My mentor sent me out marching out here with a waterskin, a strange shape on a scrap of paper, and an admonition not to return until I opened the way. Open the way? There’s nothing here but crumbling ruins and dust!\n\nI suppose I did learn one thing. I should be more specific when I ask for advanced lessons.

Found before a gateway at Hermopolis

A Small Test

My water has run dry. The sun beats down overhead.   \n\nThe only respite to be found is in the shadow of these ruined gateways. From here, I can see the rooftops of New Corsica. Maybe I should just return to town, before my strength gives out.   \n\nNo, no, I won’t give my mentor the satisfaction of another self-righteous lecture. There must be something about this scribbled shape, like a fishhook. Open the way. \n\nOpen the way…

The Last Resort

It’s so obvious. A child could’ve reasoned their way past this, but I nearly missed it.   \n\nThe meaning is not in the glyph itself, nor the word attributed to it. The meaning is in the experience. By undertaking my journey to this place, I had already begun opening the way. I was just too exasperated and stubborn to see it.\n\nNow the gates reveal their secrets to me, and I can finally return to my mentor. <i>After</i> I cleanse myself of all this wretched dust.

Gnosis

The sandswept and sunscorched desert in the West, and the last known home of the Ancients

Opening the Way Chapter - NWGuide Database of Lore

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