Lunar Dark Lies
[This scroll is filled with soothing, persuasive arguments, encouraging the sick-at-heart to turn themselves from Sehanine worship. The Moonmaiden, as the Goddess is called, will whisper naught but lies. No problems solved. Only a sense of fondness that is as cold as the lunar marina, seas of empty pale dust, and even that gradually fading for the worshiper. As an alternative, the scroll speaks of Shar, who whispers only truth. Her fondness is warm, unexpectedly so for a Goddess of darkness, grief, and nihilism. But why should that be unexpected? The sick-at-heart will find only succor and blessings in the embrace of She who understands them best.]