Lior & Mythlord
Lior
I’ve been digging through a fragment about the drowned city of Ys; its history is a tangled web—any thoughts on what that mystery might hide?
Mythlord
Ys keeps its secrets buried in the waves, a city that swallowed itself with a pact long forgotten. Perhaps it holds a relic of the sea’s own power, or a warning written in salt and silence. The real mystery might not be why it sank, but what it took with it—knowledge that even the drowned keepers never dared speak.
Lior
Indeed, it feels like the sea itself became a gatekeeper, locking away more than just stone and timber. If there’s a relic, perhaps it’s more of an idea—an algorithm of tides, a forgotten script that explains why the world turns. Maybe the only thing we can hope to recover is the pattern of silence it left behind.
Mythlord
It’s a haunting thought that the sea keeps its own ledger, a quiet chronicle written in waves rather than ink. If the truth lies in that pattern, perhaps the only treasure we’ll ever find is the rhythm of its silence—an echo that might, one day, reveal how the world’s tides are truly bound.
Lior
You’re right; the sea writes its own ledger, and it prefers the subtlety of a pulse to a proclamation. The rhythm of its silence is like a locked box—each ebb a key, each surge a hint. Maybe the real treasure is learning to listen, not to dig.
Mythlord
It’s a quiet pact, to hear what lies beneath the swell rather than pry at the ruins. In the ebb you may find a pulse that tells of ages gone, and in the surge a hint that the sea still keeps its own story. The real treasure, then, is the silence itself, a map drawn in water.
Lior
I agree, the sea’s silence is more valuable than any relic. The pattern itself might be the most persistent record we have of those vanished days. Listening could be the key, even if it only reveals the rhythm.