The book is kept on his person concealed under his cloak and armor, it is a small black book that needs an extreme amount of light to be read from

The writing is in no neat order or style, it is written with slight diagonal lines and a cross between script and print writing

Rubo Shadow, Professional illusionist, and deception master. Follower of The Master of Illusion, Baravar Cloakshadow.

A few pages with some scribblings are before the next page of real text

Wandered from my shadowy home far from where I am now, found a small town. Helped some of the locals, delivering, also helped explore the new place. It has many dark places for me to lurk in.

Helped some people I saw getting hurt. One was getting attacked by a big man, he got knocked out and his pack was lying there so I took his gold, I thought I was heard so I went away. Gave him his money back later, but he never knew it was me who did it.

Other big merchant had wares on ground, wimpy elf with a dragon-thing flying near him stole something. Big man ran after him and I scooped up some of his things on the ground. Threw them on the ground where he was later, if I see the elf I'll get it back.

Traveling around doing odd jobs is ok, did a bigger job today, helped some people go into my building-kin's lair, to get rid of some of their malfuctioning metal-men. Afterwards, met a friend of the shadows, with slightly better skill than I, a'cause I am a priest of illusion as well and not a whole trap and lock person.

Some of the pages are ripped out and clipped back in, they could be out of order

Helped raid a sewer town of goblins, my traps helped catch some of the escaping ones, Got a new pair of boots from one of them too, Only a few are left, and they have no way to come back and kill us.