Slaan and Nhal step out of the archive passage into the Hall of Welcome. Lanternlight washes over shelves, maps, and gathered faces, all turned toward a hard, waiting debate. In Slaan’s hand, the copied weave gives a faint, eager pulse.
Kynes
You found it. Tell me, is this the original pattern, or another revision meant to bind the hall tighter?
Kynes, Bren, Veyr, Ilaris, and Wren stand around the central table. The ward-lines underfoot thrum once, as if listening. Nhal lingers at Slaan’s side, eyes fixed on the weave.
Nhal
It feels like a door that remembers being open. If we restore it, the hall may stop choosing who belongs.
Ilaris
Or it may reopen every weakness the revisions were meant to seal. The old design welcomed, yes, but it also let hunger in.
Bren folds her arms, wary. Veyr watches the weave like a coiled blade. The copied pattern hums louder, as if pressed by the argument itself.
Wren
Then the choice is plain. Restore the inclusive weave, and trust the hall to guard itself. Or keep the exclusionary changes, and accept a safer prison.
All eyes settle on Slaan and the glowing copy, the question now unavoidable.
✓ Quest Accepted
Persuade the Hall’s leadership to accept the copied weave
“"I ask if you don't understand magic, then please keep your opinions to a minimum.."I toss all the old scripts into a visual illusion that can be seen . I then display the oraginal I found. " The difference is this . This is the weave in its purest form." - I then explain This is very similar to Myth Drannor" I explain how it became a shining beacon of moon-elf philosophy. Moon elves heavily populated the empire and championed the opening of its borders to non-elves humans, dwarves, void-kind, and halflings.””
SUCCESS (Legendary Persuasion, rolled +0)
Slaan
If you do not understand magic, then keep your opinions to a minimum.
Slaan sweeps the old scripts aside and casts a clean illusion over the table. The false pages hang in the air like drifting ash, while the copied weave glows steady in her other hand.
The hall shivers around the display. Ward-lines under the floor answer with a low pulse, as if the room itself leans closer to listen.
Slaan
This is the difference. This is the weave in its purest form.
Slaan
It is like Myth Drannor, a shining beacon of moon-elf philosophy. Moon elves filled that empire and championed opening its borders to humans, dwarves, void-kind, and halflings.
Kynes’s hard line loosens first. Bren lowers her arms. Ilaris tips their head, reading the pattern with open approval, while Nhal’s expression brightens with quiet relief.
Wren
Then this is not vandalism. It is correction. A truer welcome, if the hall can bear it.
Quest Complete
Bring the copied weave to the Hall of Welcome
Attribute Upgrade: Health Good→Great
Quest Complete
Persuade the Hall’s leadership to accept the copied weave