[!] An ancient-looking tome sits in your hands, evoking a faint chill from each yellowed page. Some of its words, odd and blocky looking, burned and blinded your eyes as though written in blazing fire  - and as you continued to scan over its cover, you found paragraph upon paragraph in common. The ravings of an Occultist, it seemed. [A fair majority of the tome is written in Blackspeech, and has OOC translations in bright red text. Blackspeech’s lore can be found here.]