Lore Item No Trade
This item can be used in tradeskills.
WT: 0.0 Size: TINY
Outcast's Journal Page 36 |
Lore Item No Trade
This item can be used in tradeskills.
WT: 0.0 Size: TINY
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Item Lore: | Outcast's Journal Chapter 20 |
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Language: | Elder Dragon |
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Item Type: | Book |
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Stackable: | No |
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Submitted By: | Fleven |
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Lucy Entry By: | Espio |
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Item Updated By: | SwiftyMUSE |
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Source: | Live |
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IC Last Updated: | 2021-07-27 19:30:58 |
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Page Updated: | Thu Oct 9th, 2008 |
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| Rarity: Common | Level to Attain: 55 |
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[Book Text | Quests | Recipes | Comments ]
This item is a ground spawn.
Quests This item is used in quests.
Expansion List - Premium only.
Ruins of Old Paineel (The Hole)
Used in 1 recipe. Recipe list - Premium only.
Item Lore: Outcast's Journal Chapter 20
Ground spawn at +110, +1000.
Text: Through a tragic accident today I have discovered a way to use this power for the good of my people. One of my apprentices was sculpting a small statue, when I asked him if I could see it he handed it to me. When the statue touched my skin it begin to meld with the statue, forming a shell around it. My apprentice's expression was one of fright. That's when the voice said, "Kill him!." then the statue attacked him. I ran for help when the voice said "Silence him now!" Turning to face him I raised my hand and rock flew forth crushing him into oblivion. In tears on my knees I looked down to see the statue, that's when I realized
Book Text:
Through a tragic accident today I have discovered a way to use this power for the good of my people. One of my apprentices was sculpting a small statue, when I asked him if I could see it he handed it to me. When the statue touched my skin it begin to meld with the statue, forming a shell around it. My apprentice's expression was one of fright. That's when the voice said, "Kill him!." then the statue attacked him. I ran for help when the voice said "Silence him now!" Turning to face him I raised my hand and rock flew forth crushing him into oblivion. In tears on my knees I looked down to see the statue, that's when I realized. . .
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