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{{Cat|Prayer Parchments}} |
Latest revision as of 21:00, 23 April 2022
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delicate pearl-white parchment | |
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Look: | A delicate pearl-white parchment is carefully rolled to protect the delicate lettering and painting inside. |
Weight: | 5 stones |
Metal: | Unknown |
Appraised Cost: | 6000 Kronars4,800 Lirums <br />4,329.6 Dokoras <br />6 LTBpoints <br />6 Tickets <br />6 Scrips <br /> |
Properties: |
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Dimensions: | 3 length x 3 width x 1 height |
Sources: | Source is Scriptorium |
Verbs
Prayer
*Hymn to Hodierna* by Dorrad F'llanna Our praises be to you, goddess so bright; Bring spring's renewal and soul-stealing blight; Bridge builder, field sower, nurturing light; Terrible rider on Midwinter's Night. Asketi is the dread, black hag; Cold-hearted crone, blighter of fields; Stealer of children from cozy, warm beds; Our fear the cold, dark sword she wields. Berengaria brings us the first light of dawn; Grand lady, she walks sprouting field; Sheaves of grain, she carries in honey-brown arms; Lost children, she makes darkness yield. Uniting them both, Hodierna, she stands; Light of knowledge shines bright at her breast; Her right hand the sheaf, her left hand dread fear; Grant us strength to rise to her test.