Ritual: Tome of Obsidian

Deep in her heart, Charlotte is truly an adventurous librarian. Her home is an Italian affair, though many assume it is Victorian, that she has opened the entire back room to the second floor, losing two bedrooms from above to make a two story library. If anyone needed to find her, this is where she would be.

Throughout the library are strange books settled among the usual old tomes. Novels sitting next to occult tomes of witches burned at the stake. Journals of french courtesans next to notes by Agrippa. A worktable sits to the side with a mix of gardening pots and plants, along with tools for crafting books.

Of these are a set of materials soon to become tomes. They will radiate a terrible sense of biting cold. The pages will be dove gray, like roiling clouds ever slowly shifting. Inky black writing of ink gained from the condensed essence of shadow fiends summoned from the abyss spiders these pages.

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• Ink: Condensed boiled down shadow fiends, degrades if in direct, pure light
• Stylus: whittled bone

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