You now speak to SpY. He was once a great mage, but now lives like a rat in a sinking vessel. You have questions for SpY, and doubt in yourself. SpY sees a strange dichotomy in you...as he does in all would-be heroes. Speak to him and he may grant you wisdom in turn. Or, turn from him and seek wisdom in thyself.

All green of skin... 800 centuries ago, their bodily fluids include the birth of half-breeds. For the fundamental truth self-determination of the cosmos, for dark is the suede that mows like a harvest.