Akila's journal

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Akila's journal
Released24 August 2022 (Update)
MembersYes
Quest itemNo
Properties
TradeableNo
EquipableNo
StackableNo
NoteableNo
OptionsRead, Drop
ExamineA journal found at the entrance to Osmumten's Tomb.
Values
Value30 coins
AlchemyNot alchemisable
Weight0.51 kg
Advanced data
Item ID27300

Akila's journal is a journal belonging to Akila, and is obtained from Maisa in the Tombs of Amascut raid lobby upon beginning the miniquest Into the Tombs.

The book can be reobtained by searching a crate in the Jaltevas Pyramid, or the bookcases in a player-owned house if the player has previously read the book.

Transcript

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I don't know why, but the Devourer's hold over my mind has waned. All of the others are still under her control, but perhaps her spell didn't fully work on me.

I'm not a fighter. My name is Akila, and I've spent my years as a scholar in the Grand Library of Menaphos. I have no hope of stopping the Devourer, nor of escaping. All I can do is write.

For some time now, we've been excavating a tomb for the Devourer. I don't know how long it's been. Time has no meaning when under her control. She wants something that is buried inside, and she wants it badly.

From what I've been able to work out, the tomb belongs to an ancient pharaoh called Osmumten. I've seen his name mentioned before in various tomes, but I can't work out why he'd be important to the Devourer.

The tomb entrance was sealed initially, and much of our effort was spent unblocking it, but our struggle didn't end there. After we gave her a way in, the true horror of her plans became clear.

I had never set eyes on the four lesser deities, but I knew them when I saw them. She had them all. She took them into the tomb, along with a selection of ghastly beasts.

Most of the others were left outside, but some of us were ordered to enter the tomb as well. She needs us in case more excavation work is required inside.

As I write, I can feel her hold on me beginning to strengthen once more. I pray it doesn't last. I'll continue to document what I can, when I can.

It feels futile, but there's a chance someone stronger than me will find these words and act on them. Maybe I can help them stop the Devourer.