Prayer of a Razmiran Cultist

Item · 10 gp · Weight 0

Although the words sprawl unevenly across the page, someone has clearly gone to a lot of effort to write this — so much effort, they tore several holes in the paper with their quill. "One by one. Step by step. I follow in your foosteps, Master, bound for the wealth and glory you have promised me. When I entered your flock, I left behind poverty and sorrow. I will never forget the stench of the village hut where I was born, for the memory of it is a reminder never to return. When I joined the faith, I learned the true purpose of mortal life — the accumulation of wealth. I hunger for gold, influence, and glory, and I desire to follow your path to greatness. I am guided by your precepts. Just as you endured thirty-one trials before you attained godhood, so I will overcome every obstacle that stands in my way. No difficulty will deter me, no adversity will stop me, for only in the service of our Lord will I find a life of plenty and comfort. Oh Lord, multiply my wealth and bestow the bounty of your favor upon me. Razmir, may you bless your servant with prosperity and peace." The last line is written in beautiful, precise cursive: "Copied without errors, but do not put so much pressure on the quill. Satisfactory."