If any part of the city itself were to impress Ibani, they're nearing it. Colossal statues of Vivec flank the entrance - one of them standing with his arms turned out like the branches of a tree, another of him slaying a creature with a spear. The High Fane itself, with its vaulted roof, looks even taller from the base of the canton. Blessed pilgrims hover above them, empowered by the power of the Shrine of Daring. And over everything, the Ministry of Truth is just...hovering there, in exactly the way that asteroids don't.

"Let's see...I think the House of Wisdom is...that way."