Scrawled Note in Webbed Cave

I've returned. Returned to where it began, where it was before. A simple adventure that changed everything comes to a close. Sometimes the greatest knowledge should stay buried, as ignorance at least offers safety. They knew, almost immediately, and no amount of running could help me escape. The Book is safe, for now, but without the others, I fear it's substance will be as worthless as intended. My sickness has worn me down, kept me from being able to complete my journey, one that started with just a rumor.
To the adventurer who finds this. You weren't wrong, the Book is real. What happens next is up to you though, I can promise that what you have been searching for does exist, and with it the type of power that hasn't been unearthed for generations. I had taken it upon myself to hide the Book and keep it from those who were searching for it, but perhaps it is time to finally put the pieces together.
Find Fridga, in Shidon, hopefully she was more successful than I.
Torinth Peltronious, The Last of His Name