{
  "__data_type": "UTI ",
  "AddCost": {
    "type": "dword",
    "value": 0
  },
  "BaseItem": {
    "type": "int",
    "value": 74
  },
  "Charges": {
    "type": "byte",
    "value": 0
  },
  "Comment": {
    "type": "cexostring",
    "value": ""
  },
  "Cost": {
    "type": "dword",
    "value": 1
  },
  "Cursed": {
    "type": "byte",
    "value": 0
  },
  "DescIdentified": {
    "type": "cexolocstring",
    "value": {
      "0": "So Dammasae's daughter bred true. 'Tis a pity for her, and for all the rest of us if I handle this awry. The first pity is that her life bids fair to never be carefree again and brutally cut short to boot. The second is that she may endanger all Faerûn and do much damage ere she dies. She may bring ruin to folk and towers and enchantments, leave realms wrecked and the orcs and goblins hunting the lands unchecked by all but the most fearsome beasts, and plunge most lands into a darkness from which not even their dimly remembered names may emerge.\n\n        So how seems this world-wrecker, then?\n\n        Hmmm. Not hard on the eyes, but an outward seeming is more often a deception than aught else.\n\n        Well, now . . . a spirited lass, all tongue and flounce and boldness, but -- thank Mystra -- with brains and backbone, it seems, to back them up. The latter allows me to refrain from slaying her out of hand so as to protect Shadowdale and all Faerûn against the magic-shattering monster she may well become. Yet that slaying may become necessary -- perhaps very soon, and I must be ready.\n\n        My fellow Chosen must be warned, as well as All Who Harp and certain others, for if one thing in Faerûn can be depended upon as surely as the sun rising some time after each moonfall, 'tis that those who snatch and seize magic for their own fell and cruel purposes will learn of this Shandril and attempt to seize her . . . if they know not of her already. Manshoon and his lot, the Cult of the Dragon, those of Luskan who style themselves \"the Arcane,\" those who take childish delight in calling themselves the Twisted Rune, and the entire realm of Thay -- to say nothing of diverse beholders and Phaerimm, dragons, and scores of independent archmages, both mighty and those who merely consider themselves puissant -- will stretch out swords or spells or talons to pluck this spellfire for their own. Failing that, they will slay its source so as to deny it to their rivals.\n\n        Were I the sort of cold-hearted beast that calls itself Manshoon, or even Khelben, I might set a trap with this Shandril as the lure and sacrifice her mind or life to bring some of these dark workers of Art into my grasp for slaying or ravaging. Yet Mystra forbids such reckless harvesting of those who weave magic, and she even stands against attempts to harm those who follow Shar's darker path. As the sword and the fang give way to ever wider use of magic, Mystra grows ever in might, and her desire is more and more greatly fulfilled: that magic -- even magic worked by those who follow Shar or Bane or other gods -- become more prevalent and widespread, thus making Our Lady ever the greater.\n\n"
    }
  },
  "Description": {
    "type": "cexolocstring",
    "value": {
      "0": ""
    }
  },
  "Identified": {
    "type": "byte",
    "value": 1
  },
  "LocalizedName": {
    "type": "cexolocstring",
    "value": {
      "0": "Shandril of Spellfire by Elminster of Shadowdale (Volume Two)"
    }
  },
  "ModelPart1": {
    "type": "byte",
    "value": 6
  },
  "PaletteID": {
    "type": "byte",
    "value": 60
  },
  "Plot": {
    "type": "byte",
    "value": 1
  },
  "PropertiesList": {
    "type": "list",
    "value": []
  },
  "StackSize": {
    "type": "word",
    "value": 1
  },
  "Stolen": {
    "type": "byte",
    "value": 1
  },
  "Tag": {
    "type": "cexostring",
    "value": "ah_booklore2"
  },
  "TemplateResRef": {
    "type": "resref",
    "value": "ah_booklore2"
  }
}
