[!] This is a private document to be found IN ROLEPLAY. Only those in possession of said document are privy to the contents.
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TO MY PUPIL,
Decades ago, you first ventured up the Peak of Enlightenment. You may have not known it then, but this was the first step of your journey to ascension. Every stride that followed has brought you closer to this moment; you have clutched fate in your palms and weaved it to your liking.
Years ago, you vowed to snuff out any corruption that may slither its way into Mulβnaar. Do not forget your promise to strike me down should it be necessary. The journey towards purity is an unending one, all of us upon the cliffs seek to uphold it with every passing moment and you are no exception. Even an inkling of taint is to be purged with the highest degree, burnt to nothing but ashes and blood.
Weeks ago, you proved your worth as my greatest pupil, a flame nurtured that I believe surpasses my own. Of all those who visit our cliffside monastery, you are one that shines brightest. From that first meeting I could see it within you β a spark that, if given time to burn, would grow into a blazing fury capable of whatever she sets out to do.
Days ago, we set our eyes upon Hyspia. A nation I saw rise from the sands and promptly be ushered back into them. You will come to learn how fickle time can be, how something as certain as an entire settlement can even fall into the clutches of stagnancy. You may already know this better than most, given how restless you always are. It will be a challenge for you to toe the line between burning so bright that you snuff out your flame, and remaining moving so as not to fall dim by inaction. These final trials will be a testament to all you have learned, each a hurdle I have the utmost confidence you can pass.
Moments ago, you took the final step. There is no turning back now. No matter what you do, it should all be in service of completing these three tasks. You will show your knowledge of our faith and scribe a work fit for publishing. Whether this is kept for our private library or displayed to the literary minds of Aevos is up to you β but it will be read by those at the mountain, bare minimum. You will prove your fortitude in even the most isolated of environments. As you already know, true learning comes at the most remote of places. Only when you are alone will you finally understand. Create a piece of jewelry befitting of royalty. Whether this is a pendant, a necklace, a ring, or a crown is up to you; any matter of regality will do. Upon its completion you will venture north, bury your work within the tundra, and retrieve your prized possession no less than a year later. The order of these trials is irrelevant, but lastly, you are to prove your worth in combat. If you truly wish to stave out corruption, you must be as deft with a blade as you are with a pen. I have heard you slay any matter of beasts, yet one lays missing β us. You are to challenge one of Mulβnaarβs to combat and be victorious. The rules are to be decided by whoever you decide to fight.
Then, and only then, will you truly feel the warmth of your inner flame.
May the wind guide your path, ββββββββ. Fate lies within your palm once more.