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<blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3784297" data-attributes="member: 11760"><p>A short time later, Emmerson emerges from the abbess' quarters, carry a bundle in an old woolen blanket. Returning to the darkening cloister, he drops the blanket and the Book of Ascendant Night near the campfire the others have been nursing.</p><p></p><p>Oktav brings his oil lamp from the library, where his sorting is all but complete, and puts it down on the blanket beside the book. He would open the tome, but a warning look from Emus scares him off.</p><p></p><p>"I'm not sure if this is going to work, but bear with me for a while. I'm going to read the book out loud and the ritual's effect should provide a translation of sorts. This may help to determine if this book should be destroyed or taken to the bishop."</p><p></p><p>Using Judgment to turn the pages, Emmerson flips through the book, past a title page and woodcut to the meat of the book.</p><p></p><p>Emmerson looks at the book and read aloud. Everyone hears both him speaking in Westron but also finding themselves understanding what he's saying:</p><p></p><p>"<em>The Book of Night Ascendant</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>"From beyond the horizon, they watched as all was formed, and they found it vile. The creators formed the land with cold hands and hung the sky with no joy. Everything is pale and wretched and must be destroyed to make way for something better.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>"Hang the moon in the sky! Strike the king from his throne! Prepare!</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>"But when they stepped forward to free all who live, they were betrayed, and found all doors locked against them, while their jealous children laughed, full of hatred and envy.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>"Hang the moon in the sky! Strike the king from his throne! Prepare!</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>"So now, they wait, sleeping beneath,'</em>" and here Emmerson says a word that does not translate into Imperial, "'<em>as the faithful prepare for their joyous escape.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>"Hang the moon in the sky! Strike the king from his throne! Prepare!</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>"Like a river breaking through the winter ice in spring, all shall be a riot of change and release. Blood accompanies death but it also accompanies every birth and blood shall herald the death of the old ways and the birth of the new.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>"Hang the moon in the sky! Strike the king from his throne! Prepare!</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>"They are waking. Look to the sky!</em>"</p><p></p><p>As Emmerson finishes the page, he realizes that he feels dizzy.</p><p></p><p>"You're bleeding!" Oktav gasps, and indeed, blood is gushing from the paladin's nose. But as those assembled look around, they realize that he's not the only one: Everyone who has heard the translated book has blood pouring from their nose, which looks black and slick in the dim evening light.</p><p></p><p>"Well," Emmerson says as the dizziness overcomes him, "That was incredibly stupid. Forgive my stupidity, friends."</p><p></p><p>He slams the book shut and bundles it as tightly as he can within the worn blanket.</p><p></p><p>"We are done here. I shall put this wretched thing in the forsaken pit where it was for the night. Brother Oktav, are you done cataloguing the books? We need to ride tomorrow at first light to Middleborough and ask his Excellency to destroy this once and for all."</p><p></p><p>Oktav starts to nod and then reacts violently at the suggestion the book will be destroyed.</p><p></p><p>"We can't destroy it! What if it's telling the truth about some imminent disaster?"</p><p></p><p>"Who the hell will be able to read it?" Emmerson snaps, exhausted and pushed to his breaking point. "One page! One and we're bleeding! Look no further than what happened here if you dare to read more than what I did."</p><p></p><p>"I've had enough of this place," Emus says, wiping the blood from his lips. "Let's go."</p><p></p><p>"Tucker, if I may trouble you," Emmerson says, as the others prepare to leave. "Could you procure two mounts for Oktav and myself for tomorrow morning? I aim to spend the night here, and take the book to his Excellency in the morning. I have no intention of taking the book near Maidensbridge, so if we could meet you half a mile from town an hour past first light, I'd be much obliged."</p><p></p><p>"I'll see what I can do; we're still pulling horses out of the orchards from when those nitwits burned down the stables. But Oktav's got the horse he rode in on, so it shouldn't be too bad." Tucker hefts his backpack up with a grunt. "Besides, I'm sure it's been quiet at town while we were gone."</p><p></p><p>"Thank you, friend." Emmerson shakes Tucker's hand and watches the deputy, Emus and Vonmora depart.</p><p></p><p>Oktav, glaring at Emmerson, helps the paladin move the Book of Ascendant Night back inside the building.</p><p></p><p>The pair spend an uneventful night in the abbey, with Oktav proving that, whatever else time has done to the building, its beds are still comfortable enough, as he drops into a deep sleep and snores the sleep of the truly exhausted.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Whizbang Dustyboots, post: 3784297, member: 11760"] A short time later, Emmerson emerges from the abbess' quarters, carry a bundle in an old woolen blanket. Returning to the darkening cloister, he drops the blanket and the Book of Ascendant Night near the campfire the others have been nursing. Oktav brings his oil lamp from the library, where his sorting is all but complete, and puts it down on the blanket beside the book. He would open the tome, but a warning look from Emus scares him off. "I'm not sure if this is going to work, but bear with me for a while. I'm going to read the book out loud and the ritual's effect should provide a translation of sorts. This may help to determine if this book should be destroyed or taken to the bishop." Using Judgment to turn the pages, Emmerson flips through the book, past a title page and woodcut to the meat of the book. Emmerson looks at the book and read aloud. Everyone hears both him speaking in Westron but also finding themselves understanding what he's saying: "[i]The Book of Night Ascendant "From beyond the horizon, they watched as all was formed, and they found it vile. The creators formed the land with cold hands and hung the sky with no joy. Everything is pale and wretched and must be destroyed to make way for something better. "Hang the moon in the sky! Strike the king from his throne! Prepare! "But when they stepped forward to free all who live, they were betrayed, and found all doors locked against them, while their jealous children laughed, full of hatred and envy. "Hang the moon in the sky! Strike the king from his throne! Prepare! "So now, they wait, sleeping beneath,'[/i]" and here Emmerson says a word that does not translate into Imperial, "'[i]as the faithful prepare for their joyous escape. "Hang the moon in the sky! Strike the king from his throne! Prepare! "Like a river breaking through the winter ice in spring, all shall be a riot of change and release. Blood accompanies death but it also accompanies every birth and blood shall herald the death of the old ways and the birth of the new. "Hang the moon in the sky! Strike the king from his throne! Prepare! "They are waking. Look to the sky![/i]" As Emmerson finishes the page, he realizes that he feels dizzy. "You're bleeding!" Oktav gasps, and indeed, blood is gushing from the paladin's nose. But as those assembled look around, they realize that he's not the only one: Everyone who has heard the translated book has blood pouring from their nose, which looks black and slick in the dim evening light. "Well," Emmerson says as the dizziness overcomes him, "That was incredibly stupid. Forgive my stupidity, friends." He slams the book shut and bundles it as tightly as he can within the worn blanket. "We are done here. I shall put this wretched thing in the forsaken pit where it was for the night. Brother Oktav, are you done cataloguing the books? We need to ride tomorrow at first light to Middleborough and ask his Excellency to destroy this once and for all." Oktav starts to nod and then reacts violently at the suggestion the book will be destroyed. "We can't destroy it! What if it's telling the truth about some imminent disaster?" "Who the hell will be able to read it?" Emmerson snaps, exhausted and pushed to his breaking point. "One page! One and we're bleeding! Look no further than what happened here if you dare to read more than what I did." "I've had enough of this place," Emus says, wiping the blood from his lips. "Let's go." "Tucker, if I may trouble you," Emmerson says, as the others prepare to leave. "Could you procure two mounts for Oktav and myself for tomorrow morning? I aim to spend the night here, and take the book to his Excellency in the morning. I have no intention of taking the book near Maidensbridge, so if we could meet you half a mile from town an hour past first light, I'd be much obliged." "I'll see what I can do; we're still pulling horses out of the orchards from when those nitwits burned down the stables. But Oktav's got the horse he rode in on, so it shouldn't be too bad." Tucker hefts his backpack up with a grunt. "Besides, I'm sure it's been quiet at town while we were gone." "Thank you, friend." Emmerson shakes Tucker's hand and watches the deputy, Emus and Vonmora depart. Oktav, glaring at Emmerson, helps the paladin move the Book of Ascendant Night back inside the building. The pair spend an uneventful night in the abbey, with Oktav proving that, whatever else time has done to the building, its beds are still comfortable enough, as he drops into a deep sleep and snores the sleep of the truly exhausted. [/QUOTE]
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