Empty room

For weeks now there has been the smell of honey tea, bread and fresh soup from the old armoury, accompanyed by a babys wail or chuckle. The family with the baby still seems to live there, but in past days no one has seen the redheaded woman, since she moved to the old other room in the house. When looked in, the room shows just an old, dusty bedroll, rusted armor, a worn sword and a book in ancient stygian. This book, when opened has weird scribblings with fresher ink on the first page of inner binding. For most it looks like some dark arcane text, with symbols accompanying long forgotten words. But those with knowledge of ancient stygian will recognize this as attempts to practice writing the word "Poetry" over and over...