Fight for what is right. Burn the rest down. Embrace knowledge.
To the winds of time the scales will slide, the balance faltered, we restore. For those who seek a truth unknown, who hunt the knowledge more then power, who prize prosperity shared far beyond their own glory, this path has been set.
What you seek is lost then found. There are three paths of entry.
A path that cannot be avoided
There are those who come upon their place among us not by choice, but providence. They cut the paths that all may follow.
A lonesome battle
Do not proceed to this trail lightly. The road it self is more then most can bare.
Together we prevail
Upon the wings of another you shall reach the path. Those of merit find those of merit and thus our numbers grow.