diff --git a/ChangeLog b/ChangeLog
index f29e742f3..44696e030 100644
--- a/ChangeLog
+++ b/ChangeLog
@@ -1,3 +1,8 @@
+Add new book message that describes using a Prepare Weapon scroll
+as an anecdote of an onlooker.
+messages
+Daniel Hawkins 2021-03-11
+
 Utilize new level-scaling attributes for the mimic type.
 This should rebalance mimics to be an appropriate challenge for the random map level they are on.
 monster/mimic/mimic.arc
diff --git a/messages b/messages
index 0ed1bb225..6bfb1fe63 100644
--- a/messages
+++ b/messages
@@ -12,14 +12,14 @@
 #  If set then players will keep the message as part of their knowledge when read.
 #  Do NOT reuse identifiers if changing messages.
 # TITLE <title>: message's title, for knowledge management. Mandatory if
-#  the message has an identifier, else unused.
+#  the message has an identifier, else unused.
 # CHANCE <chance>: optional chance of the message appearing in a book, relative
 #  to the sum of all chances. 0 or no line means this message will never appear.
 # TEXT: start of the message's body
-# ENDMSG: marks the end of a message's body and message.
+# ENDMSG: marks the end of a message's body and message.
 # QUEST: optional quest internal code and state this message will activate.
 #  Example: "QUEST TempleOfDoom 0>10" will set the quest 'TempleOfDoom' to state 10
-#  if the player didn't yet do it.
+#  if the player didn't yet do it.
 #
 # TEXT must be the last item in a MSG block.
 #
@@ -426,3 +426,11 @@ Travelers refilling their empty bottles at fountains around the world often clai
 
 Still, this was not enough reason to sway the fanciful; some claim that fantastic things happen when they 'dip' their empty bottles or other belongings into fountains.
 ENDMSG
+MSG G-034
+TITLE Preparing Weapons
+CHANCE 1
+TEXT
+Sven opened his pouch and poured diamonds onto the floor beneath his feet. Hundreds, thousands clattered to the floor before my eyes. I had never seen so many gems at once.
+Sven, noticing my jaw agape, smiled, and pulled out a scroll. "The gods like their shinies," he quipped, then began to read from the scroll, holding his prized sword high as he chanted the words.
+As quickly as they had come, the gems vanished, not into a pouch, but into the beyond. A bright flash of light left me blinking for a few seconds; next I saw, Sven had lowered his sword, admiring the anticipatory sheen it had acquired.
+ENDMSG