I know that friendly forces wait just beyond. I know you are all there, though I cannot see anything through this accursed wall of toxic fog. The bridge below, just behind what the Kryptis call Eventide's March, lies broken—but surely I could glide across this gap to the massive Mourning Tree that I know sits just beyond.
Many Kryptis have come and gone from the cathedral-like gate-front as I observed from above, seemingly to mourn their lost loved ones. Lost, I can only guess, like Till and Bosh and Grink. And Skup. Not unlike myself.
I wrote some time ago that I have to lie to myself. To keep my morale up. To do my duty. But the time has come that I must do otherwise. I have to take action. I have to.
—Selly
I know that friendly forces wait just beyond. I know you are all there, though I cannot see anything through this accursed wall of toxic fog. The bridge below, just behind what the Kryptis call Eventide's March, lies broken—but surely I could glide across this gap to the massive Mourning Tree that I know sits just beyond.
Many Kryptis have come and gone from the cathedral-like gate-front as I observed from above, seemingly to mourn their lost loved ones. Lost, I can only guess, like Till and Bosh and Grink. And Skup. Not unlike myself.
I wrote some time ago that I have to lie to myself. To keep my morale up. To do my duty. But the time has come that I must do otherwise. I have to take action. I have to.
—Selly · Guild Wars 2 Database