I just don't see why the priests made such a big deal about their gate. They insisted it was sacred and warded but they didn't even have a lock on it. Here I had assumed I would to climb over or ask for a key. Instead I just unwound the prayer beads wrapped around the bars. Although I hope I don't get into too much trouble for leaving the gate open.
When I tugged on the beaded thread, it fell apart in my hands and spilled out all over the ground. Beads went everywhere. I tried to collect them all but even if I did find them, I wouldn't even know what order to put them back into. I guess I'll have to deal with the wrath of the priests later though, I have more pressing matters to tend to and little time to do it.
The sun is slowly peeking in the distance and I don't want to be caught so early into my journey. Into the forest I go. Let us hope this journey ends up fruitful.
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Official Documentation of a Fawkes
Entering the forest, you come across a tattered journey laying abandoned on the ground. The worn leather is tightly bound and pulses in your hands the instant your fingers makes contact. Whatever is written must be important.. Want to find out?
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[b:c9cc64716a] [i:c9cc64716a] He's the hands of my nightmares, the eyes of my dreams. [/b:c9cc64716a] [/i:c9cc64716a] [/align:c9cc64716a]
[b:c9cc64716a] [i:c9cc64716a] He means nothing to anyone, but everything to me. [/b:c9cc64716a] [/i:c9cc64716a] [/align:c9cc64716a]
[b:c9cc64716a] [i:c9cc64716a] He's the hands of my nightmares, the eyes of my dreams. [/b:c9cc64716a] [/i:c9cc64716a] [/align:c9cc64716a]
[b:c9cc64716a] [i:c9cc64716a] He means nothing to anyone, but everything to me. [/b:c9cc64716a] [/i:c9cc64716a] [/align:c9cc64716a]