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Zana1% increased Quantity of Items found in this AreaMap, Map FragmentLevel 1
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ZanaFortune Favours the Brave3x Chaos OrbMapLevel 5
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ZanaShaped (Tier 1-5)2x Chaos OrbMapLevel 10
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ZanaArea contains 5 additional packs with a Rare monster
Rare Monsters each have a Nemesis Mod
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4x Chaos OrbMapLevel 12
ZanaArea can contain Breaches
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ZanaArea can contain Mysterious Harbingers
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Zana /211

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IntroductionMy name's Zana, but I already know who you are. I also know what you did, exile. If it weren't for you, none of us would be standing here. There mightn't have been a "here" to even stand on.
The Map DeviceThis map device is a miracle of both engineering and thaumaturgy. It's truly astounding.

Given the right coordinates from a map, this device can take you to places that... well, honestly I think it's easier for you to see for yourself just what it is capable of.

What lies beyond is dangerous, but so are you. Yet even the godslayer may not be dangerous enough.

Take a Map and use it in this device. I'll wait for you on the other side.
The AtlasHow fares your mind? Everything still intact? Good. Then there's something I need to show you. I've spent some time out there, exploring the maps, and despite their apparent randomness, there are threads that connect them. Threads we should follow.

The more we understand these connections, the more each of these maps can offer us, and the closer we'll be to finding out the secrets that twist them.

This is the Atlas of Worlds, and we can use it to track these connections; we can use it to chart a path.
The Hidden ArchitectThese worlds, they've changed since last I remember. They've become darker, more... twisted in a way that betrays their true origin.

I no longer believe these are realms of chance, rather, they must have been formulated by a sentient mind... a designer or architect. Every shadow in this place creeps about with an unforeseen purpose.

Whatever is out there forming these worlds concerns me. We should find the source of the darkness and put an end to it before something leaks out into our reality.
The Hidden ArchitectThese worlds, they've changed since last I remember. They've become darker, more... twisted in a way that betrays their true origin.

I no longer believe these are realms of chance, rather, they must have been formulated by a sentient mind... a designer or architect. Every shadow in this place creeps about with an unforeseen purpose.

Whatever is out there forming these worlds concerns me. We should find the source of the darkness and put an end to it before something leaks out into our reality.
The Hidden ArchitectI've not been entirely honest... I'd suspected my father was involved in all this, now this memory fragment proves his engagement in ways I hadn't anticipated... I'm sorry for keeping the truth from you. I was worried that, had you known the truth, you would not have followed me into this nightmare...

Let's start over. I need your help. My memory is cloudy, but I'll tell you all I can recall. When I was a child, my father and I, we were... separated. I was told he was lost to that unearthly realm when the Atlas closed, and the men who feared it took it apart. I spent my whole life trying to track down its pieces and repair his machine. A few years ago, I did just that. But now that we've found him, something is not right... My father was a kind, temperate man. A good person and a loving human being. Nothing like that... thing you just saw!

Please, take this. I found it while exploring. Hopefully it will help smooth things over... and if you continue to help me, I promise I'll find a way to make it all worth your while.
The ShaperThat creature you encountered out in the maps, he was... shaping things. Perhaps he's the architect we seek.

There was something off about him exile, something I can't place... Perhaps... no. This "Shaper" may have the answers.

Continue in your explorations, track this mystery man down once more and question him, so that we might be able to learn what exactly these worlds are for.
The Watchers of DecayI'm sure you've noticed as much as I have, exile, that you, me, and my father... we are not the first people to have set foot in this world. There are signs of the Elder's victims everywhere, as well as memories and references to those who first stood against it.

The Watchers of Decay. A sect we could perhaps learn a great deal from. While you've busied yourself cutting through the swarms of abominations, I took some time to explore my Father's Laboratory once more in search of any references he might have collected regarding these "Watchers." Though I couldn't ascertain anything relating to them in our modern age, there were some remaining scrolls hidden beneath the floorboards that detailed this group as having existed far back in the smoke of history.

The Watchers claim to have gotten their start when a nameless god of Wraeclast endowed an Azmeri mother with knowledge of the Elder's existence. She had lost her boy to it months before, you see, and sought revenge. Somehow the god saw it fit to help the woman in her quest. Perhaps he took pity on her? Or did he consider the knowledge a curse?
The Memory EaterThis... thing, it appears to have been feeding on my father's memories. Should it eat its fill, he will be merely a hollowed out husk... A wraith and nothing more. Unless... If we were to locate more of these memory fragments, then perhaps we could restore his mind to him and free him from this nightmare.

This other creature complicates things however... It is alien, yet to me, it seems somehow familiar, like a bad dream once forgotten. All I remember is a sense of malevolent dread...

It must be stopped, whatever it is. It seems to bleed Decay into the surrounding areas. If that voracious... mould that grows from its very shadow were to ever find its way into Oriath or Wraeclast... We cannot let that happen.
The Memory EaterThis... this should be enough. If he is to remember anything that might help, the story of how he got here is what we require. Thank you for finding these, exile. I can't imagine it was an easy task.

We must now try restore them to my father's mind. In the meantime, here - take this. I found it while doing my own investigations into this world. See it as a reward for your labour.
The ShaperIt's all a blur... My father was the chief Arkhon for High Templar Venarius - a cruel and pernicious ruler. Venarius wished to hold the world ransom with his occult relics from the rubble of Wraeclast, he believed they could venerate him even higher in his status.

My father was forced to experiment on the map device for him, in hopes that he would uncover some kind of weapon. I don't need to tell you that my father found something worthy of attention. And instead of handing it over, he made sure its power could not be misused, a surety that cost him his freedom and me... my childhood.
The ElderIt appears my Father encountered this "Elder" sometime before his entrapment in its lair. Many of his most recent diaries make reference to the creature and his learnings around it. There wasn't much, just second-hand myths from the research journals of the Watchers of Decay.

One concept however, came up time and time again. This Elder is not a lord unto itself. It serves a greater master, or... a greater purpose... I'm unsure. It's confusing; both my father and the Watchers refer to the Elder as "coming from the nothing" while also being "a carrier for the nothing." There are also mentions of an unholy desire to spoil and decay... perhaps it all relates somehow to those fungal growths we've seen in the maps...
The Elder's VictimsI've been doing more research into the Elder and its battle with the Watchers of Decay. It's truly mortifying the things they've endured at the creature's hands.

These Watchers, they were all... parents. It seems the Elder prefers its prey young. These men and women fought tooth and nail to avenge their children, perhaps even succeeding for a time... But the Elder has been free for the better part of two decades. Its taste in food could explain the steady disappearance of children in the upper class of Oriath.

What if those children are still here, in this place? Twisted, tormented creatures, clinging to whatever fragments of happy memories they've left... We must alleviate their sufferings.
The Shaper's GuardiansExile, it is time to make our move. We must save my father. These memories were sundered from his mind in a moment of great violence. I fear only great violence will provide us the opportunity to return them.

I've scouted these worlds and I'm certain my father lies deep within the centre of the Atlas, but as suspected, he does not reside there unguarded. Four great brutes surround him, unpassable by me. If you were to go on ahead and remove those threats, then we will have a clear path to my father, and our little "operation" can begin.
The Shaper's RealmThe way is clear. Though our agenda won't be without difficulty, exile. My father was a kind but stubborn man. If any of that stubbornness has survived, then restoring his memories will be no easy task.

We must enter this new realm of shadows at the centre of the Atlas and beat his madness into submission. Only then will his mind be pliable enough to remember these fragments as they are returned to his flesh.
HideoutI understand you've created a little hideout for yourself. If you have the room, cohabitation could allow us to strengthen our alliance. What do you think?
Book of MemoriesMy father's memories litter this place, like the first leaves of autumn. They may very well be the last precious things I have from him. I've stored them for safe keeping in a Book Of Memories back in the Laboratory. That way, even if we fail in our quest, I shall always have a record of his last acts. Feel free to have a look through them, should you find yourself there.
ResearchMy father was a very well educated man. He worked as a researcher in Oriath, back when they were allowed to research more than just holy texts. Sadly, he's gone now.

But his research remained, hidden in our attic. I took what I could and read it in secret as I was moved between foster homes. I read of the mortal founders whose bones were hidden deep in the Ossuary. I read of the false saints who continue to be revered in the Temple of Innocence. I read his writings over and over again. Memorised them. They were the last connection I had to him.

His research became something of an escape, I suppose. I wanted to build on it, especially the maps he described in such great detail.
CorruptionMy father's writings frequently referenced the work of other researchers. In particular, the heretical belief that the environment can influence a creature's form. In Wraeclast, we see the effect that corruption has on beasts, humans, even the dead.

Through my map device we see something similar... but possibly even worse. Something disturbed is out there. I used to think perhaps Wraeclast's corruption was seeping through into the Atlas, but what if it's the reverse? What if whatever is distorting the maps is-... What if it's seeping out here, into our world? That's why this work is so important.
Invite to HideoutI think this will work out nicely for us. There's even room for a few friends.
Deliver Memory Fragment IIA fragment of my Father's memory! Even then, the Atlas called to him. Please, take this for your help...
Deliver Memory Fragment IIIAnother fragment! So, like a temptress, the dreamlands seduced him... Oh, yes - forgive me. For you, Exile.
Deliver Memory Fragment IVMore memories! What is this Shade? Such things can't exist in the real world, can they? Thank you Exile - here's a little something for you.
Deliver Memory Fragment VThis fragment, I remember! I saw how his work consumed him... Please, take this, and don't be overwhelmed by this place.
Deliver Memory Fragment VIAnother memory! Could this Shade be the creature we saw? Here's your bounty, now let's continue our search!
Deliver Memory Fragment VIIA fragment I hold in memorial. I thought my bones would break, he held me so tight, whimpering into the night... Oh yes, here, for your efforts.
Deliver Memory Fragment VIIIAh yes, another memory. Uncle Eramir. I wonder, what ever happened to him? Perhaps with you in my pocket, we'll soon find out?
Deliver Memory Fragment IXA memory I'm sure he would've preferred to forget. Ugh, a cold fear creeps through my very veins... Please, take this and let us be done with our quest!
Deliver Memory Fragment XA hopeful memory perhaps? I wonder what this invention of my fathers could be? Oh yes, here's your reward.
Deliver Memory Fragment XIAnother sad fragment. Venarius was a cruel and petty master. Here's a gift for a job well done.
Deliver Memory Fragment XIIMore memories! I remember these things, as if they were half-painted images on canvas... Here, take your reward, now let's get back to work.
Deliver Memory Fragment XIIIAnother fragment... That bastard... Here is what you are owed Exile, now let's end this already. I am sick of remembering.
Deliver Memory Fragment XIVAn important memory. It's as if my mind has blacked out the horrific truth of these events... Your reward. Hopefully you'll get some use out of this.
Deliver Memory Fragment XVThis... this should be enough. If he is to remember anything that might help, the story of how he got here is what we require. Thank you for finding these, exile. I can't imagine it was an easy task.

We must now try restore them to my father's mind. In the meantime, here - take this. I found it while doing my own investigations into this world. See it as a reward for your labour.
Map OfferFantastic work, Exile. Here, take one of these. It will help us continue to pursue that entity.
Map OfferWe have to keep laying the pressure on him. Here, this should help.
Map OfferAs long as he keeps running, we'll keep chasing. Here, take this, and be careful out there.
Map OfferHe's retreating deeper into the Atlas. We must keep up the chase! Use this wisely.
IntroductionYou shouldn't be out here, exile. It's extraordinarily dangerous. Even the tiniest slip-up can get you killed. That said, you're here now, and I could use your help.

There's something out here, in the maps. Something that's... shaping things. I can't quite describe it, but the very fabric of reality ripples with its presence. I need to find the source of these harmful manifestations before they spill into Wraeclast. And since you're here, you get to help. Hopefully you won't go mad or missing like the last few exiles I tried to recruit.
IntroductionThere is plenty of work to be done, and who knows how long before we all vanish into the void. Let's get to work.
_give_rewardThanks for your help, exile. I'm not much closer to figuring out what's going on yet, but you've certainly cleared a path for me here, and that's more than nothing. Sorry for underestimating you.

I'll need to continue my work here for a while, before the final traces of whatever warps this world fade. Meet me in the Eternal Laboratory. I'd like to show you something.
Talk to ZanaAt least you're relatively intact... physically, if not mentally. You'll need to be a little better prepared next time, yes? If our world is to survive, we need to work together successfully. Meet me in the Eternal Laboratory. I'd like to show you something.
Talk to ZanaMistakes happen. I just hope the consequences aren't too dire.
Talk to ZanaI'm busy. Let's talk later.
IntroductionBack for more? I could use a hand turning back the tides of madness.
_give_rewardAgain, you prove yourself more than capable out in the atlas. I feel hopeful about this admittedly desperate alliance. I've got to take a closer look at a few of the strange corpses you left behind. I think they hold the key to what is happening.

Come find me later in the Eternal Laboratory. I've collected some maps that could be useful for you.
IntroductionThese worlds are becoming increasingly unstable and unsafe, and it isn't slowing down. Let's get to work.
Darkness looms on the horizon and we need to stop it. Let's get ready to work.
Back for more? I could use a hand turning back the tides of madness.
IntroductionWhatever is out in the Atlas changing and augmenting the land is extraordinarily dangerous, and it's got the potential to spill out into our home. We need to put a stop to it. Head out there and see what you can find.
These worlds are becoming increasingly unstable and unsafe, and it isn't slowing down. Let's get to work.
Darkness looms on the horizon and we need to stop it. Let's get ready to work.
Back for more? I could use a hand turning back the tides of madness.
_give_rewardEvery successful expedition buys us a little more time. I just hope it's enough.
Talk to ZanaWhat you saw out there is... not a good sign. I need some time to think it over.
I'm glad you're so eager to help, but I need more time to work out the next step.
It's unwise to rush into places unknown so quickly. Let me formulate a plan, then we'll talk.
Your job for now is done. Go get some rest, and I'll figure out what's next.
_give_rewardI was wrong to ever doubt you when we met, exile.
Fantastic! Let's just hope it makes a difference.
Wraeclast's survival is a race against time. A race I think we can win.
I think we're on the brink of a breakthrough.
_extra_mission_infoThis location is of significant importance for the neighbouring worlds. Thaumaturgically charged lodestones were once in place to provide stability in the area, but something has knocked them out of alignment. I need you to track them down and reactivate them.
_extra_mission_infoThere's a presence through the map device that has been causing disruptive ripples through the Atlas, and it's making it hard to isolate our bigger problems. I'm not sure who or what it is exactly, but it's dangerous. You are more combat-capable than I, so I need you to do the honours.
_extra_mission_infoI've got an inkling there's an intriguing map where you're headed. I'd like you to head in there and find it. Once you've found it, I'd very much like to examine it, but ultimately it's finders-keepers, and you can do whatever you like with it afterward.
_extra_mission_infoThere's a powerful artefact sitting just through my map device that I'd like you to retrieve. I'm worried that whatever is shaping the world may be changing more than just the landscape. If all goes well, to the victor go the spoils. Hopefully, that will be you.
_extra_mission_infoI'm trying to enlist the help of one of our friends, but it seems one favour demands another. If you can go and help me help them, then I can in turn help you.
_extra_mission_infoNot so long ago, I had a team of other exiles I was working with. Unfortunately, something has... gotten to them. They're not "right" anymore, and refuse to return. They're also too dangerous to let be, so I need you to take them out. Be careful. They're extremely hostile.
_extra_mission_infoThere's a horde of corrupted horrors out there, and they're starting to spread rapidly. I need you to cull them before they grow beyond our control.
_extra_mission_infoBy the way, this map is particularly dangerous, which means I need to limit access both in and out. You'll only get one shot at this, I'm afraid. Don't make any mistakes!
_extra_mission_infoAnother thing: Strange energies are swirling around out there, tampering with my map device's ability to provide a stable connection between here and there. We've only got a small time window to do this before we'll need to call it off, so once inside, you'll need to be quick.
_extra_mission_infoThere's a caveat. The connection between here and there is tenuous. I believe the creatures that lie on the other side are the source of the instability. Every one you slay should allow you to stay there a little longer. But if the connection becomes too weak, we'll have to call it off.
_extra_mission_infoAlso, this connection appears to be inherently unstable, so I'm not sure how long I can keep it open. That said, if you can activate any standing stones on the other side, then I should be able to buy you a little more time.
_extra_mission_infoSomething on the other side of my map device has gotten ahold of a divination card, one that radiates with enough energy that I can detect it even from here. Find that card, and bring it back!
_extra_mission_infoI've picked up on an odd presence in the next area. There's a very ancient object and it appears to be... well, it appears to originate from Wraeclast. Care to do some investigating, exile?
_extra_mission_infoI've found signs of a strange presence in the area I'm sending you to. It seems like a weakening of the map's borders. Something is trying to breach the barrier and break into that particular world. Investigate what's going on, and if it's dangerous, shut it down.
_extra_mission_infoStrange as it sounds, I've been picking up on signs of seismic activity in the area through these portals. I'm worried it's a new manifestation of whatever is out there tampering with things. Find out what it is and put an end to it.
_extra_mission_infoI've discovered an interesting anomaly through my map device. It seems to be some kind of gauntlet filled with dangerous traps. I'd like you to find out what lies at the end of it.
_extra_mission_infoThere's a strange shrine sitting in the following realm. I don't know what it does or why it's there, and frankly curiosity has gotten the better of me. Find it, activate it, and report back!
_extra_mission_infoThere are some fiends out there whose veins brim with a strange blood that is not of this world. I need you to slay them, but be prepared for whatever spilling that blood may bring.
_extra_mission_infoI've managed to track down a potent cache of goods that might help us. That was the easy part. Now I need you to do the hard part: fighting your way in and retrieving it. Of course, I'll let you have first pick of the rewards for your efforts.
_extra_mission_infoBefore our successful little operation I hired a band of mercenaries to help me investigate what was happening to the maps out there and, well, they've gone...bad. Whatever is out there got to them, and now they are a liability. I need you to take them out before they ruin all our hard work.
_extra_mission_infoWhile combing through some data from earlier visits I stumbled across signs of a strong entity imprisoned in crystal. Now, I don't think this is the force augmenting the Atlas, but it certainly seems to be giving off a strange energy. I want you to find out what it is, and if it needs to be killed, well, do what you do best.
_extra_mission_infoI need you to hunt down a powerful fiend that has invaded this map and is running amok. I can't be positive, but I suspect this is somehow related to the greater events unfolding in these realms.
_extra_mission_infoSomething strange has entered the area I'm sending you to. I was ready to ignore it, but now I've started picking up on more signs... reinforcements, perhaps. This could be a harbinger of things to come, and it could work against us if we leave it be, so I need you to take care of it.
_extra_mission_infoThere's a location fraught with dangers that I need to investigate. I need you to check if the area is safe enough, and if it's not... I need you to {change that}.
_extra_mission_infoYou need to be careful out there. Where you're headed, that "Elder" holds sway. I've sensed his monstrosities waiting for you on the other side, so be ready for anything, and please, don't end up like my father.
_extra_mission_infoOne last thing: The Shaper has a firm grip on the area I am sending you to. You may encounter some of his creations, so stay sharp, focus on the job, and get home safely.
The Map DeviceThis map device is a miracle of both engineering and thaumaturgy. It's truly astounding.

Given the right coordinates from a map, this device can take you to places that... well, honestly I think it's easier for you to see for yourself just what it is capable of.

What lies beyond is dangerous, but so are you. Yet even the godslayer may not be dangerous enough.

Take a Map and use it in this device. I'll wait for you on the other side.
The AtlasHow fares your mind? Everything still intact? Good. Then there's something I need to show you. I've spent some time out there, exploring the maps, and despite their apparent randomness, there are threads that connect them. Threads we should follow.

The more we understand these connections, the more each of these maps can offer us, and the closer we'll be to finding out the secrets that twist them.

This is the Atlas of Worlds, and we can use it to track these connections; we can use it to chart a path.
The Hidden ArchitectThese worlds, they've changed since last I remember. They've become darker, more... twisted in a way that betrays their true origin.

I no longer believe these are realms of chance, rather, they must have been formulated by a sentient mind... a designer or architect. Every shadow in this place creeps about with an unforeseen purpose.

Whatever is out there forming these worlds concerns me. We should find the source of the darkness and put an end to it before something leaks out into our reality.
The Hidden ArchitectThese worlds, they've changed since last I remember. They've become darker, more... twisted in a way that betrays their true origin.

I no longer believe these are realms of chance, rather, they must have been formulated by a sentient mind... a designer or architect. Every shadow in this place creeps about with an unforeseen purpose.

Whatever is out there forming these worlds concerns me. We should find the source of the darkness and put an end to it before something leaks out into our reality.
The Hidden ArchitectI've not been entirely honest... I'd suspected my father was involved in all this, now this memory fragment proves his engagement in ways I hadn't anticipated... I'm sorry for keeping the truth from you. I was worried that, had you known the truth, you would not have followed me into this nightmare...

Let's start over. I need your help. My memory is cloudy, but I'll tell you all I can recall. When I was a child, my father and I, we were... separated. I was told he was lost to that unearthly realm when the Atlas closed, and the men who feared it took it apart. I spent my whole life trying to track down its pieces and repair his machine. A few years ago, I did just that. But now that we've found him, something is not right... My father was a kind, temperate man. A good person and a loving human being. Nothing like that... thing you just saw!

Please, take this. I found it while exploring. Hopefully it will help smooth things over... and if you continue to help me, I promise I'll find a way to make it all worth your while.
The ShaperThat creature you encountered out in the maps, he was... shaping things. Perhaps he's the architect we seek.

There was something off about him exile, something I can't place... Perhaps... no. This "Shaper" may have the answers.

Continue in your explorations, track this mystery man down once more and question him, so that we might be able to learn what exactly these worlds are for.
The Watchers of DecayI'm sure you've noticed as much as I have, exile, that you, me, and my father... we are not the first people to have set foot in this world. There are signs of the Elder's victims everywhere, as well as memories and references to those who first stood against it.

The Watchers of Decay. A sect we could perhaps learn a great deal from. While you've busied yourself cutting through the swarms of abominations, I took some time to explore my Father's Laboratory once more in search of any references he might have collected regarding these "Watchers." Though I couldn't ascertain anything relating to them in our modern age, there were some remaining scrolls hidden beneath the floorboards that detailed this group as having existed far back in the smoke of history.

The Watchers claim to have gotten their start when a nameless god of Wraeclast endowed an Azmeri mother with knowledge of the Elder's existence. She had lost her boy to it months before, you see, and sought revenge. Somehow the god saw it fit to help the woman in her quest. Perhaps he took pity on her? Or did he consider the knowledge a curse?
The Memory EaterThis... thing, it appears to have been feeding on my father's memories. Should it eat its fill, he will be merely a hollowed out husk... A wraith and nothing more. Unless... If we were to locate more of these memory fragments, then perhaps we could restore his mind to him and free him from this nightmare.

This other creature complicates things however... It is alien, yet to me, it seems somehow familiar, like a bad dream once forgotten. All I remember is a sense of malevolent dread...

It must be stopped, whatever it is. It seems to bleed Decay into the surrounding areas. If that voracious... mould that grows from its very shadow were to ever find its way into Oriath or Wraeclast... We cannot let that happen.
The Memory EaterThis... this should be enough. If he is to remember anything that might help, the story of how he got here is what we require. Thank you for finding these, exile. I can't imagine it was an easy task.

We must now try restore them to my father's mind. In the meantime, here - take this. I found it while doing my own investigations into this world. See it as a reward for your labour.
The ShaperIt's all a blur... My father was the chief Arkhon for High Templar Venarius - a cruel and pernicious ruler. Venarius wished to hold the world ransom with his occult relics from the rubble of Wraeclast, he believed they could venerate him even higher in his status.

My father was forced to experiment on the map device for him, in hopes that he would uncover some kind of weapon. I don't need to tell you that my father found something worthy of attention. And instead of handing it over, he made sure its power could not be misused, a surety that cost him his freedom and me... my childhood.
The ElderIt appears my Father encountered this "Elder" sometime before his entrapment in its lair. Many of his most recent diaries make reference to the creature and his learnings around it. There wasn't much, just second-hand myths from the research journals of the Watchers of Decay.

One concept however, came up time and time again. This Elder is not a lord unto itself. It serves a greater master, or... a greater purpose... I'm unsure. It's confusing; both my father and the Watchers refer to the Elder as "coming from the nothing" while also being "a carrier for the nothing." There are also mentions of an unholy desire to spoil and decay... perhaps it all relates somehow to those fungal growths we've seen in the maps...
The Elder's VictimsI've been doing more research into the Elder and its battle with the Watchers of Decay. It's truly mortifying the things they've endured at the creature's hands.

These Watchers, they were all... parents. It seems the Elder prefers its prey young. These men and women fought tooth and nail to avenge their children, perhaps even succeeding for a time... But the Elder has been free for the better part of two decades. Its taste in food could explain the steady disappearance of children in the upper class of Oriath.

What if those children are still here, in this place? Twisted, tormented creatures, clinging to whatever fragments of happy memories they've left... We must alleviate their sufferings.
The Shaper's GuardiansExile, it is time to make our move. We must save my father. These memories were sundered from his mind in a moment of great violence. I fear only great violence will provide us the opportunity to return them.

I've scouted these worlds and I'm certain my father lies deep within the centre of the Atlas, but as suspected, he does not reside there unguarded. Four great brutes surround him, unpassable by me. If you were to go on ahead and remove those threats, then we will have a clear path to my father, and our little "operation" can begin.
The Shaper's RealmThe way is clear. Though our agenda won't be without difficulty, exile. My father was a kind but stubborn man. If any of that stubbornness has survived, then restoring his memories will be no easy task.

We must enter this new realm of shadows at the centre of the Atlas and beat his madness into submission. Only then will his mind be pliable enough to remember these fragments as they are returned to his flesh.
Hideout Map DeviceI'd like to keep my map device here, if you'll allow me. I found designs for it in my father's belongings and I spent much of my youth working on it. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I let it be damaged somehow. Of course, you are welcome to use it as much as you like. And, I think it would look rather fetching sitting here.
ExperienceSomething I've noticed since I started journeying through these maps, is that the more I know about the interconnected nature of these places, the more I seem to get out of each visit. Knowledge is the key that unlocks understanding, and experience unlocks knowledge.
Book of MemoriesMy father's memories litter this place, like the first leaves of autumn. They may very well be the last precious things I have from him. I've stored them for safe keeping in a Book Of Memories back in the Laboratory. That way, even if we fail in our quest, I shall always have a record of his last acts. Feel free to have a look through them, should you find yourself there.
ResearchMy father was a very well educated man. He worked as a researcher in Oriath, back when they were allowed to research more than just holy texts. Sadly, he's gone now.

But his research remained, hidden in our attic. I took what I could and read it in secret as I was moved between foster homes. I read of the mortal founders whose bones were hidden deep in the Ossuary. I read of the false saints who continue to be revered in the Temple of Innocence. I read his writings over and over again. Memorised them. They were the last connection I had to him.

His research became something of an escape, I suppose. I wanted to build on it, especially the maps he described in such great detail.
CorruptionMy father's writings frequently referenced the work of other researchers. In particular, the heretical belief that the environment can influence a creature's form. In Wraeclast, we see the effect that corruption has on beasts, humans, even the dead.

Through my map device we see something similar... but possibly even worse. Something disturbed is out there. I used to think perhaps Wraeclast's corruption was seeping through into the Atlas, but what if it's the reverse? What if whatever is distorting the maps is-... What if it's seeping out here, into our world? That's why this work is so important.
Talk to ZanaIt's unwise to rush into places unknown so quickly. Let me formulate a plan, then we'll talk.
With a handful of torches, a bookshelf, perhaps a nice little reading nook, this place could be very homey indeed.
Deliver Memory Fragment IIA fragment of my Father's memory! Even then, the Atlas called to him. Please, take this for your help...
Deliver Memory Fragment IIIAnother fragment! So, like a temptress, the dreamlands seduced him... Oh, yes - forgive me. For you, Exile.
Deliver Memory Fragment IVMore memories! What is this Shade? Such things can't exist in the real world, can they? Thank you Exile - here's a little something for you.
Deliver Memory Fragment VThis fragment, I remember! I saw how his work consumed him... Please, take this, and don't be overwhelmed by this place.
Deliver Memory Fragment VIAnother memory! Could this Shade be the creature we saw? Here's your bounty, now let's continue our search!
Deliver Memory Fragment VIIA fragment I hold in memorial. I thought my bones would break, he held me so tight, whimpering into the night... Oh yes, here, for your efforts.
Deliver Memory Fragment VIIIAh yes, another memory. Uncle Eramir. I wonder, what ever happened to him? Perhaps with you in my pocket, we'll soon find out?
Deliver Memory Fragment IXA memory I'm sure he would've preferred to forget. Ugh, a cold fear creeps through my very veins... Please, take this and let us be done with our quest!
Deliver Memory Fragment XA hopeful memory perhaps? I wonder what this invention of my fathers could be? Oh yes, here's your reward.
Deliver Memory Fragment XIAnother sad fragment. Venarius was a cruel and petty master. Here's a gift for a job well done.
Deliver Memory Fragment XIIMore memories! I remember these things, as if they were half-painted images on canvas... Here, take your reward, now let's get back to work.
Deliver Memory Fragment XIIIAnother fragment... That bastard... Here is what you are owed Exile, now let's end this already. I am sick of remembering.
Deliver Memory Fragment XIVAn important memory. It's as if my mind has blacked out the horrific truth of these events... Your reward. Hopefully you'll get some use out of this.
Deliver Memory Fragment XVThis... this should be enough. If he is to remember anything that might help, the story of how he got here is what we require. Thank you for finding these, exile. I can't imagine it was an easy task.

We must now try restore them to my father's mind. In the meantime, here - take this. I found it while doing my own investigations into this world. See it as a reward for your labour.
Map OfferFantastic work, Exile. Here, take one of these. It will help us continue to pursue that entity.
Map OfferWe have to keep laying the pressure on him. Here, this should help.
Map OfferAs long as he keeps running, we'll keep chasing. Here, take this, and be careful out there.
Map OfferHe's retreating deeper into the Atlas. We must keep up the chase! Use this wisely.
NikoI've seen men and women turn mad, but I've never seen a case like Niko... I think the ores and compounds he's been handling have been affecting his mind. He seems to be aware of it, too.

Can it really be called madness when it is of your own doing?

It's a shame. I'm sure we will encounter many subterranean environments where his expertise would be invaluable, but I simply can't risk our safety. The Atlas presents its own potential threats to sanity... putting additional pressure on Niko might send him right over the brink.

EinharWhen I was a young girl I used to play with the neighbourhood stray cat, and one day it started bringing me mice. Einhar is that stray cat. Has he been trying to feed you raw meat too? I just don't have the heart to tell him how inedible it is.

The first time he handed me a big raw steak, I began to cook it over the fire, and he told me I was 'ruining all the good red.' Since then, I've just hidden it when he isn't looking. Sometimes I open up a map and hurl it in there. I know how irresponsible it is, but... Einhar's a sweetheart. I don't need to see under the mask to know how deeply he feels emotions, and I can't bear to hurt him.

Watch your step out there. You may land on some of my rotten scraps.

AlvaAs a fellow explorer, I must admit admiration for Alva. Her motivations may not be as philanthropic as mine, but you can't deny that her methods get results. Do I wonder what kind of repercussions all her time travel is having on us? Of course! But we don't really know what the consequences of our travel through the Atlas are either, and I'm not interested in throwing stones while living in my own little glass house.

I do wish she'd look past profits, but we've all benefited from her finds in one way or another.

NavaliNavali's powers are impressive, yes, but they are not without their limits. It seems her knowledge of things to come is restricted to our realm, however broad that may be. When it comes to the Atlas, her predictions don't seem as reliable.

I wonder how much of this is due to the source of her powers... she claims to have been given the gift of second sight by the Karui goddess Hinekora, but since the gods returned I've heard nothing of Hinekora. Is Navali being misled by a deceptive entity? Or is Hinekora keeping a low profile? Perhaps the goddess simply has no interest in us, as she has her own flock to tend.

Regardless, it may be worth remembering that although Navali is a good friend to have, she has her own agenda like anyone else; an agenda she may have been given by her benefactor.

JunI've tried getting to know Jun, and maybe I'm reading into things a little bit here, but I don't think she likes me. Whenever I try to talk to her, she gets quiet and averts her eyes. I've seen her fight, so I don't think she's exactly shy... and I catch her staring at me every so often. Long stares. The kind you do when you're lost in thought.

I wonder what I did to offend her...

No matter! I'll just stay the course. I'm sure with a little more alone time we'll become fast friends.

HelenaI wish I could say I trust Helena, but I've seen one too many of Dominus's blackguards suddenly snap. The training and indoctrination they go through does not leave much room for one's own judgement.

I'm not trying to sound ungracious. She's done a lot for us, but I'd be telling a fib if I claimed I didn't sleep with a blade beneath my pillow when she's around.

The ElderIt's happening, isn't it? The Elder is on its way. We are at the end of the road, Exile. Does it look off into success? Or does the horizon hold nothing but death and decay? I hope you're ready, my friend.

We need to weaken the creature before the Cosmic Arcana can do its job. I wish you luck, and should we not meet again... it's been an honour to fight by your side.

The ElderYou're fast on your feet exile. I'm glad you have decided to stick through this with me. Look, it seems my concerns were... justified. The Decay we've seen throughout the Atlas, it's here. Perhaps our activities in the Atlas might have weakened the barriers between this world and the maps. Without my Father's full strength to keep it at bay, the Elder's true master - Decay - is seeping through.

I promised you a reward for helping me find my father, well here it is - an item from my Father's secret study. Please, take it and stay on this journey with me - there is yet more we can accomplish together.
The DecayThis is it. The device that can save us. "The Cosmic Arcana." With it, we can force the Elder from the maps and into the abstract of non-reality. The only catch? We must use it at the Atlas center. The nexus of worlds where the veil is the thinnest.

That's where you come in, Exile. I need you to lure the Elder into that place. I will use the weapon to remove it from our world. Keep your wits about you though, my father is still at large. He was weakened in that last battle, but knowing his current lunacy, I doubt he's stopped fighting against the Elder. We must conduct this final effort with considerable care...
The Cosmic ArcanaI remember almost everything now about my Father's studies into the map device. I remember how he locked himself away to work on this weapon. I've managed to read his notes on the weapon while I was waiting for you to arrive. The science is... incomprehensible at best. Nearest I can tell, the Arcana exhibits a blast of wrath once it has been fully charged, and when directed at the Elder will force it to take on the form it held before it entered our dimension.

We know that form to be, as my father puts it, non-corporeal. In short - that which is not physical cannot exist in a dimension of physics. It will be forced out and back to where it belongs, hopefully unable to return. As I said, it is tenuous, but I trust my father, and this is the only hope we have.
The ShaperI think I understand it now... This Atlas, these maps... they aren't so much worlds as they are like the performance stage in the Theopolis Amphitheatre. These worlds are merely disguises for what truly lies behind the curtain.

This place... this is the nexus of the Elder's worlds, the place from which all its hunting grounds are formed... We are close to the void from which it was birthed, yet my Father has chosen this as his home. Curious indeed. Hiding in plain sight perhaps? Though, what captain regularly frequents the bowels of his ship? Maybe the Elder rarely visits this place. It is busy, I suppose, hunting and feasting elsewhere in the maps...

Exile, I will ready my Father's memories. You go on ahead, scout this place, find my Father, but be wary of what horrors might lurk down here in the belly of this evil machine.
The ShaperI think I understand now. This Atlas, these maps... they aren't so much worlds as they are like the performance stage in the Theopolis Amphitheatre. These worlds are merely disguises for what truly lies behind the curtain. And here we are, brave explorers, peeking backstage. What treasures might we find here? What horrors?
The Templar LaboratoryBefore Kitava tore this city apart, the Templar kept many artefacts hidden deep beneath the city streets. The only surviving remnants of the Templar theocracy are what they hoped to hide forever.

I think it's time to pull back the veil. There's an entrance to the Templar Laboratory not far from here. My father used to sneak me inside as a child. He never could stand the long work days apart...

Come, there's something there I think you need to see.
ExileMy mother died not long after I was born, and my father, too, was gone only a handful of years later. Orphaned, my family's assets were seized and I was handed off to a series of well-off foster homes as an indentured servant.

But children are curious creatures, and even by those standards I was extremely curious indeed. I grew up reading everything I could get my hands on, and questioning everything they tried to teach me. I was too smart for my own good, I suppose, because eventually, I started drawing the attention of the Templar.

Luckily for me, Dominus was much less subtle than the previous High Templars, so I managed to leave Oriath on my own terms, mostly, before my impending exile.
KitavaGood riddance. In all honesty, I thought the gods were just fairy tales the Templars would tell children to keep them in line. I'd have much preferred that.

No one is happy about what occurred here, but if a silver lining can be found, we all have the opportunity to start again. All our past deeds, good or bad, now lie beneath the rubble.
OriathI, like you, found myself on the shores of Wraeclast. I saw the fleets of Oriathan ships dashed on the rocks after Kitava's rise. Who would've thought that Wraeclast was safer than home?

I returned to Oriath not long after hearing of Kitava's demise. There's no one left to tell us we can't live here any more, and the knowledge that once endangered me could actually be put to good use in the cleanup and the rebuilding effort.

I guess I'm not really one to hold a grudge.
RebuildingGood quality stone is scarce on this island. It's plentiful on Wraeclast, but shipping it back is slow, and those ships are put to better use bringing back survivors.

I know of a way that we might be able to source vast quantities of not just stone, but any resource you could possibly imagine. I just need to make sure it's safe.
IntroductionMy name's Zana, but I already know who you are. I also know what you did, exile. If it weren't for you, neither of us would be standing here... wherever 'here' is.
Complete the MapLook around you, exile. This isn't Oriath, nor is it Wraeclast. I don't even think it's our world. These maps, they hold many secrets... I know, it almost looks familiar, but the creatures here - they're... different. More aggressive. More dangerous.

We must work fast, exploring and collecting what knowledge we can. In the past, my initial expeditions were accompanied by mercenaries and thieves. Nearly all were driven mad. I believe you can fend off the creeping madness of this realm, but first, let's test your resolve...

A powerful presence lurks nearby. Kill it before it grows any stronger, and meet me back in our world. If you survive, we'll have much to discuss...
The ShaperHe's been forced back for now, but without all the fragments of my father's memories, he'll never free him from his mental prison. Exile, please, let's continue on this path. My father doesn't deserve this. He should be at peace.
The ShaperHis memories... of me... gone. Devoured by that abomination! Curse it! My Father will... he'll never know me again.

At least... At least I got to speak with him one last time. He recognized me. Did you see that, Exile? He knew my face! ...and now he's in torment once again.

If we cannot restore his memories, then we must free him from this prison. I can't believe I am to ask this of you, but we must defeat this Elder. Perhaps with it gone, my Father will give up his ghost and be finally laid to rest.
The Shaper's KeyWhat did you discover, exile? Ah! The key to his private study back in Oriath! If what he said is true, then there must be some kind of weapon inside that can stop this "Elder". And stop it, we must.

I know I ask more than you've signed on for, but this creature - we've both seen the effects it has had on the maps. The Decay it spreads... that it births from its victims. If that Decay were to reach out of the maps, as I'm certain is its intention, all the world would be lost to those malignant spores!

Let us depart now, back to Theopolis and investigate this lead. Please, if there's decency in you exile, meet me there when you're ready and we shall begin to plot our attack.
The Shaper's KeyWhat did you discover, exile? Ah! The key to his private study back in Oriath! If what he said is true, then there must be some kind of weapon inside that can stop this "Elder". And stop it, we must.

I know I ask more than you've signed on for, but this creature - we've both seen the effects it has had on the maps. The Decay it spreads... that it births from its victims. If that Decay were to reach out of the maps, as I'm certain is its intention, all the world would be lost to those malignant spores!

Let us depart now, back to Theopolis and investigate this lead. Please, if there's decency in you exile, meet me there when you're ready and we shall begin to plot our attack.
The ShaperHis memories... of me... gone. Devoured by that abomination! Curse it! My Father will... he'll never know me again.

At least... At least I got to speak with him one last time. He recognized me. Did you see that, Exile? He knew my face! ...and now he's in torment once again.

If we cannot restore his memories, then we must free him from this prison. I can't believe I am to ask this of you, but we must defeat this Elder. Perhaps with it gone, my Father will give up his ghost and be finally laid to rest.
The ShaperHis memories... of me... gone. Devoured by that abomination! Curse it! My Father will... he'll never know me again.

At least... At least I got to speak with him one last time. He recognized me. Did you see that, Exile? He knew my face! ...and now he's in torment once again.

If we cannot restore his memories, then we must free him from this prison. I can't believe I am to ask this of you, but we must defeat this Elder. Perhaps with it gone, my Father will give up his ghost and be finally laid to rest.
The ElderWe did it... It's over... it's finally over. My father, wherever he is, I can sense him. He's at peace... Thank you, exile.

The Arcana! It worked! And I wasn't worried for a second! Though... The Elder and the Decay... Although we have banished them both, the encounter has... changed me somehow. I feel the creature, scratching at the skin between our dimensions. It's desperate. It's hungry. It's... trying to find a way back in.

I don't think I'll sleep again for a long while. I need to make sure we are prepared in case it returns. Perhaps I'll restore the Watchers of Decay to guard our world... This place - the Atlas, is of the Elder. With more research it could give us further clues to the exact nature of the Decay. If you wish to, you're free to study and explore these worlds alongside me. Perhaps you could still do some good in this place - the Elder's victims - all those children... there must be thousands of them, wandering these lands, twisted and corrupted, alone - perhaps even afraid. Like my Father, they beg to be set free from their torment. Killing them would be an act of mercy. You could be an agent of that mercy, my friend.

For now, I must leave you. I need to prepare for my next expedition.
The ElderWe did it... It's over... it's finally over. My father, wherever he is, I can sense him. He's at peace... Thank you, exile.

The Arcana! It worked! And I wasn't worried for a second! Though... The Elder and the Decay... Although we have banished them both, the encounter has... changed me somehow. I feel the creature, scratching at the skin between our dimensions. It's desperate. It's hungry. It's... trying to find a way back in.

I don't think I'll sleep again for a long while. I need to make sure we are prepared in case it returns. Perhaps I'll restore the Watchers of Decay to guard our world... This place - the Atlas, is of the Elder. With more research it could give us further clues to the exact nature of the Decay. If you wish to, you're free to study and explore these worlds alongside me. Perhaps you could still do some good in this place - the Elder's victims - all those children... there must be thousands of them, wandering these lands, twisted and corrupted, alone - perhaps even afraid. Like my Father, they beg to be set free from their torment. Killing them would be an act of mercy. You could be an agent of that mercy, my friend.

For now, I must leave you. I need to prepare for my next expedition.
Lost MemoryI'm sorry Exile, that memory is gone. We were just not quick enough.
Oh... We were just too slow to save that memory... At least Venarius won't get his hands on it.
__reaction__Interesting... It seems as though there may be more to that memory. We'll have to keep looking!
I think perhaps that isn't the whole story... Let's keep looking.
There's more to that memory, I just know it. Perhaps we'll find the rest somewhere else.
__reaction__Monsters... To use a child like that... The Eternal Empire was truly cruel.
__reaction__A single decision made out of fear had such grave consequences. I wonder, if that researcher had spoken up, could the cult of Kitava have been stopped before ravaging Oriath?
__reaction__Exile, if you ever find me trapped in webbing like that... put me out of my misery.
__reaction__I've never met him directly, but I think I know whose memory this was. It's someone Helena talks about: Eramir. I believe he lives with the Azmeri now.
__reaction__What devious maliciousness. War truly brings out the worst in people, doesn't it. It's clear to me this belongs to some unfortunate Karui.

__reaction__You know what I find most disturbing about this memory, Exile? None of the bystanders so much as lifted a finger to help poor Drusus.
__reaction__That was exhilarating, Exile! Like truly seeing the mind and heart of another person, living and breathing right here with me. Why was his memory so intense? I can still feel Victario, as if he has just left the room only now.
__reaction__Ugh, my neck feels stiff. Was that you, Exile? You were in that memory, though looking a little worse for wear!
__reaction__Ugh, I am left sickened and dirtied by the vile thoughts of someone intensely self-absorbed. Was that... Malachai? The monster who brought about the Cataclysm? Did I just relive that moment?
__reaction__That was... deeply uncomfortable to witness.
__reaction__I saw her, Exile... I saw the Queen of the Vaal! She had such a terrible presence...
__reaction__Was that Merveil? That poor woman. Somewhere within her monstrous form lived the woman she once was. What a terrible curse.
__reaction__Human beings seem to believe the world has an inherent decency. It cost those men their lives.
__reaction__After everything that has happened, this one hits too close to home.
__reaction__You know all too well how little true justice the Templar meted out. I hope you at least got to argue your case.
__reaction__Exile! That was the moment Venarius decided to seize life and vie for power. That was the moment doom for men like my father was assured.
__reaction__With Oriath in the state it's in, I worry we're not far from tumbling down this same road. At least we can rule Venarius out of that memory.
__reaction__Hmm, this memory seems too ancient to have belonged to Venarius.
__reaction__Ha! We know how that ended, don't we?
__reaction__Bastard... that bastard! Do you think he knew what he was about to loose upon us? No... I can't believe anyone would knowingly do that.
__reaction__I wish I could tell you what he remembered, Exile. It seems these memories have their limits.
__reaction__Ha! We know how that ended, don't we?
__reaction__So that's what faith feels like... I'm no stranger to religion, but I never truly believed what the Templars taught us. I just had a brief glimpse into a life without doubt. I must say, I understand the allure.
__reaction__They ate-- Gods, Exile...! I feel sick to my stomach.
__reaction__I felt so... so strong! Yet I couldn't shake the feeling I was at my breaking point. What a terrible sensation! Was that the Warden of Axiom?
__reaction__It's hard to believe, but the Eternals of Sarn back then were even more rotten than the people of Oriath today. Sometimes I wonder if the Empire was doomed with or without the Cataclysm.
__reaction__A memory from someone close to the Inquisitor. How exciting! I bet there are many historians who would be interested in such a find.
__reaction__Could it be...? Exile, this sounds just like the entity hunting my father. But... the memory is so old. How is this possible?
__reaction__The most horrible thing is, I'm certain that parent was doing their child a mercy.
__reaction__How horrible... I wonder what ever happened to those children. Perhaps it's better not to know.
__reaction__We've collected a lot of memories, Exile. Now might be a good time to visit the Memory Nexus. Perhaps we can lure that vicious little snake Venarius out of wherever he is hiding...
__reaction__I think... I think this is a memory from Venarius. How horrible. Why would he want to join an organisation like this?
__reaction__That was quite a brutal memory. You know, I'd never dare ask her, but is Jun Mutewind?
__reaction__Gods, the terror that gripped him in those final moments. I hope I never feel that again!
__reaction__Exile, how does a ghost form memories without a brain? It seems there's much more left to discover in this world.
__reaction__I never knew barren mountains could be so beautiful.
__reaction__So many books have been destroyed by Wraeclast's troubles through the years. I hope one day I can help rebuild Oriath's libraries with new knowledge.
__reaction__Just following orders... spineless little--! How many lives were lost because someone wouldn't stand up for what's right? Wouldn't think for themselves?
__reaction__She leapt, Exile. I felt her fall. What terrible anguish she felt...
__reaction__She leapt, Exile. I felt her fall... What terrible anguish she felt...
__reaction__Ah, what I would give for a boring life...
__reaction__It seems the mines of Highgate were sealed before everyone could be evacuated... what a terrible fate...
__reaction__Somewhere in history, the old religions lost their way. Or perhaps this is the journey every religion takes eventually...
__reaction__Well, I'm not sure whose memory that was, but it's safe to say you shouldn't eat mushrooms you don't know.
__reaction__At long last, a memory that didn't make me want to curl up into a ball and weep!
__reaction__Confronting one's mortality is always troubling, isn't it? I believe Venarius would not be so humble as the owner of this memory.
__reaction__Was that Venarius as a child? I think perhaps it was... society has not changed much since he was young.
__reaction__A young Venarius, innocent and helpless. If only he'd stayed that way. It never ceases to amaze me how much a person can change over their lifetime.
__reaction__This was almost certainly one of the High Templar's memories. In fact, I think this was not long before he spoke to my father!
__reaction__Ah, what I would give for a boring life...
__reaction__It's not all doom and gloom, Exile. It's worth remembering that.
__reaction__The most upsetting thing about this memory is how unsurprising it is. It's hard to tell whose memory this was. Certainly not Venarius, but I wouldn't be shocked to hear he was the judge.
__reaction__This must have been one of the Eternal slaves... an Ezomyte, maybe. But sinew beneath stone? What could that be?
__reaction__Roth? Could it be-- no, that is simply too much of a coincidence. Still, I can't help but wonder...
__reaction__Just goes to show, even as the world around us lays in ruins, things could always be worse.
__reaction__It's hard to feel pity for a man like that, desperate as he was.
__reaction__That was Dominus' ascension to power. I remember seeing the smoke from the orphanage... it was so soon after my father's disappearance.
__reaction__Knowing what we now know about the gods, I think we can safely say benevolence was not the cause.
__reaction__Exile, who was that? How did he come to have pieces of the map device? Were they then delivered to my father?
__reaction__Ugh, I feel disgusting after that. Even within that memory I could feel Malachai's presence wrapping around my mind like grasping little fingers.
__reaction__There are times, Exile, when I wish those memories weren't so vivid. Sometimes I don't need to know what a memory smells like.
__reaction__I felt my body split into two. Agony! That's the last thing I remember. This memory must have belonged to Ondar, the Betrayer. For some reason, I always thought that was a myth... but apparently not.
__reaction__Exile, if you ever find me trapped in webbing like that... put me out of my misery.
__reaction__Ugh, what a horrid way to die. Exile, if you ever find me in that state, you know what to do, right?
__reaction__How horrible... the founders of Sarn! Not such a promising start.
__reaction__Huh... I've never felt lost like that before... I didn't care for it. I think I prefer knowing exactly where I stand.
VenariusI can't... I don't...

Exile, did you know? No, of course not. I don't think Venarius even knew who he was, how could you? But he knows now, and it seems he may remember many other things as well.

If Venarius is capable of rewriting memories, he could plant very dangerous ideas into the minds of the vulnerable. We need to find those memories before he does. Don't worry, you're not alone in this. We are a team.

Crafting Bench /190

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