton in the Underdark X: 152 Y: -197, on the approach to the Selunite Outpost.

Text

I can't sleep without the moon and stars. As a child, I prayed to them before I ever knew Selûne's name. Is that blasphemy?

When I walk the battlements, the only light I see is the glow of their eyes. Out there, waiting.


I know the High Initiate is making a plan. He'll get us out of this.



We're making a stand.


Moonmaiden fair, lend us your light,

To guide us home in dark of night,

To keep us on the path of right,

Ever burning, ever-


[The last line of the prayer succumbs to blurring, as if stained by something wet.]