Back at Harvest Den, the atmosphere has been one of tired relief. Poised Arrow explained that after a successful battle, lowlanders celebrate their victory with a night of well-deserved rest. I, too, found the silence of Harvest Den a welcome solace. At least, while it lasted. I regrouped with our allies, checking in on everyone's wellbeing. Caithe and Malice are headed home, glad to have helped but undeniably relieved to get back to their respective responsibilities. No matter the challenge, Tyria always persists. Poky suggested that we head inside, where Stoic Alder, Waiting Sorrow, and Isgarren waited for our arrival in the tense, silent air. And then, Waiting Sorrow finally revealed the extent of her identity to the Claw and his son...that she's not just a wizard, but the fabled Voice from the ancient kodan tale. Koda's voice raged in her mind—almost turned her mad—but Isgarren helped her sever that connection, and that's how she became a wizard. Alder was understandably rattled by this new layer of deception. Poky, while shaken, was more curious than upset. Before leaving to comfort his father, he reassured Sorrow of his support for her. A mature gesture by any standard. With the three of us finally alone, Isgarren—in an attempt to distract Sorrow from her guilt—redirected the conversation toward more pressing matters. Prior to our battle atop Mount Balrior, when Sorrow returned with me to the Wizard's Tower to reveal herself to Isgarren, the mention of Mabon turned both of them still. When he died in Amnytas, Sorrow "felt" Mabon's death all the way in Janthir. Isgarren revealed that Mabon had secretly placed a ward over the city of Bava Nisos after the destruction of the mursaat. This was to protect a Mists gate hidden deep within the city. But when Mabon died, the ward in question fell. Isgarren suspects that this Mists gate is the very door that Ura referred to in her dying breath; even he has no idea how it was opened, or if it still is. Finding and sealing this door is our only priority. We're headed to Bava Nisos before any more titans—or worse—emerge.