Questions, questions, and more questions. I offer answers and probably
more questions as a result. I will recount, in short manner, what has
transpired so you can understand for yourself.

The first set of public posts explains what was translated and hoped to
lead Sapience to a cure. I can recount to only the parts I have
participated and Caeli will have to inform you of the rest. She has led
most of the discoveries. The first tome I translated, at least what I
could. I believed it to be an older version of Ankyri and thus I was not
able to properly translate it. Caeli then returned to Tarissa. Tarissa
turned over a journal and an item, a compass if you will which was found
out later.

This journal I was able to translate, also in Ankyri.


"Untitled", Page 1, by Anonymous.
Third month of Cycle 2
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We have been trying to refine the essence for over a year now, and only
just recently entered the second stage.

This essence is wiley, it is not at all what I am used to working with.
There have been small improvements though, once we started using a
thicker mold of glass.

We are able to manipulate the essence now, without so many protections.
Tongs and gloves are enough, but that is only due to the dose, I think.
Or maybe the Conclave just does not trust us working with it so close to
our skin.


"Untitled", Page 2, by Anonymous.
Fifth month of Cycle 2
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A road block.

The Conclave will only let us work with small amounts - some escaped our
protections and drove Kethaq mad. He was removed from the facility
shortly after.

I will need to request more to work with, but it is a tiresome process.
Petition for one of the Council to accompany me with our traveling
facility, and the officials have to bring key. Last time I was blind
folded, the key opens some marker to where the rest of the essence has
been entombed. Odd thing, it looks so ordinary.

I am not ranked high enough within the Conclave to know where the tomb
is yet, but hopefully with this next stage I can prove myself enough to
be ellevated.

"Untitled", Page 3, by Anonymous.
Eleventh month of Cycle 2
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It is eerie, going to the tomb to gather more essence. I've only just
returned, and am trying to warm myself, but the climate does not help.
Even with the blindfold, we always wait until the sun is down - you can
feel it on your skin. I believe they take us the long way, but it does
not cover the feel of sand shifting beneath your feet before beginning
the descent. Even with the sand, it is cool, and still.

Then we enter the earth.

Enough, recounting this has given me the chills. I am going to go find
something fiery to warm my gullet, tomorrow will be a long day.


"Untitled", Page 4, by Anonymous.
Eleventh month of Cycle 2
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It is early afternoon now.

I did not sleep well, but that may be to too much drink. I try to hide
my eyes, but I fear they can smell it on my breath when they make their
rounds to see how we are progressing.

I know that I am on to something. I just cannot get over this cusp!

Jorbar reassures me that we will get this done before the next year
finishes, but I do not know. I do not think that these fistfuls are
enough to really work with, but the Conclave will not listen to me.

Reading now finished, here is the description of the item:

Three inches across and two inches deep, the container has no visible
hinges. It does, however, have eight sectioned triangles on the top,
each able to be locked to one another by a simple jigsaw fit, the
keystone section topped with a circle that keeps all of the tips
secured. A deep groove dissects the box, allowing it to be twisted in
both directions. The contraption itself is made of solid gold, making it
both weighty and flashy. The surface is engraved with a series of
pictures: A person, with others prostrating before him; a battle; a
grave. Numbers starting from one, and up to eight, have been chalked on
each side of the top section. On the bottom section, only one side is
marked with chalk, containing an arrow.

Demonstration:

Caeli carefully rotates the bottom section of an engraved octagonal box
and it clicks into place at the position marked with 8.

info here

Later, it was found this led Caeli to the Akhenades. A compass, showing
her direction. We went to an underground area, a tomb. I was called to
help, if not to be ready to translate it would be to destroy magical
beasts. Beasts, or rather a beast was found. A Gorgon. It made quick
work of our party after completely petrifying us with it's deadly gaze.
We quickly learned to avert our gaze to stop this deadly attack. The
Gorgon was a mighty a foe and we were forced to call upon help. The
Sciomancers, Sryaen, and part of Enorian came to help kill the beast and
I eventually landed the final blow. It must have been some sort of
guardian, for there was a sarcophagus. In an ornate underground burial
chamber was the final resting place of something...

Finally, Caeli placed her hand upon this wonderous sarcophagus. I did
the same and found it had cured me of the Bloom infection. Take from
this what you will, as of now I continue to be healthy.

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Slyphian, in the year 325 MA.