Scroll 4: The Cursed Incantation of the Golden Sceptre

Warning: The following text is not for the faint of heart. Proceed with caution, lest ye be consumed by the very power that lies within.

		// In the dimly lit chamber of the forgotten temple, a lone scholar pored over the ancient text.
		// The air was thick with anticipation as the words danced upon the page.
		// And then, in a moment of clarity, the incantation was spoken.
		
		// The words:
		// "Ph'Nrx, ph'Nxq, ph'Nyz..."
		// Rumbled forth, shaking the very foundations of the earth.
		// The scholar, now a vessel for the ancient power,
		// Vanished into the ether, never to be seen again.

It is said that on certain nights, when the moon is full and the wind is just right, one can still hear the echoes of the cursed incantation.