#i'm in urgent need of getting more information on alhaitham's grandmother hoyo please

[sleepy-aletheas]

Alhaitham loves by existing surrounded by people he cares for, even if they're only memories.

He kept his parents' research and books. He kept his grandmother's wish close to his heart written in an emerald book, and he build his whole life around it. He searched for mirrors, because Kaveh showed him how important it is for his betterment.

"Decoding the Runes and Architectural Philosophy of the Ruins of King Deshret's Civilization" is the epitome of love Alhaitham cherishes in the quietest manner possible. It's the four pillars of his adoration, the foundation of his existence as himself.

His mother was a renowned scholar in Vahumana. His father a mentor in Haravatat. His grandmother was from Kshahrewar. Isn't it telling that the one and only time he was willing to do a joined-research project with anyone was when these three Darshans were involved? History for his mother. Linguistics for his father. Mechanisms and architecture for his grandmother and Kaveh. And he wanted to do it with his mirror, his best friend, his equal; the only part of his foundation that still existed by his side, alive.

He didn't have the chance to get to know his parents, to form his own opinions by engaging with them; he learned about them from his grandmother who could spot the similarities he carried in his own being. He lost them too soon, and yet he kept any memory he could, and what is more memorable and insightful in what type of people his parents were, than their research, their minds?

And he didn't really have that much time with his grandmother either. She was older, and he had to watch her become frail with age, prepare her funeral, and learn to survive independently of anyone else. But he keeps her book, her lessons, and her wish, on top of his priority list: "May my child Alhaitham lead a peaceful life."

He experienced so much loss as a child, and when he finally had someone he deemed equal to himself, he shot himself and that mirror, in the foot, and lost Kaveh not to external circumstances like life and death, but because of his own young short-sightedness and stubbornness. It might have only been a bad end of a friendship where both people still lived on, but maybe it hurt like death all the same.

And now after the archon quest, his story quest, Kaveh's hangout, Parade of Providence...he is peaceful. He is softer, and warmer. He regained a piece of the foundation that could have crumbled to dust, no matter how much he could try to keep it together with bare hands. But Kaveh stayed, and helped patching it up, making it stronger. Alhaitham can build upon the foundation again, something worthy of his time and care. Maybe it could be a home his grandmother would have been delighted him having.