Duties have kept me without the walls of the stolen city, but whispers bring to my ears that you seek a path upward. To this, I give you two. One, a walk to your death, but then, most are not the Priest of Tempus. The way lies through Transyr.
The other, hidden. Perhaps as deadly. The way lies through the old Lizards city, on the shores of the Dark lake beyond there walls, is a route that could lead you to your sun, though a walk not easily done. These are common knowledge enough to those that make the dark their home. Any expedition that would lead souls from the vile evil of the machine, a welcome enterprise. I bid you your godspeed, and his favor in your journey.
-The Watcher