While Dagda—who still bristles whenever I get near—focused on recovery, I helped Rian take down more Kryptis throughout the archipelago. With Dagda cleansed and almost battle ready, our next major goal is helping Lyhr track down his other half. Apparently—and I'm writing this out simply to make sure I understand the very concept—he can split his consciousness into two. A wild tactic that allows him to better protect himself from Kryptis possession. Even if one half is compromised and currently missing, at least the other is ready and able to help. Not only are they nearly immortal, but the wizards possess unique, magical abilities unlike anything I've encountered (and maybe I'm glad I haven't). While I lingered at camp, Frode introduced me to two more members of the Astral Ward who would be aiding us in the days to come: R'tchikk, a shockingly eloquent skritt, and Gladium, a former member of the charr legions. R'tchikk possessed a deep admiration for my past accomplishments, giving me at least one proper ally in this mystical, unknown facet of the world. She and Glade were a welcome distraction, and maybe the warmest introductions I've had since arriving.