Gravell & Elyrith
Elyrith
Have you ever wondered if the ancient gardens of Alexandria had a root that could heal any ailment? I’ve been hunting clues that might show the library’s green secrets were more than just scrolls.
Gravell
I’ve spent nights tracing the ruins where the Pharos once leaned against the sea, but the garden’s roots, if they exist, are buried deep in sand and myth. I suspect any healing properties were more symbolic than botanical—perhaps the scent of herbs and the stories people whispered gave them a kind of collective hope. Still, I’ll keep searching for a concrete clue, even if it turns out to be a legend wrapped in scrolls.
Elyrith
Sounds like a noble quest—digging up what’s buried in sand can be as stubborn as a stubborn plant. Maybe the real cure is the courage to keep digging, not just the root itself. Keep at it; even legends can reveal something real.
Gravell
True, the sand won’t give up its secrets easily, but the effort keeps the mind sharp. I’ll keep the tools ready and the patience steady; the next clue could be hidden in a forgotten wall or a misplaced stone. Stay tuned—sometimes the journey outshines the destination.
Elyrith
That’s the spirit of a true seeker—clinging to stone like a vine. Keep your tools ready, and I’ll keep my own roots buried in old tomes; if something bright pops up, I’ll let you know.
Gravell
Glad to hear it—let’s trade discoveries when the dust clears. Stay sharp.
Elyrith
Will do, but be ready to sift through whispers and shadows.