Shakey the Scarecrow's Head

You say, 'Hail, Shakey Scarecrow' You say, 'Hail, Reebo Leafsway' You say, 'Who is Shakey?'

Reebo Leafsway says 'Shakey is our protector and friend. He is just getting old. Losing his [stuffing]. His [head] is getting very cracked and dry as well.'

You say, 'What about his Head?'

Reebo Leafsway says 'The head of a scarecrow is difficult to replace. We do not know what is needed and all of our attempts have failed. Perhaps you could [research] this for us and bring back a new head for our old friend Shakey?'

You say, 'What research?'

Reebo Leafsway says 'We have heard of a great forbidden tome penned by an evil necromancer that holds the secrets of instilling life into scarecrows. We have recovered pages from that book. That is how we know about Shakey's hay. But the pages detailing the creation of a scarecrow's head are missing. We believe that the Erudites possess at least some of the pages and might know where the rest of them may be found. Start your search in their city of Erudin.'

You say, 'Hail, Sornita Eltern'

Sornita Eltern says 'Greetings, <Name>! Please be do not speak too loudly while inside the library. If you need anything special, feel free to ask me. I am a member of the Crimson ands and my specialty is divination. In my research I have stumbled across many [rare tomes].'

You say, 'What rare tomes'

Sornita Eltern says 'Why, just yesterday I stumbled upon what I believe to be an excerpt from Miragul's own treatise on the origin of the creatures known as scarecrows. Such a work is heresy and would be destroyed if the High Council knew of its existence so I have been tight-lipped about my discovery. If you would like to see it, I will show it to you, for a nominal donation of 20 gold pieces.'

Sornita Eltern says 'Oh, yes. Very good friend. Here is the document I mentioned. It would seem to be part of a larger body of work, but this page describes a Teir'Dal who it seems was instrumental in creating the head of the very first scarecrow. You may keep that as it is merely a magical duplicate of the original document which I have carefully hidden.'