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{{Item
| Name = The Last Expedition of Ixir Zi
| Icon Image = The Last Expedition of Ixir Zi Icon.png
| Value = 90
| Burden = 160
| Special Properties =
| Additional = 9 of 9 pages full.
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| Author = [[Translator Aun Laokhe]]
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The War of Hate stretches onward
 
drawing the world to a frozen end.
 
We, sisters, look now to others sent from afar
 
to shelter our lives and see our teachings survive,
 
but there is no solace to be found within
 
the halls of the ignorant.
 
So thirteen sisters
 
shall move outside the skein of fate.
 
We shall tear the fabric of the world
 
and weave our own tapestry.
 
Within the halls of our Temples shall we be sealed.

----

The souls of the unwilling
 
shall be fettered to ever serve as thralls
 
to our desires.
 
Willing shall be brought once again to the halls
 
of their Mistresses and there the sacred rites
 
be performed.
 
Our servants shall endure until the time
 
when the Sleepers awaken and call across
 
the seas of gold and sapphire.
 
Then shall our sister-kin return
 
and ransom our souls and bodies
 
from the torpid state of unlife.

----

Safe, shall we keep the greatest secrets of our art.
 
Veiled secrets will die as our breath dies out
 
never to be seen until the singers, calling to the Great Beings of the deep, raise their voices again.
 
Then shall our hosts rise and twist free
 
of our self-imposed prisons.
 
The crush of time shall not weaken our bones
 
nor strip free our flesh,
 
nor allow maggots into our minds.
 
We will sleep, but we shall endure.

----

We, the first among the highest host,
 
shall rise again.
 
One last expedition to the world of our children,
 
the Fiazhat, once more to perfect
 
the merging of the Willing and the life's breath
 
of our children.
 
We shall not meet with failure again.

----

Our children are dying.
 
In their place, malignant fiends of the swamp
 
with tattered flesh and pernicious grins
 
hold vigil over the temples built in our honor.
 
The betrayal of 'they who covet the breeze-talkers'
 
is complete at last.
 
Our children, the Fiazhat,
 
nearly gone from their world.
 
No pity. Our task is clear.

----

Millennia have not altered their faith in their gods.
 
They come to us for wisdom
 
and we harvest their strongest for our own purpose.
 
They have not forgotten the ways
 
and gladly send their warriors
 
to live amongst the gods.
 
Our children will cease to exist on their world
 
but find purpose when merged with the Willing.

----

Four times the sun that warms this world has passed, and we have watched atrocity from the shadows it casts.
 
Our children suffer, as do their adversaries.
 
The War of Hate it seems stretches to all corners of the vast beyond.
 
So long before we gifted this world
 
with magic, and now we find that the magic
 
we meant for our children has been used against them.

----

Bloated, gluttonous, monstrosities devour
 
the streams of the World's Blood
 
and lead the War of Hate upon the Fiazhat.

----

Upon our return we shall crush the tunnels
 
that join our world to this one.
 
Ever more shall we forsake the Fiazhat
 
and allow the blasphemy that 'they who covet
 
the breeze-talkers' have enabled.
 
We shall claim as many warriors as can be found.
 
We require guardians in our slumber
 
and the Fiazhat will not survive here.
 
Better they live on through the Willing
 
in eternal service and guardianship to their gods.
}}

== Notes ==
* Obtained by giving {{Itemlink|Fleshy Tome}} to [[Translator Aun Laokhe]]:
{{Dialog
|You give Translator Aun Laokhe Fleshy Tome.
|Translator Aun Laokhe tells you, "The keh have spoken to me and I have translated their words to paper for you. I have used your language so as to not confuse you."
|Translator Aun Laokhe gives you The Last Expedition of Ixir Zi.
|Translator Aun Laokhe gives you Elysa's Band.
|Translator Aun Laokhe tells you, "Farewell budhi."
}}

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