A Note from Tamian Wilmot (Second Note)
Introduced: | That Which is Ours | Related Quests: | Spear of the Given Heart Quest |
skilled constructor, yet not one to aspire to utility. Nor one to be clever in the ways of court and politics. Well, listen to me! Now I begin to sound like you, Astara. What if there were no practical purpose to the Tower? What of art itself? Even on this world of endless hardship and death can there not be art? The beauty of the thing itself. That tower glistening in the dawn! What might that be like, its heights rising like hope. The setting sun, perhaps, like blood coursing up its spires. The view from its heights presenting the entire world at your feet. In their long lives, did the Empyrean not have time for art?
Yet, weak though this one Empyrean may have been by reputation, his power outshines ours. We cannot endeavor such constructs. Would that we could.
Would that I could. Perhaps someday I will learn.
In the morning I will continue on to the tower. I know now it is southeast of Uzis. Oh, Astara. This is a solitary, lonely place, this archive. My solace is that I have found some blank parchment.
Tamian
Notes Edit
- Found inside of An Archive.