Long before our time, people, whose names are long forgotten, collected stories of legendary heroes and never-ending love, techniques of the greatest craftsmen, and writings of wise scholars, kings, and emperors alike, accumulated all in one colossal library.

Some say it was the interest of an unimaginable rich merchant, bored, simply looking for a way to splurge his money. Others say the Archive is the product of a dark organization trying to gather the knowledge they need to resurrect the malicious entity they worship. Ah, and of course, there is also the tale of Enusat and his undying love for Davke, who was known for her penchant for poems and stories, to win her over he built her a library where she would have enough of them for her whole life...

Anyway, over its thousand of years the Archive almost burned down three times, was buried completely in sand, flooded once by the Dark Sea of Ni, and has seen many civilizations come and go, yet it remained.

Lost travelers, criminals or villains looking for a hideout, wise scholars searching for that holy place all their life, and strange faces hard to describe with words - everyone stopping by, they all contributed to maintaining the Archive, and this is why even after all this time its wisdom and knowledge persists.

Sunken in the sand and forgotten by time, the Archive amassed knowledge of thousands of years and the wisdom of even more people, after all, it tells the stories of everyone who stepped foot in it and everyone who stepped foot in it helped maintain the Archive.

As for you lone traveler, I hope you share the universal respect for knowledge and do your part in maintaining the Archive.