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		<title>127.0.0.1 at 15:47, 19 December 2020</title>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;{{Needs Verification}}{{Intro&lt;br /&gt;
 | Patch Introduced = [[Waking from the Abyss]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |   Related Quests = [[The Caliginous Bethel]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |          Updated =&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Item&lt;br /&gt;
 |               Name = Bewren&amp;#039;s Journal&lt;br /&gt;
 |         Icon Image = Bewren&amp;#039;s Journal Icon.png&lt;br /&gt;
 |              Value = 0&lt;br /&gt;
 |             Burden = 25&lt;br /&gt;
 | Special Properties =&lt;br /&gt;
 |         Additional = 9 of 9 pages full.&lt;br /&gt;
 |        Description = A well written journal.&lt;br /&gt;
 |        Inscription =&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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 | Author = [[Bewren]]&lt;br /&gt;
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While we were fur hunting on the Marescent Plateau yesterday, Jaeget and I were approached by a man proclaiming to be capable of making our lives meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Right away, I realized what he was and that he was up to no good.&lt;br /&gt;
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There were similar groups on Ispar. They would coerce others into joining their following and those people would never be heard from again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Poor Jaeget wasn&amp;#039;t alive on Ispar but four years, so luckily he didn&amp;#039;t have to confront any of those types.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I know he isn&amp;#039;t happy with everything about his life now, but I also know this Order of the Raven hand isn&amp;#039;t something he wants to be involved with.&lt;br /&gt;
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I recommended we move on. Despite my protest, he took one of their pamphlets... I am sure he believes I didn&amp;#039;t notice the note passing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jaeget has done nothing but yammer on about the Order of the Raven Hand since we ran across the recruiter on Marae nearly a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What&amp;#039;s worse, his being taken with their beliefs has hurt business.&lt;br /&gt;
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We don&amp;#039;t have nearly enough hides to sell as we used to.&lt;br /&gt;
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I would suggest another trip to Marae, though I fear bringing him there would only further advance his desire to join the Raven Hand.&lt;br /&gt;
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He is all I have left of Ispar and I do not want to lose him like we lost Mother and Father in Holtburg all those years ago.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Tomorrow I will find that pamphlet and burn it. Perhaps without the pamphlet, he will forget this cult and return to normal.&lt;br /&gt;
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I awoke only briefly last night to see my cot surrounded by several men swathed in dark cloaks. In the background I could see them embracing Jaeget and then everything went dark.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I awoke within a cage in some strange hall. Within the cell with me was another person, a very fidgety fellow who went by the name of Twitch.&lt;br /&gt;
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His tale was one of woe, though after learning of his previous accommodations, this place seemed more hospitable than what he had previously... but only slightly.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Our guards ignored our shouts, and only once did I see Jaeget after waking, and then it was only in passing and he did not seem to notice me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&amp;#039;ve been here for some time now, and I am tired of being here. I have no weapons, no lock picks, and no way of getting both my brother and I out of here safely.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Twitch seems to have been here slightly longer than I, and did have some insight, though it was difficult to understand between his shivering and short attention span.&lt;br /&gt;
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When the guard comes to deliver our meal, I will liberate his key-ring and escape after curfew has gone into effect. On my way out, I will glean what information I can from the surrounding temple and note where entrances and exits are.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My attempt at escape failed. The Priests captured me as I made way to the exit.&lt;br /&gt;
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Struggling, they threw me before what I can only describe as a vile cloud of soot and liquid and forced me to breathe it in.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Even now my head spins and charcoal-black cysts are beginning to form on my arms and face... I do not know what they did to me, but I know what they plan.  I have been moved away from Twitch and placed in some interim holding cell. Looking out into the room, I can see a pit of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Earlier today a procession of cultists marched into the room, one of them my brother. His eyes seemed glazed and he bore no recognition for me. It was as I feared. Not only are they about to take my life, but they have taken his as well.&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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== Notes ==&lt;br /&gt;
* Found on the floor of the [[Caliginous Bethel]].&lt;br /&gt;
* Give to [[Aurten Rhell]] for a reward:&lt;br /&gt;
{{Dialog&lt;br /&gt;
|You give Aurten Rhell Bewren&amp;#039;s Journal.&lt;br /&gt;
|Aurten Rhell tells you, &amp;quot;Fiction! Pure fiction! I could have written a more compelling tragedy. I do have to admit, even though this is surely a fake, you did put a fair amount of effort into it. If anything you entertained me with this garbage. Here, take this.&amp;quot;|&lt;br /&gt;
|Aurten Rhell tells you, &amp;quot;I know... I know... you at least tried to help me out. You really shouldn&amp;#039;t be getting anything from me, but since I&amp;#039;m such a nice guy I&amp;#039;ll make an exception for you.&amp;quot;|&lt;br /&gt;
|Aurten Rhell tells you, &amp;quot;Cultists... Summoning and worshipping shadows... how ludicrous!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|Aurten Rhell gives you [Random Trophy].&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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