Obtained By: Drops randomly off of Spectral Dreads in the Graveyard
You give Kuyiza bint Zayi the Translator Ancient Journal Page.
Kuyiza bint Zayi the Translator tells you, "Indeed, this is the runic script of old Dericost, a language not used in well over 5000 years. A moment - I shall transcribe a copy for you into Roulean."
Kuyiza bint Zayi the Translator gives you Translation.
Kuyiza bint Zayi the Translator tells you, "There you are. This was found in an ancient graveyard you say? It would appear to have been several millenia old! I wonder how this place appeared after all this time."
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I do not know how Lord Rytheran found us. We fled the court when we learned that our Prince had corrupted himself with the foul magic meant to stave off his sickness. Now his lapdog Rytheran uses that same magic against us.
The scouts report that he is approaching our estate with his servants, no doubt prepared to bring destruction upon us. How ironic that I would flee to this place to escape the wrath of my Prince, only to have him bring his servants here to escape his own destruction. How surprised he must have been to learn that his exiled lords had reached this place before him.
I doubt that our preparations will be enough to win the day, but I cannot let my subjects suspect I have such doubts.
Rytheran has not even arrived and his magical assault has begun. He has called some kind of corrupting magic down upon us. Those that die from this withering rise again as spirits or revenants. My advisors have prepared a counter ritual to contain them in the graveyards, and even now they place candles to empower that process and ward against those spirits.
How I curse the blood-witches who brought this abomination to the imperial court.