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• The Wizard's Tower is unlike anywhere I've traveled to within the bounds of Tyria—it looked much smaller from below. To think this place floated just above the coast of Garenhoff all this time—silently watching us wage war against the Elder Dragons... I still wonder why they didn't intervene, but that's a question for Isgarren when all of this is said and done. Just as "Bad Lyhr" managed to squeeze his way through the tower's defense mechanisms, so did the Kryptis. Mabon and Zojja took a small group to clear one wing, while Lyhr and Dagda led another. We regrouped outside the Hall of Confluence—the heart of the Wizard's Tower—once the inner perimeter was secure. With the apex of the tower's magic functioning once again, we'll be able to travel to Amnytas and support the Astral Ward on the front line.
• Empowered Envy
• I can't...feel the cosmos.
• Thank you for purchasing the weekly Secrets of the Obscure Launch Supply Drop. Here's this week's delivery. You can expect a further delivery each Monday, with all packages available by September 4, 2023.
  
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• I found an abandoned skyscale egg.
• Cerus is no Eparch, but he's terrifying in his own, special way.
• Ley-Line Vortex
• And last but certainly not least, we've got the pool in the Bastion of the Obscure. I've taken a dip in there a few times myself; a bit chilly, but the fish seem to like it fine enough.
• Mm, Jormag. S-still fresh in your mind, I imagine? Bangar almost rattled Isgarren to action. A-almost. Thankfully, you...
• Killed %num1%/%num2% Kryptis in Amnytas
• Welcome to the vault, Wayfinder. Please be mindful of the artifacts that surround us. Only a few will flay your mind simply for making contact, but I don't think that's a risk you want to take.
• Hunter of Mystic Threats
• Astral Equity Attire
• I...
• If you say so.
• Oh?
• How is our friend doing?
• Unlocks the Focused Magic skill for use while gliding throughout maps around the Horn of Maguuma.
• Important Quest Items
• **Sylvari Recruitment Retrospective** *The following notes are part of a formal assessment of the sylvari people as viable recruits for future efforts by Mabon, the current Wizard of Strength.* **1303 AE**: The tree nurtured by Ventari has borne fruit, so to speak. Out of respect for Isgarren's wishes, I'll keep my distance for now. To think, these new beings are experiencing this world for the first time not just as individuals but as a people. What I would give to know what that's like. **1306 AE**: I met a sylvari the other day. My charr disguise frightened Malbi at first, but she came around after I rescued her from the local krait. She had so many questions for me about the charr and the world, and I did my best to answer. I admit, I felt guilty for the deception. **1316 AE**: The alarm wards were triggered just south of the Beacon of Ages a few days back. A lone sylvari had bypassed our magical defenses only to pause in the beacon's shadow. She introduced herself as Narcisse. When asked how she came to be here, we learned of her "Wyld Hunt," calling her to the beacon, and of her visions of threats beyond this world. With her permission, Lyhr and I brought her before the others. **1328 AE**: I have been careless. In my efforts to include the sylvari in our ranks, it never occurred to me that behind them was a deeper and sinister intent, unknown, even to their own kind. Many were resilient when Mordremoth's call came, while others had to be restrained, temporarily. It did not take long for the four of us to enhance the magical defenses around the tower and Amnytas and sever the Elder Dragon's influence. Isgarren said little to me in the following days, but his anger was as plain as day. Dagda assured me it would pass. **1333 AE**: Dagda took on a sylvari apprentice recently: Ceri. She's brilliant, but she's quick to doubt at times. especially when the lessons get hard. Zojja's been a good friend to her, often helping her with spell crafting or late-night studies. It has only been thirty or so years, yet I find it difficult to imagine the world and the Astral Ward without them, their perspectives, and their experiences. Perhaps that could be said for many beyond our order. Maybe now, Isgarren might listen to reason.
• Astral Ward Defender
• No Rest for the Kryptis
• Infuse a Xunlai electrum ingot with the power of this location.
• Determined to survive and immune to damage.
• Lomaire
• Soo-Won was nearing death. None of us knew what that would look like. An all-out chase through the Mists would've taken too much power and too many bodies. We needed to stay put.
• Defeat Kryptis and gather their essence.
• If you recover any of our stolen supplies, just place them right over there.
• Canthan Survivor
• What vile creatures... The smell is horrid. The...residual mess is horrid.
• Lyhr
• Cerus's despair has been empowered, increasing the power of Wail of Despair.
• Lunge forward, crippling opponents in the path.
• Good luck with that!
• Mobile station needs more time.
• I lived near the Bloodtide Coast with a dear friend, when Zhaitan... I... I joined the ward shortly after the attack on Claw Island. It became my chosen dream to follow the dragons, so to say.
• (grunts)
• It had been too long since I returned to Caledon to check on the state of the market. Ever since the birth of the sylvari, I've monitored the area as closely as I could without interfering with nature. But...I've had an urge to check in on their well-being. After Mordremoth, I needed to see how they were faring. It feels cruel that I hadn't checked in sooner. I didn't wear my face, as I promised to Isgarren (should he find this account), but these are some of the few non-Astral Ward that know my real name. Who know who I am—despite presenting as an especially kind-faced charr. And Ofilia's scream when I rounded the path made the venture out of Amnytas worth it. We only sat for a short while, watching travelers pass. Myrtle prepared us some fresh basil tea with just a pinch of buttermilk—I never tire of Tyrian cuisine. They were well, it seemed. Things in the Grove have been uneasy since Mordremoth's rise and death, but they were moving in a direction of peace. Some sylvari have left the shadow of the Pale Tree in search of what's next; others have lost faith, but even the Nightmare Court has calmed in the following years. Fewer attacks, at least. We recounted our first meeting—that dreary day. Many of the sylvari still lingered within the warm embrace of the Grove, but Malbi was curious about the world. Barely a few months old, and one of the few brave enough to not only venture into the wild but live beyond the walls of their garden sanctuary. The market hadn't been established, but she called that little red bulb home. I was headed back from the jungle when I heard her scream. The krait had found her little sanctuary. I expelled the enemy, and... Poor Malbi; surely she didn't know what to do with me either. Had never seen a charr before as the cease-fire was still recent, and even if I sculped that identity to be as warm as possible, having a large feline stand before her was frightening nonetheless. When I convinced her that I was no foe, her face lit up with joy—the same curiosity I attribute to all their kind. Lovely, beautiful creatures. My visit was cut short when I felt Isgarren's pull at the back of my mind, beckoning me back to the Wizard's Tower. I held my friends for a long moment. And then I left. I won't take as long to visit them next time.
• Guess I hit a sore spot.
• Indeed. Turai Ossa, a storied figure for many. He was here at one point—whether in spirit or not, I could not say...
• Yeah, sure.
• They were all out in the field when things got really bad. Some got wounded in the process, and the others are just plain exhausted.
• No, cat. This is my sword.
• I've learned them all already, but I'd like to sell something.
• Will your fortifications be enough to stop the Stone Summit?
• Sounds like you're a real boon to them.
• Feathers
• If you're so concerned, why did you rescue me?
• Here you go!
• Infuse a Xunlai electrum ingot with the power of this location.