Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170813151003/@comment-5543592-20190616020955

Fattah's son returned with a think, heavy book. It was leatherbound, the cover done up with a dark, waning moon. He passed it to Eryna.

"The Iluminations." Fattah's son said. "The holy book."

"It's our most complete copy." Fattah said, looking warily at the blade in Hirri's hand.

"Mmm." Silas mumbled. "Is that so?  And you're a traitor to the crown, as well, then?  What other half-truths have men believed throughout time?"

"I wonder when he'll have the rest of the Forsworn trained by." Maia wondered. "Preferably before the next Legion arrives."