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Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.05 kg / 0.1 lb
Price: 14 gp 
Where to find
Within the Chest of Grateful Words in the Epilogue. Contingent on Kith'rak Voss supporting the player in the final battle.
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- If Orpheus survives and did not become a mind flayer (/
UID
S_EPI_Letter_VossOrpheusAlive)UUID
147b3c9c-e054-4b85-ba0c-49ba6e4ee67c
[Githyanki script - tir'su - adorns one side of the page. The other is written in the common tongue.]
She'lak,
The Prince of the Comet shines ever-bright. Breath by breath, battle by battle, Vlaakith's death draws nearer. We have taken to the Astral Plane, slaughter all who must be slaughtered, and spread the Heir's Truth to every possible ear, willing and unwilling. Many githyanki have already taken up arms with us as Warriors of the Comet. Others have remained in their enclaves or travelled to crèches, dedicating themselves to Orpheus as scribes, spies, and slate-scholars.
But our allies do not all call themselves Children of Gith. Zaerith Menyar-Ag-Gith, the githzerai's god-king, has requested an audience. There was a time I would have thought such a coalition unspeakable. But Orpheus has spoken: 'If Vlaakith is to fall, mayhaps the two skies must again be made one.'
Voss, Revrykal t'Orpheus, Knight of the Comet.
- If Orpheus dies, or survives as a mind flayer (/
UID
S_EPI_Letter_VossOrpheusDead)UUID
418411e0-6e20-4911-9e1c-b6f240fb7cd8
[Githyanki script - tir'su - adorns one side of the page. The other is written in the common tongue.]
She'lak,
Orpheus may not be with us, but the Comet shines ever-bright. Breath by breath, battle by battle, Vlaakith's death draws nearer. I have taken to the Astral Plane, slaughter all who must be slaughtered, and spread the Heir's Truth to every possible ear, willing and unwilling. Many githyanki have already taken up arms as Warriors of the Comet. Others have remained in their enclaves or travelled to crèches, dedicating themselves to our cause as scribes, spies, and slate-scholars.
But our allies do not all call themselves Children of Gith. Zaerith Menyar-Ag-Gith, the githzerai's god-king, has requested an audience. There was a time I would have thought such a coalition unspeakable. But with the githzerai at our side, not even the full force of the kith'raki could stop us. If Vlaakith is to fall, perhaps the two skies must again be made one.
Voss, Revrykal t'Orpheus, Knight of the Comet