Hello Friends,
Enob Mort here! Travelling scholar from Zolanberg University.
When traveling through The Shimmerwood Forest, I came across a peculiar feather on my way to Trolanport. Stuck in the ground it far surpassed my height and was deep blue. I knew at once such a feather would come from the fearsome Roc.
A massive bird with talons and a keen eye. It is wise to be wary of such a creature. We are typically frightened of things we don't know. Yet no fear pierced my heart. The diet and prey of Roc's consist of large creature, perhaps the giants in the area. I would look as appetizing as a grain of salt next to a fine cake.
The feather reminds me of my good friend Elaria. A reliable ranger who would turn you into a pin cushions should you cross her. Such fine arrows I could fletch for her, with mithril tips that fly true. If something of this extravagance is of interest, call upon Enob Mort.
Master Artificer and Lover of Learning.
Cheerio! and as my friend would say, Stay Clean.
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