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WT: 1.0 Size: MEDIUM
| Liber Brassica Felix Vol. 5 |
| Language: | Combine Tongue |
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| Item Type: | Book |
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| Stackable: | No |
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| Merchant Value: | 0 pp 0 gp 0 sp 1 cp |
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| Lucy Entry By: | unknown |
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| Item Updated By: | Oxgoad |
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| Source: | Live |
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| IC Last Updated: | 2020-11-11 23:39:43 |
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| Page Updated: | Sat Sep 7th, 2019 |
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Expansion:  Shadows of Luclin
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Book Text:
Next came the Three gifts from
the race of Man,
Fashioned according to their
traditional plan.
Workers of strange metals are
they,
Some in the coldest lands,
velium workers, they say.
In the manufacture of even the
smallest bits,
The creation of temper tested
their wits,
| Though now solved, this course
to thee I show,
So that in the right direction
might ye go.
Brew together magical essences
four,
And into that mix a special
drink then pour:
Created by human settlers in
the Ice Land,
Explorers, brave adventurers,
and,
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| Made from Allspice; water ye
will also need,
With some brown form of native
seaweed.
Using a small glass, your
Heater is created,
Upon which the strongest taste
buds can be sated!
However, ye will use it to
mix, as I have said,
With magical essences four, as
you have read.
| "Listen here", said the first
druid of Man,
"Here is my gift, but I don't
like your plan!",
With fiery temper, and eyes
alight,
From the one named Gosselin,
many took fright.
"There are ways and means for
druid life,
My way is the right way, all
else is strife!"
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| Onto the fire he placed an
object strange,
'Twas a fishing rod, with
incredible range.
The Spool was smithed, by the
look;
Two velium bits and sandalwood
I think it took.
Then, so strong yet pliant,
the cord,
What incredible fabric could
this afford?
| Perhaps a cord made entirely
of silk,
And treated by a tailor, maybe
in that ilk.
It would take the largest egg
ye could find,
Then turned into oil, if I
used my mind.
Use that egg's oil with the
silk cord, to treat,
That would be the line - it
would be quite a feat.
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