This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink.
Properties
Books
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
Price: 14 gp
Text
3 Uktar, 1371 DR
Let it be known that I left my homeland because I was bound to my master, and not because I chose to. Were it not for the oath I swore, I would still be home, serving the zulkirs, and not tending to hog pox in this crude hamlet. However, an oath is an oath, and I will serve him, as is my duty, until I am released.
[The early journal entries are written in a delicate, intricate script that gets rougher and wilder the more pages you turn. It ends with one hastily scrawled entry.]
They did it! The Dark Justiciars got the old bastard before the zulks could. Now he's bleeding out and once he's gone, I'll be free of this oath. I can go back.
I'll return the tome of necromancy he stole. They'll forgive me then. They'll know I'm loyal.
The keygem's secure in the tunnels. Once I have it, I'll slip into the cellar, take what I can carry, and then - home.