“For you, Gold-Cleaver, a golden flute, carved from the leg bone of a nameless murderer, long ago put to death for his crimes.
It has a sound like no other, irresistible to the houseless, troubled dead and all manner of godless creature born in the dark before the Sun. Play upon this flute, and you will pacify their fury, tame their furious claws and ghostly fingers, and for a moment, they will forget their hunger for the living.
But only for a moment. Cease to play, and you will find yourself again at their mercy– you will have the undivided attention of every savage, howling spirit and monster in seven leagues, and they will pursue you without end.
Useful, perhaps, if one needs to soothe a wrothful demon for a time, or draw off a dangerous host from the pursuit of friends, if one is willing to make the sacrifice.”
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