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Post by Phoebe Nox on May 23, 2022 22:30:01 GMT -5
Remember this is an Ancient Family Heirloom Grimoire... of Phoebe Nox ~*So you know its gotta be Odd, You just have to look*~
*Opened Laying on a Table at the Dragons Nest* *Looking down to the opened book the title at the top of the page reads..*
Foolishness and Curiosity's
*scrawled to the side in red ink* Gran`Pappy Gator words of wisdom I listened to as a child were true, one can turn a Human or such being into a Toad
Enchantment of the Vile Croaker
1 - Dread Horn Mane 1 - Stem of Coruption 2 - Blight 1 - eye of travesty 5 - scales of a King Fish 4 - Void Orb
*written under the list of ingredients in the red ink from the side note you notice it say...* ~Plus my own secret Ingredient~
Sun dry ingredients Combine and crush Store in a dark place or inside a pouch
To Use: Cast or to be blown in dust form across a pile of Blackrock Dust and _____ *the ink on the page is wet and blurred and incomprehensible, but at the bottom you can make out the words*
...._____with the Kiss of a ______........
~all these ingredients plus the blood of Medusa and a tear from a slug to counteract this spell~ *is again written in red at the bottom of the page*
*Curious so you start Flipping through pages backward, looking at the page it reads...*
Tales of a Wol.....
*You hear footsteps,...... someone's coming and you must get outta this room before you are seen*
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Post by Phoebe Nox on May 23, 2022 22:39:10 GMT -5
** You feel the hairs on your neck stand up and a creepy sense come over you, ....like somethings watching you as you leave the room**
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Post by Phoebe Nox on Dec 22, 2022 11:46:31 GMT -5
*Opening the drawer to my nightstand I lift the leather-bound Grimoire from the drawer, blowing the dust from the book I open it and flip to a blank page. As I begin to write I pen in the name of the next spell I will work on*
Protection Bubble
Ingredient one: An item touched by the being to be protected against.
*Before I could concentrate on other ingredients I fall over, weary and tired from all the new happening of the world I drift off asleep still clutching to the book*
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