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| description = '''Fringe Philosophy, Vol V''' is a common [[Books|Book]]. It criticizes the censorship on studying Netherese magic, and was written by Taura Brinn, High Artificer of [[Baldur's Gate]].
| description = '''Fringe Philosophy, Vol V''' criticizes the censorship of studying [[Netheril|Netherese]] magic. The book was written by Taura Brinn, High Artificer of [[Baldur's Gate]].
| quote = A dense academic volume, printed with no eye for design or delight.
| quote = A dense academic volume, printed with no eye for design or delight.
| book text = [The publisher's note claims this volume promotes magical theory too radical for the mainstream. This excerpt is attributed to High Artificer Taura Brinn of Baldur's Gate.]
| book text = [The publisher's note claims this volume promotes magical theory too radical for the mainstream. This excerpt is attributed to High Artificer Taura Brinn of Baldur's Gate.]


I suppose they seek to silence me, believing that an Artificer of the High House would not stoop to publish in any volume outside of the great Gondian journals they so diligently guard. But they forget that I am not so grand - before I lent my name and my knowledge to the High House of Wonders and all the marvels therein, I was naught but a lazy farm-girl who liked to look up.
I suppose they seek to silence me, believing that an Artificer of the High House would not stoop to publish in any volume outside of the great Gondian journals they so diligently guard. But they forget that I am not so grand - before I lent my name and my knowledge to the High House of Wonders and all the marvels therein, I was naught but a lazy farm-girl who liked to look up.


And that was how I first saw them - the slow and serene earthmotes, entire mountains migrating through the sky above. It was later I learned of their origins - of the ancient Netherese empire that fashioned them, of the residual magic so potent it sustained them still. The wizards of Netheril carved marvels out of the mundane, lifted the earth aloft for industry, for sport.
And that was how I first saw them - the slow and serene earthmotes, entire mountains migrating through the sky above. It was later I learned of their origins - of the ancient Netherese empire that fashioned them, of the residual magic so potent it sustained them still. The wizards of Netheril carved marvels out of the mundane, lifted the earth aloft for industry, for sport.


It was later still, after I earned my place at the High House, that I learned of the long shadow Netheril cast along the evolution of our craft. That their great flying cities fell in folly and flames does not diminish the wonders they wrought, and this stubborn aversion to studying them, to learning what they learned, is the very antithesis of Gond's teachings.
It was later still, after I earned my place at the High House, that I learned of the long shadow Netheril cast along the evolution of our craft. That their great flying cities fell in folly and flames does not diminish the wonders they wrought, and this stubborn aversion to studying them, to learning what they learned, is the very antithesis of Gond's teachings.


Yes, many of the catastrophes inflicted upon the centuries were fruit born of meddling with Netherese seed. Yes, their last shining bastion fell into shadow, their lore twisted to Shar's dark and destructive designs.
Yes, many of the catastrophes inflicted upon the centuries were fruit born of meddling with Netherese seed. Yes, their last shining bastion fell into shadow, their lore twisted to Shar's dark and destructive designs.


And yes, I say again, whether the High House will sanction it or no - to study the very flame of creation is worth it, even should the fires consume us. <!-- The text of the book. Leave EMPTY for non-books - use "quote" parameter for all other item types. -->
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* One can be found at the Hidden Library of the [[Emerald Grove]].
* [[Enclave Library]] {{coords|-428|27}}
* In the hidden cellar of [[Blighted Village]], at the right of the chimney. {{coords|-671|-372}}
* Hidden cellar of [[Blighted Village]], right of the chimney {{coords|-671|-372}}
* Bookshelf on the [[Arcane Tower]], second floor. {{coords|-25|-290|}}
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* Sold by [[Blurg]].
* Sold by [[Blurg]]
* Sold by [[Nansi Gretta]].
* Sold by [[Nansi Gretta]]
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* This book references the last surviving Netherese Enclave - [[Netheril#Thultanthar and Shadovar|Thultanthar]] - The City of Shade. It was trapped in [[Shadowfell]] for a thousand years, during which time the residents turned into worshippers of shadow.
** See {{FRWiki|Thultanthar}} in Forgotten Realms Wiki.
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Fringe Philosophy, Vol V criticizes the censorship of studying Netherese magic. The book was written by Taura Brinn, High Artificer of Baldur's Gate.

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A dense academic volume, printed with no eye for design or delight.

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


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Text

[The publisher's note claims this volume promotes magical theory too radical for the mainstream. This excerpt is attributed to High Artificer Taura Brinn of Baldur's Gate.]


I suppose they seek to silence me, believing that an Artificer of the High House would not stoop to publish in any volume outside of the great Gondian journals they so diligently guard. But they forget that I am not so grand - before I lent my name and my knowledge to the High House of Wonders and all the marvels therein, I was naught but a lazy farm-girl who liked to look up.


And that was how I first saw them - the slow and serene earthmotes, entire mountains migrating through the sky above. It was later I learned of their origins - of the ancient Netherese empire that fashioned them, of the residual magic so potent it sustained them still. The wizards of Netheril carved marvels out of the mundane, lifted the earth aloft for industry, for sport.


It was later still, after I earned my place at the High House, that I learned of the long shadow Netheril cast along the evolution of our craft. That their great flying cities fell in folly and flames does not diminish the wonders they wrought, and this stubborn aversion to studying them, to learning what they learned, is the very antithesis of Gond's teachings.


Yes, many of the catastrophes inflicted upon the centuries were fruit born of meddling with Netherese seed. Yes, their last shining bastion fell into shadow, their lore twisted to Shar's dark and destructive designs.


And yes, I say again, whether the High House will sanction it or no - to study the very flame of creation is worth it, even should the fires consume us.

Notes

  • This book references the last surviving Netherese Enclave - Thultanthar - The City of Shade. It was trapped in Shadowfell for a thousand years, during which time the residents turned into worshippers of shadow.