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+[za3k](/) > [aldenmarsh](/aldenmarsh/) > [party](players1) > [zorinn](zorrinn) > dunamancy book
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+You have restored a book on Dunamancy. It is written in an unfamiliar dialect of Elvish you haven't encountered, but it is similar enough to standard Elvish that you have put together the instructions. The author is listed as Vutai Dhezriemot Cisi. The name is dark elvish. The use of a third name is very unusual for dark elves--you think it may be honorific or a sign of power.
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+The book was mostly restored and translated by you, using a magnifying glass and cantrips to aid you. Some clarifying notes were written by Eroan Jian, apparently out of annoyance, in poor elven calligraphy.
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+You learn about dunamancy. The book is written in a strange way--it has very few nouns, mostly verbs, and talks more about the relations between objects than objects themselves. The author sometimes recognizes objects as distinct from one another, and sometimes talks about the universe as though it was a single, inseparable process or network. As you absorb the writing, your way of looking at the world slowly changes, and you see how things *become*, rather than how things are. From time to time, you can almost see the invisible bonds and relations--how your friend is connected to their favorite hat by a magnetic pull, the silvery link between you and your mental image of your mentor and your actual mentor, or how a cat on the street looks at its owner--the look has a particular metallic taste to you. Little of dunamancy is directly useful to Chronurgy, but this way of seeing and thinking will mentally free you.
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+Reading the book, you are glad the author is dead--they are incredibly evil. You try to keep their way of thinking at some remove. They barely even view female dark elves as people, and a male dragonborn would just be an object. If they slit your throat, they would identify the blood coming out as being a more meaningful change in the universe than the fact that you were dead.
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+Benefits
+- You can progress up to level 9 as a Chronomancer.
+- The book does provide specific spells, but for game purposes this is just your Chronomancy progression.
+- You learn the formula to make a *ring of dislocation*. The ring randomly teleports you short distances. It can be activated by taking it off or on. Making the ring requires the Blink spell, caster level 6, 4000 sp of materials, and 30 days of work. To make the ring, you flatten gold very thin, then twist it in elaborate interlinking knots to form a ring. You cast Blink twice each day you craft the ring, making the spell shorter and shorter until it is on the exact border between working and not working. You embed the half-spell into the ring using the formula and a special, rare viscuous mineral oil.
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+[za3k](/) > [aldenmarsh](/aldenmarsh/) > [party](players1) > [zorinn](zorrinn) > trevor whiterune's journal
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+You have restored Trevor Whiterune's journal. There were two barriers--water damage and his scrawling, crabbed handwriting.
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+Trevor wrote daily for nearly two years. His day-to-day entries are mostly short personal notes about what happened that day. Interspersed are longer rants and notes on plans or research. He refers to his research notes, which appear to have been elsewhere, but you can piece together what they were about using the journal and some notes in his spellbook.
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+Sample entries
+- Year 420, Day 45 - Pasta was bland for lunch. Passed Maros in the hall. He didn't say anything like usual. Elves.
+- Year 420, Day 46 - Passed Segarrelion in the hall. Asked him about the best way to cure disease. He suggested crushed emeralds. Rich noble prick. Saw Marla after I got home.
+- Year 420, Day 47 - Talked to Leonard. He's friendly, but even though I help him with research, I notice I still don't get a citation. Well, friendliness got him places, I can't deny that. We'll see if I ever give him a citation, though.
+- Year 420, Day 48 - Wraps today were pretty good. Hot out, wish I had some lemonade in the office. Still stuck on the damn tiny hut, is it really worth it? You can literally just build a hut.
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+From the journal, you slowly build a picture of a petty man. Trevor writes overly long rants about perceived slights to him, usually academic. Multiple of his rants are about elves being racist and elitist.
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+You confirm that he did steal the artifacts you recovered:
+- Year 421, Day 322 - Took the Septimare collection from Leggy's house. I did half of Leggy's research and he never gave me enough credit. Just took what Leggy owed me for it, nothing else. He didn't know the value of Septimare's artifacts. Now that he's out of the way I'll make good use of it.
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+His writing greatly degenerates sometime after he moved to Snaketon.
+- Year 422, Day 12 - Moving to Snaketon. No one will bother me there, and I can finally focus and get some real work done.
+- Year 422, Day 32 - Still can't focus enough to understand Septimare's instructions. I have to be careful and avoid temptation to cast the ritual until I fully understand it.
+- Year 422, Day 35 - Today I had the strangest time. I started laughing out of nowhere, and I couldn't control it. Maybe living alone isn't for everyone.
+- Year 422, Day 40 - I MUST OPEN THE GATE, BUT I CANNOT! WATER IS THE ONLY TRUTH, AND TRUTH IS BEAUTY.
+- Year 422, Day 45 - [Random, frantic scribbling, until half the page is black and torn through]
+- Year 422, Day 46 - Not sure what's happening to me. I keep feeling crazy. I'm having less and less time where I feel myself. Can't stop laughing.
+- Year 422, Day 77 - I have to do it. I have to open the gate while I'm still myself. I understand what Septimare saw now. We must bring them, because only they can save us.
+- Year 422, Day 78 - Failure. It wasn't enough. A great sacrifice is needed to bring a greater elemental. Still can't stop laughing for some reason. I think the ritual made it worse.
+- Year 422, Day 82 - I have a plan. [drawing of Trever's tower, with a squid in it, and a giant lake flooding the Farm]
+- Year 422, Day 98 - I watch the water flow. I watch the water flow. I have to wait until it is full. I watch the water flow. I watch the water flow [this goes on until the end of the journal]