[
  {
    "id": 686,
    "name": "4. Voices beyond the Veil",
    "level": 80,
    "story": 132,
    "goals": [
      {
        "active": "Keep working with the Astral Ward in Skywatch Archipelago.",
        "complete": "While Dagda—who still bristles whenever I get near—focused on recovery, I helped Rian take down more Kryptis throughout the archipelago. With Dagda cleansed and almost battle ready, our next major goal is helping Lyhr track down his other half. Apparently—and I'm writing this out simply to make sure I understand the very concept—he can split his consciousness into two. A wild tactic that allows him to better protect himself from Kryptis possession. Even if one half is compromised and currently missing, at least the other is ready and able to help. Not only are they nearly immortal, but the wizards possess unique, magical abilities unlike anything I've encountered (and maybe I'm glad I haven't).\n\nWhile I lingered at camp, Frode introduced me to two more members of the Astral Ward who would be aiding us in the days to come: R'tchikk, a shockingly eloquent skritt, and Gladium, a former member of the charr legions. R'tchikk possessed a deep admiration for my past accomplishments, giving me at least one proper ally in this mystical, unknown facet of the world. She and Glade were a welcome distraction, and maybe the warmest introductions I've had since arriving."
      },
      {
        "active": "Help the Astral Ward deal with threats across Tyria.",
        "complete": "I headed back into the wizards' \"fractals\" to track down rifts and search for evidence of \"Bad Lyhr\" (aptly titled by R'tchikk to denote the dwarf's crankier half) while the rest of the team made plans for us to push toward the Wizard's Tower—that march being our next objective. While I was navigating the islands, however, a voice, which didn't belong to Peitha, rang in my head and froze me in place. It belonged to a Kryptis named Eparch, the \"Midnight King,\" and he's on the hunt for Isgarren. The voice was so menacing that even Peitha stirred. Her words quickly overcame his and pushed him aside. She warned me of speaking his name too loudly for fear of attracting Eparch's gaze. Once again, and maybe against my better judgment, I think I'll listen to her.\n\n***"
      },
      {
        "active": "Regroup with the Astral Ward at the Beacon of Ages.",
        "complete": "R'tchikk beckoned me back to camp, where the entire group was steeling themselves for our march on the Wizard's Tower. \"Bad Lyhr\" had been located, but we had a hell of a fight ahead of us to retrieve him. \"Good Lyhr\" (his kinder half) and Mabon would need to forge a key to disable the tower's defense mechanisms.\n\nJust as the group was preparing to depart, Frode turned to Dagda to inquire about a distress call that she and Zojja responded to in my absence. Another Astral Ward member had been possessed, and the result was dire—Dagda had to confine him to a prison cell to isolate the threat, but not before he'd managed to stab himself in the thigh. Peitha took the opportunity to remind me of my place in this world: a stranger in an unfamiliar place, with few friends. Should I reveal my...connection to Peitha, Dagda, with whom I'm already on dicey terms, may cut me down before I have a chance to explain. There is no rationalizing my predicament with a task force solely dedicated to fighting a demonic enemy.\n\nAt this point, I don't know what Peitha wants. But I'm fairly certain she doesn't want me dead, otherwise I wouldn't be alive to record my thoughts here."
      }
    ]
  }
]