After the group returned to the material plane after the conversation with Ularan:

Idris, as you all travel you are find a new addition in your travelling pack. A large heavy book, somewhat worn and yellowed at the edges but still remarkably solid. It's heavy cover is crossed by chains that wrap around it. At your touch they slide away allowing you to peer inside.

You flick through and to your surprise you don't seem to be able to read most of it. However the first entry catches your eye. It says:

Know that the knowledge in this tome must be earned. Only by mastering a step will the next be revealed. If at any point you refuse to continue this book shall shut and never open for you again.

The first steps follow: [I will message you the steps]

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Effie, you see your blade changed, the golden writing Idris said told a story of seeking a glorious end, of tales grand and filled with glory. You aren't sure how this fulfils what you asked for but you got the impression that your insistence with Ularan made an impression on him. Does holding the blade make you feel luckier? Perhaps.

Something to sleep on and see if further illumination comes.

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Arya, since you've been back to the material realm you notice your ring keeps shimmering with blue and purple shades, as if it had kept some essence of the astral realm in it.

You aren't sure exactly how but you get the sense that the ring will allow you to phase in and out of reality... And even move others. This ring seemed to be more than you thought [Will, send stats to you in message]

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Pine, one weight has been replaced with another. The weakness that had spread since the wraith had touched you was quickly fading, life or the equivalent you experienced returning to you as you walked through the mere. However in its place you feel the weight of more questions, of what should be done and who should do it.

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Siax, you have been left with almost nothing. Your question of what befell the Enclave was answered with little information - beyond that this fey called Selephra was involved.

A huge mystery and you are still as far as you were in understanding it when you came out of that Tower in Leilon.

Despair gripped you for a moment but a small voice sounded, your bow, it's voice now light and sweet since the blade had blessed it.

"You aren't alone in this. I'm here. And the blade says we are on the right path."

The moonblade still hangs where you had sheathed it but somehow it feels a bit more right for it to be there.