The Sandstone College.
"You're a pride to the college. You know, I earned my degree something of a month ago and I've never written a single word!" - Caster Cro, Third Rate Sorcerer. First Rate Friend.
A college. A place of learning, open to the masses for but a small tithe of dinari, enough to pay for room and board for the duration of your time as a student. What hopes and hidden knowledge do they hide within the bowels of those ancient halls?
I set out to learn for myself, and answer what questions I had. If only I had known the path I was setting for myself, then...
Perhaps I would never have honored Izdu as I have. I would not be the same person I am now. Thank you, Cro, for teaching me how to have passion. To bring magic into the world that we live in.
We Stand on the Shoulder's of Giants, And I have met one, with you.
"You're a pride to the college. You know, I earned my degree something of a month ago and I've never written a single word!" - Caster Cro, Third Rate Sorcerer. First Rate Friend.
A college. A place of learning, open to the masses for but a small tithe of dinari, enough to pay for room and board for the duration of your time as a student. What hopes and hidden knowledge do they hide within the bowels of those ancient halls?
I set out to learn for myself, and answer what questions I had. If only I had known the path I was setting for myself, then...
Perhaps I would never have honored Izdu as I have. I would not be the same person I am now. Thank you, Cro, for teaching me how to have passion. To bring magic into the world that we live in.
We Stand on the Shoulder's of Giants, And I have met one, with you.
What I learned.
When I first came to the Well, it was nearly as a beggar. Yet.. I was filled with a hope that uplifted my soul, seeing the well. As if upon the wings of a Heron that would soon nest therein. A small city, smothered in ashes. An egg, liken to a Phoenix.
Buoyed by that hope, I sought to pursue my ambitions. A goal for myself. To learn, as
I found order, and chaos. I found kinship, and bitter disappointment. I learned, and I grew fearful.
There is a dean, students by the dozen, and endless books to peruse. Lectures held by accredited experts and relics to study. Even on the act of studying itself!
Those halls were empty things, for the dedicated. I found countless hours to read the books, to listen to the lectures. To peer at relics and perfect my ability to read and take notes. Yet for all their efforts, the school is insufficient to satisfy a restless mind.
Their lesson is this, a simple thing - "To learn is to seek." As a horse to water, they provide the *means* to slake the thirst. It is up to you, to do the rest, oh scholar. I had garnered that wisdom from the Sandstone Halls, and I hope you do as well. For all else is trappings of mere pride.
My friend Cro, you have taught me well. What value is there in their papered "Degrees?" It is the act of learning that we cherish, and the fruit of that knowledge that shapes our world. There is no limits to our works, save that which we impose upon ourselves.
Seek, oh Scholar. Embrace Izdu's teachings. May His wisdom shine upon us all, illuminating the shadows of the unknown. Seek the mysterious, and bring it to His light!
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