In my line of work, it’s important to understand the power of subterfuge. Trouble may follow, but I use my charm to overcome it. I dreamed of a quest that calls me to action. It was a vision of the White Stag. I believe that the most important of Ventari’s teachings is Where Life Goes, so too, Should You. The Pale Tree awakened me during the cycle of night.
A mask draws attention, and an uncovered face allows people to identify you. I prefer a more subtle subterfuge. A drawn hood lets me blend into the crowd, and no one knows I was there.
The moon is a powerful symbol of healing and magic. Any who dream they’re protected by the moon shall know faith and fortitude. I hope I’m worthy of such a vision.
Sylvari awakened at night are secretive and cautious with information. We make our own decisions, and we come and go as we please, nimble of mind and body.
I’m charming. No one can resist me when I’m at my best. I know just what to say to lighten the mood or bolster courage.
The world is a delicious and gorgeous place created for us to explore, enjoy, and protect. I will seek out the lessons in every experience, and as I grow, I will have more to offer in return.
Only the Order of Whispers stands between civilization and ruin. In every nation, the dragons are rising. They’ll turn Tyria into a burnt-out husk; a broken shell. The secrets we discover will help us send them back to hell.
