Amh Araeng - The Fields of Amber (x:14.6, y:23)
Closest Aetheryte: Mord Souq
First you go and do the impossible digging up that leonine, and now the sky's gone clear as crystal.
Forename! Thank the gods. No sooner had the sky turned to fire than your friends shooed us off with barely an explanation of what's going on.
Oh, Forename. Come to enjoy the scenery? Such that it is...
I can't help but wonder what would've happened had you not found that leonine. If it might've found some other way into your hands.