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Neva spots another thing where she found the magical items. It's a simple book, a small journal. So small, in fact, that there is only one entry in it, written earlier today. She reads it aloud Oh my dear demonic god. These stupid kids are hated in town but the roots of mistrust were enough to convince them to join my mother's plan to attack the jubilee and circumvent the dragon's protection. They beat up the flower pickers, but they let them escape alive! But we retrieved the amulet and together with mother's sacrifice this will be enough to protect the beast in the cave from the dragon's wrath. No mention of who wrote this.It seems a demon worshipper has plotted all these troubles, and the kids we seek are just pawn in his plan. Stupid pawns maybe, but no killers.
There are, in fact, things hidden there... The half elf points toward the wall, near the bedroll, and claws at the stuff until she can examine it, using a minor spell to find out their magical potency
The potions, Pharasma be blessed, are liquid curative spells that can slow someone's walk toward his grave, which is everyone final destination. I haven't got the slightest idea about the scrolls, unfortunatly. Is anyone else trained in arcane arts?
A woman wearing a long, black dress, and a black veil on her face, from which two pointy ears dart on the side, suddenly speaks in a croaked voice, pointing to the Pathfinders with a slender finger Are the men I see the men I seek? Pharasma guide my ways, but Captain Dreng has asked me to meet people in this place, to fulfill a mission. |
