The party found the book at the very back of the tomb, next to the sarcophagus itself. It was chained to a lectern, as though waiting for a reader in the dark.
After checking it over, the thief brushed dust from the leather binding and opened to a page. It was filled with tight handwriting in a language they couldn’t decipher.
As they were puzzling over the tome, the lich rose from his coffin and coughed politely.
“Do you ever wake up in the middle of the night and just have to write an idea down before you forget it?”

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