This book is actually an in game book. I believe it is located on all shards. It's location is Britain Public Library, where you do the community collection. However there are some problems with this book. First there are some minor capitalization errors, a word used twiced, and a few other minor things. The main problem is that the original book is actually 21 pages long but it's been forced into a 20 page book. Unless you use inscription to copy the book to a larger 40 page book you won't be able to read the last page. However I have corrected these errors, and have managed to squeeze the whole thing so it actually will fit in a 20 page book. Enjoy!

[Shard] - Sosaria
[Type] - Fiction/History
[Book] - Red - 20 pages

[Title] - Charger of the Fallen
[Author] - Fylwyn

[Page 1]
I don't hold with
the overblown, self
congratulatory boasting of
adventurers. I find them
lacking the facts, the
substance, that prove a
compelling read.

[Page 2]
So why, you might ask
gentile reader, have I
rendered my thoughts
in this same medium?
Having expressed my
disdain for the dubious
tales of others, this
must seem hypocritical

[Page 3]
or self indulgent.
I have little defence,
save that posterity
must have a record of
this discovery and I
am the only one who has
the knowledge, and can
tell the tale. As I am

[Page 4]
a retiring person, not
prone to boisterous
revels or even the
presence of others save
the closest of friends,
I set out alone. I had
no particular destination
in mind an it was after

[Page 5]
weeks of wandering that
I encountered the most
marvelous sight.
You must understand
I was in a mountainous
area, surrounded on all
sides by majestic snow
capped peaks. The air was

[Page 6]
crisp and refreshing and
a pleasant stream burbled
past. I decided to refill
my drinking skins from
the cool water flowing
by, and it was then that
I made my first startling
discovery. The water was

[Page 7]
black!
No, I know what you're
thinking, the water must
have been very deep, or
the stones themselves
black. But this was no
illusion, the water was
no deeper than a foot

[Page 8]
and the liquid a silky
black color quite unlike
the normal clairity one
sees. I was mystified, of
course. What could cause
one of the most basic
elementals of life to
change in such a manner?

[Page 9]
What might this portend?
As I mused over the
implications, I was
startled from my reverie
by a noise, not unlike
the snorting of a bull.
Imagine my amazement
when I turned to see

[Page 10]
what might have crept
upon me and beheld a
jet steed of such noble
proportions that I felt
I must be gazing upon
the paragon of horses.
From the proud arch of
the neck to the powerful

[Page 11]
muscles just under the
skin, this equine shown
with unmistakable magic.
Unconcerned with my
presence, the lordly
creature drank calmly
from the strange water.
With each gulp of liquid,

[Page 12]
the stallion's coat dulled
and became thicker,
coarser.
The glorious cascade of
mane darkened till even
the word pitch cannot
describe the utter
absence of color.

[Page 13]
I was witnessing a
transformation that I
feared harmed this
magnificent beast,
and so I took the only action
that seemed reasonable at
the time.

[Page 14]
I yelled, I screamed,
I shouted... I shoved
against the creature's
mighty body trying to
force it away from the
tainted water. But, alas,
to no avail. Once, the
equine turned and gazed

[Page 15]
upon me with bright,
intelligent eyes, before
returning to quench its
mighty thirst. In horror,
I stood transfixed as
the final metamorphosis
took place. And then,
abruptly, I knew nothing

[Page 16]
more.
I awoke, bound roughly
and lying on my side.I
was clearly the cause of
an arguement between
several people, who could
only be my captors. My
head pounding and the

[Page 17]
blood thrumming painfully
in my bound limbs. I
strained to hear the
conversation. I overheard
just enough to become
very afraid. For you see,
gentile readers, these
people who call themselves

[Page 18]
the Cult of the Fallen
are servants of Mondain.
Though dead, the legacy
of the wizard lives on in
the minds of his
followers. They work for
vengence alone, for the
corruption of Sosaria and

[Page 19]
the destruction of all
who stand against them.
I escaped, as you surely
have devined, for how
else could I give warning?
The story of my flight is
not important and so I
will not waste further ink

[Page 20]
on discussion of it.
Be warned, my readers...
be warned. There are
those, amongst us, who
seek the unraveling of
Sosaria. -Fylwyn

Another great addition to our collection!