The Birth of Light and Truth

Holy Text

Category:
book/scroll
Description:

The holy book of Sarenrae is The Birth of Light and Truth. The text is comprised of many parables and oracular revelations—some inspired by visitations from Sunlord Thalachos, herald of Sarenrae. The book outlines the core tenants of Sarenrae’s worship: kindness to those in need, healing of the sick, lifting up the fallen, and shining a guiding light into the darkest hearts and lands.

Most copies contain extra pages for the owner to record new experiences, insights, and inspiring tales of her work in service to the church. Copies of The Birth of Light and Truth once belonging to revered clerics of the faith are often kept as relics, the wisdom recorded by their former owners seen as especially significant.

The book is most widely distributed in Kelish.

Bio:

This copy of The Birth of Light and Truth is transcribed into Celestial, and is bound in leather. It is well protected from the elements, and sacrifices much of the ornamentation usually found on copies of the book in favor of durability.

The extra pages bound-in following the holy text serves as the personal journal and travel account of Hasim al Hala.

Hasim’s Journal excerpts

10 Neth

The Northerner and I bargained with a beast. It can’t be trusted. It can be compelled by secrets and bound as a djinn. The knowledge we stand to gain might save us all. Alaqua and I fear Nadira have taken to speaking to it more personally. It is a bane. It will lead to our undoing. It’s name is called “Boomalooma.” I commit the name to these pages, and commit the name’s power to the Dawnflower.

. . .

Nightmares. Some type of succubus-Div, filling us with baleful visions, intent on turning us against one another. The trial is of loyalty, honesty, and trust. A hard trial for strangers in a magic-twisted desert. It’s threats, it’s visions, fill me with rage, fire. My own trial is to keep these people safe, when I would so rather cast this beast back into perdition.

. . .

“Light of the Dawnflower save us, Light of the Dawnflower deliver us, Light of the Dawnflower forgive us, even as we forgive one another.”
Light and Truth

8 Neth

I nearly have the sequence, it remains putting it together. I dare not try the blade until I am confident, but I dare not return until it is tried.

. . .

Each battle taxes us farther than the last. A Sandman attacked in the night as I slept. At one point I was the only one of our band left standing. I fear we may not all return. I must be more vigilant. The Northerner is capable. Nadira and Alaqua are yet novices to such dangers. The girl, she is smart, and brave, but has the eyes of a newborn creature. Alaqua has nearly died four times. I fear for him. He has the spirit of a hero, but not yet the skill. He has sworn off the blood—this will bring the Dawnflower’s favor I am certain.

. . .

This band is auspicious. Of this I am certain. A band of lesser caliber would be dead, a band less glorious would have given off this mad assignment after the Jackalwere’s assault. Auspicious beginnings.

. . .

“The Truth is One. Men’s ears hear many truths. Men’s ears are poor substitutes for their hearts.”
Light and Truth

3 Neth

Alaqua. Curious man—dhampir, but did not know it. Unorthodox fighter. Orphan—a sad story. Hideous deformation of his face, very troubling, very sad to see—has suffered much for a heritage he gains nothing by. Tomorrow we confront him regarding his canteen of blood; a rat or cat I hope—his soul is not yet too far from the light.

Nadira. Delightful girl. Not my type though. Curious, knowledgeable, wizard of some skill and seeming experience; mastery over wind and air her forte. Her motive is the curiosity of a scholar. Agreeable and energetic sort—her heritage is a curiosity. Glad to be traveling with her.

Taldane. A needless mystery. Good sport, though. A northern sell sword of some kind—a grim, humorless people there. Not a very good marksman, but working on some awful smelling contraption; knowledgable to be sure. Trustworthy as far as the money runs, a decent man.

Seemi. A good man, hard working. Sad to take him over a barrel: in a better life we’d be friends first, business partners later. Still hope for the former. Skilled merchant; intend to give him my best. I suspect the sort to tell the tale of deeds well done.

. . .

Returning to the Inn, the ambush struck; a div and its wretched familiar. Alaqua was struck down, I was cursed with boils, and the beast escaped justice. Praise be that by the church and Her mercy I was cured, and praise them too for taking up the task of finding the beast. We were overmatched to be sure. It is by a grace beyond me why we survived at all.

. . .

Restoring Alaqua is difficult. Positive energy seers him, only negative energy revives. In the morning I will pray for aid that I might give it in kind. We found a flask of blood on his hip. We must confront him, find out how he came by it. I’ve sought wisdom in these pages, and the truth is clear: if it came unwillingly, the deed is a black one. I will pray for compassion and decision in fair measure. I have not lost hope for him. His bravery in the ambush speaks volumes toward his character.

. . .

Seemi and the town guard both proved generous in rewarding our deeds. We had Seemi in a bad spot for negotiation. I am glad to go with the man. To be paid a better amount is welcome, and needed: but this life of adventure is sometimes so inglorious. The songs never sing of how the glorious hero managed to feed his camel or keep sharp his sword during the months in-between. I hope there are no bad feelings over business. I am confident that he has paid a fair price for a good group: never have I seen four strangers find teamwork with such ease. The captain of the guard will see me again in four weeks. He has promised me a drink if I survive the desert. I will accept it when we all six of us survive. I feel I can rely on myself. The greater glory is in proving reliable to these six new friends.

. . .

“Darkness is older than Light. It runs deep, unseen. To see the Shadow is to bring it into the Light.”
Light and Truth

The Birth of Light and Truth

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