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From the
Betrayal
event.
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A Hastily Scrawled
Note |
A note hastily written by Nuhmudira.
Use this item to read it or write in it. |
| Value |
5 |
| Burden |
25 |
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Pages |
1 of 1 pages full. |
He means to befoul my soul.
I am damned. As I have damned so many, is it so hard to have known that this
was my fate.
There, beneath my thumb, I was so blind and now daft as when I was a babe.
My hair is still red, but with the last of my blood, which even now dries in
my hands.
Will no one find me, help me?
Would they help me? I repent my sins as I recall them through this haze of
memory not my own.
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A Painfully
Scrawled Note |
A note hastily written by Nuhmudira.
Use this item to read it or write in it. |
| Value |
5 |
| Burden |
25 |
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Pages |
1 of 1 pages full. |
They carried the incense to the ritual...
They were servitors I see it now...
When they heeded the call of the voice, it was their servitors the snake-men
their creations that stood with them at rituals.
What have I become?
I am a monster.
I am what I despise most. I cannot live this way endlessly...please let my
power fade...just let me die.
Let me die...
let there be peace...I do not want to endure..
let me die...
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A Hastily Scrawled
Note |
A note hastily written by Nuhmudira.
A strange symbol is scribbled at the bottom.
Use this item to read it or write in it. |
| Value |
5 |
| Burden |
25 |
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Pages |
1 of 1 pages full. |
Haerodim you will have your soul stripped from you unless
you confess your crimes in this oubliette.
Your accusers will cast their vote. You will live should they choose to
sacrifice of themselves for you. If they find you guilty of your crimes,
then they shall choose that which already beckons them.
State your crimes and clear your soul.
Not my words not my memory. But my crimes...too many to be named...forgive
me...forgive me I did them to save our race from them, from him...from him.
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Scrawled Bloody
Note |
A note hastily written by Nuhmudira.
Use this item to read it or write in it. |
| Value |
0 |
| Burden |
25 |
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Pages |
1 of 1 pages full. |
Am I dying?
So weak, these things, driving new thoughts into me, someone else's not
mine.
What have I done, what have I done?
I am sorry Yal ibn Rab, I was blinded, what have I done?
Is there forgiveness left in this world?
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Bloody Scrawled
Note |
A note hastily written by Nuhmudira.
Use this item to read it or write in it. |
| Value |
0 |
| Burden |
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Pages |
1 of 1 pages full. |
The flesh on my hands grows tight, as the wrinkles fade,
my mind clouded by voices of those that were here before me.
Shrouded here in our misery, given over to the unseen voice so that though
our lives are forfeit, our bodies continue on. So the blood sings so shall
we endure.
Not me, not me. I do not want to die. Can you hear me? Can you hear my
cries?
Elysa...?
Celdiseth...?
Yal...?
Hamud...?
Asheron...?
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A Hastily Scrawled
Note |
A note hastily written by Nuhmudira.
Use this item to read it or write in it. |
| Value |
5 |
| Burden |
25 |
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Pages |
1 of 1 pages full. |
Silence. You are judged unworthy of the gift of undeath and by order of
the Gelid shall be disposed. Your tampering with the Blood of the World
will...
Weakening...I cannot keep my own thoughts for long, what was it my snake
of an apprentice said?
One will prolong the process, but strip more of the power from within
you...
The other will speed the process along twisting you into an existence of
endless suffering. But your power shall persist, and I shall steal it.
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