EQ2 FURNITURE



Total items rewarded from Diary of a Madman : 2
Books
a torn diary
This item can be placed on the floor in any house type.

The completed diary of an unfortunate spirit that went mad in Ethernere. It has a small engraving on the corner that says G. Trunkcracker.

TREASURED
LORE  NO-TRADE

Quest reward from [92] Diary of a Madman (Eidolon Jungle), started by examining a torn diary in The Eidolon Jungle (167, -9, 161).

Discovered on 13 Nov 2012 at 12:38:38 PST.
I've washed on shore in what I think is the Feerrott. I haven't seen any of the rest of the crew yet, but I will keep searching. The captain is mighty, and surely will have survived the storm. In the meantime, I must scout ahead, and see if I can make a camp to ready myself for their arrival.
The camp is set, but I haven't any food. I tried going fishing, but none are biting. I should probably be more concerned about this, but I haven't noticed my hunger at all. I imagine my body has gone into some kind of survival state, and is living off reserves right now. I will probably be famished soon.
I went hunting, and saw some strange lizard men out in the jungle. I've been here before, and I don't remember this particular clan from my travels here. They are, as expected, quite aggressive, although I was able to fend them off. They have no chance against a Gunthak sailor, and when my fellows get here, their treasures will be ours.
It's been days. Weeks maybe. I haven't seen another soul, nor have I noticed any hunger or thirst. I have been looking at the sky, and I've noticed a strange hue to it. While I might not remember the Feerrott well, I do remember the sky well enough. Something is amiss.
I've been approached by a strange cloaked figure, offering me passage. To where? I asked. The Plane of Fear? Why would I want to go there? He said it where my eternity awaited. In the face of his threat, I attempted to strike him down, but my blade passed straight through him! Again and again I struck, and none of the blows landed. And his expression never changed. I fled.
I know he is looking for me. He tells me I am dead, but I know I am not. I would know if I were dead, and I am not dead. Do you hear me? I am not dead! I will not allow that creature to take me alive. I'll find out his weakness, and destroy him.
He keeps finding me and I run he keeps finding me and I run he keeps find me and I run he keeps finding me and I run he keeps finding me and I run
This time is the last time. I will kill him I will kill him I will kill him and I will be freeee... Freee freeee freee freee freee I am not dead I am freeeeee!
Books
a torn diary
This item can be placed on the floor in any house type.

This torn diary is incomplete, but the pages may be somewhere nearby. It has a small engraving on the corner that says G. Trunkcracker.

TREASURED
LORE  NO-TRADE  NO-VALUE

Required by the Quest
'Diary of a Madman '

Quest reward from [92] Diary of a Madman (Eidolon Jungle), started by examining a torn diary in The Eidolon Jungle (167, -9, 161).

Discovered on 29 Nov 2012 at 8:31:55 PST.
I've washed on shore in what I think is the Feerrott. I haven't seen any of the rest of the crew yet, but I will keep searching. The captain is mighty, and surely will have survived the storm. In the meantime, I must scout ahead, and see if I can make a camp to ready myself for their arrival.
The camp is set, but I haven't any food. I tried going fishing, but none are biting. I should probably be more concerned about this, but I haven't noticed my hunger at all. I imagine my body has gone into some kind of survival state, and is living off reserves right now. I will probably be famished soon.
I went hunting, and saw some strange lizard men out in the jungle. I've been here before, and I don't remember this particular clan from my travels here. They are, as expected, quite aggressive, although I was able to fend them off. They have no chance against a Gunthak sailor, and when my fellows get here, their treasures will be ours.
It's been days. Weeks maybe. I haven't seen another soul, nor have I noticed any hunger or thirst. I have been looking at the sky, and I've noticed a strange hue to it. While I might not remember the Feerrott well, I do remember the sky well enough. Something is amiss.
I've been approached by a strange cloaked figure, offering me passage. To where? I asked. The Plane of Fear? Why would I want to go there? He said it where my eternity awaited. In the face of his threat, I attempted to strike him down, but my blade passed straight through him! Again and again I struck, and none of the blows landed. And his expression never changed. I fled.
I know he is looking for me. He tells me I am dead, but I know I am not. I would know if I were dead, and I am not dead. Do you hear me? I am not dead! I will not allow that creature to take me alive. I'll find out his weakness, and destroy him.
He keeps finding me and I run he keeps finding me and I run he keeps find me and I run he keeps finding me and I run he keeps finding me and I run
This time is the last time. I will kill him I will kill him I will kill him and I will be freeee... Freee freeee freee freee freee I am not dead I am freeeeee!