A Scribbled Note: Difference between revisions

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There are 4 variations of the text with the same name found in the Alfreth Dungeon and Sylsfear Dungeon.

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   | Special Properties =
   |             Author = Zalphoos the Shopkeeper
-  |       How Obtained = Found on the ground in the [[Alfreth Dungeon]].
+  |       How Obtained = Found on the ground in the [[Alfreth Dungeon]] near the entrance.
   |       Vendors Link = False
   | Long ago, I, Zalphoos the Explorer, came here in search of privacy with my beloved bride.  We took to exploring the surrounding lands, thinking ourselves young and powerful.  But too dangerous was this place, for she, my beloved, died in the dark and lonely halls, fighting against monsters of hideous strength.  So, right here in these mountains I have stayed.  Over the years, more and more travelers arrive, and I have grown too weary of warning them of the danger.  My beloved is dead, my privacy ruined, and I am tired of telling so much.  The gods punish the proud, they say.
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   | Special Properties =
   |             Author = Zalphoos the Shopkeeper
-  |       How Obtained = Found on the ground in the [[Sylsfear Dungeon]].
+  |       How Obtained = Found on the ground in the [[Alfreth Dungeon]] in the locked Banderling area.
   |       Vendors Link = False
-  | Sylsfear, the fear of Syliph! How I have come to know these mountains like the back of my own hand, not that I will always tell of what I know. I remember the adventuring group that, as full of pride and laughter as I once was, sought to conquer the Syliph Dungeon. Ha! They never came back, and they had gone when too often resurrection meant more often than not becoming undead. I have not seen them since, and I have seen travelers come here aplenty. Many regret coming to these mountains.
+  | A Scribbled Note<br><br>Sylsfear, the fear of Syliph! How I have come to know these mountains like the back of my own hand, not that I will always tell of what I know. I remember the adventuring group that, as full of pride and laughter as I once was, sought to conquer the Syliph Dungeon. Ha! They never came back, and they had gone when too often resurrection meant more often than not becoming undead. I have not seen them since, and I have seen travelers come here aplenty. Many regret coming to these mountains.
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