The silver stairs end before a ring-shaped arch. Beyond it lies a spherical chamber of black crystal, suspended silver constellations, and a distant pulse unlike any sky-born star.
Nhal remains beside Slaan, their violet form reflected in every curved surface. No trace of Phandelver, the archives, or the world below follows them through the gate.
Nhal
The anchor is still stable. Whatever fashioned it, it has preserved consent without asking a living mind to bear the burden.
The constellations rearrange around the dormant engine’s far-off rhythm. Lines of silver converge, forming a sequence that begins with the vessel and ends at an unlit central sigil.
Nhal
There is the missing step. Stability is not restoration. The engine must be retuned through a witness who can name what it was made to do.
A final inscription appears across the crystal floor: Purpose must be spoken without possession. The chamber waits, its starless geometry holding open a place for Slaan’s answer.
Nhal
It is asking for recognition, not command. If you name its original purpose without claiming it, the path may finally show us how to restore it.
Name the sealed engine’s original purpose
Uncover the sealed engine’s restoration procedure