Cavas

Cavas
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Cavas Audio /76 ⍟

Cavas Audio /76 ⍟

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IntroductionAn Exile...? Please, you must help me.

I-... I don't know where I am or how I got here. I don't remember my name... I don't-... I don't remember anything. I suppose for now you can call me... Cavas...


The NexusAll these memories we've collected... When I gaze upon them, I feel as though I'm close to remembering something important. Like there are memories trapped in my mind but I just can't quite reach them.

Oh. Oh dear. Oh DEAR! I've remembered something! Exile, it is time we go to the Nexus.

Lost MemoryI... I think this was a memory of mine. It has been corrupted, but I indeed recall fragments... A sunny day at the beach when I was but a boy. I remember the warm sand between my toes. I chose a seashell to bring home... A happy day.

But... I do not remember taking the shell home. I do not remember home at all. So much is yet missing... Wait! I remember seeing another of these memories. Where was it? Oh dear. I don't remember...

I'll take this with me. I might remember if I take it with me. I hope we run into each other again soon.


Memory FragmentsEven shattered as I am, I know that memories floating around like this is not... normal. I believe something terrible has happened to me.

What if other men fall victim? What if mothers forget their children? What if... what if the children are left alone and scared to fend for themselves in a world of nightmare... Exile, can you fathom the horror?


Cavas' PastI remember nothing at all, save the flash of the sun on my mortal skin in a dream. I was a living man. I know I was. Ask me again when we have retrieved further memories, and I shall hopefully have more to tell you.

Cavas' PastI was... a good man! I fought for God. I remember saying so. That symbol... the Descry... it stirs my half-remembered blood to think of it. I wanted to do good things. Important things. Can you imagine finding the truth of oneself on the wrong side of morality? I have thought long on this fearful notion... but now I know, exile, and that relieves me. I am no longer afraid to recover more of my memories.

Cavas' PastI'm certain now that I was a Templar. Yes, I remember watching their mighty parades through Oriath Square as a child, and I can still feel that sense of satisfaction the day I truly donned the mantle. All of the pain and sacrifice was worth it, to do good, to protect mankind... to protect the children...

Cavas' PastI was a Templar, yes, but now I remember that I secretly despised them. I understood that they were a diseased organization prone to brutal oppression. Friend, was I exiled as well? I cannot imagine my resentment would have gone over well with my superiors. Maybe I kept my thoughts to myself and lived a life of quiet desperation, but I feel like I was the kind of man to act.

So what did I do?


Memory BridgesExile, there is something about all this that I cannot fathom. The memories I somewhat understand. A man's thoughts, a woman's remembrance, a child's sorrow - these things come from the living, or the once-living. They are real. But the ancient bridges that you cross between memories? Those were already out there. They came from no man, woman, or child of our land.

I suspect those pathways are not made of the iron we think we see. To dwell on their origins or true nature could send one over the brink, I suspect!


The SynthesiserThese are memories, yes, but they are also real in a sense. We feel pain within them. We find real material objects within them. Yet some of these objects are not quite right. It is as though they are stuck, half-remembered.

There's a device in the Nexus that seems attuned to such objects. It seems to draw upon their properties to create something new. Its creator must have been seeking something very important in his or her past... I wonder if they ever found it.


Lost MemoryI don't know who I am, but I do know that this... thing here is important. That there are answers inside.

You look strong... Could you spare a moment to help an old man? Perhaps we can solve this mystery together.

Lost MemoryAn Exile...? Please, you must help me -

Oh, it's you, my friend. I can't seem to hold on to my thoughts for long...

Can you spare another minute to help me? Enter this memory... let us experience it together so that we might ascertain its owner.


Lost MemoryI thought for a moment I knew that place... I cannot be sure, and now it is gone. Oh dear... Wait...! I think I remember seeing another one of these memories somewhere... Where was it? Oh dear. I don't remember.

I must have a look around. It was around here somewhere... Or was it back in that cave? Was I in a cave? Hmm.


Lost MemoryIt's alright, Exile. I'm sure that memory was nothing I truly needed... after all, how many memories does a man really need to be considered himself again? We'll keep looking.

__reaction__There was more to that memory, I'm sure of it. We must keep looking!
That memory ended so suddenly... I wonder if perhaps we can find the whole memory somewhere.
I get the distinct impression that there's more to that memory than we've seen... Oh, I hope we find the rest of it soon!



__reaction__ This memory seems ancient. I do not believe this was mine, and I hope I never learn more of it.

__reaction__Oh dear. I don't know whose memory this was, but they were far too young for such cruelty. Sometimes, Exile, mankind makes me weep. Who could create such an inhuman system of exploitation, and for what purpose?

__reaction__Exile, was this me? I'm no master of the spoken or written word, so I don't think I was a scholar.

__reaction__Oh dear, such violence and hate... I wonder why the tribes were at war. It's clear this is not something I ever experienced, at least.

__reaction__Oh, Exile, though I am a mere shade with only figments of memory, I can say with certainty that no man has ever felt the nuances of rage and love so strongly. His was the strongest memory I have ever felt, an imprint of his entire essence. His name... was Victario.

__reaction__I saw you through someone else's eyes, Exile! That was a memory from someone that knew you! He was relieved to see you. Were you close?

__reaction__Who was that, Exile? I felt such drive and focus. Nothing mattered but my one goal. It was... terrifying.

__reaction__The last vestiges of human thought in a woman consumed by madness... she saw her beloved in every passing ship, and sang to them all, never realizing their true fates.

__reaction__Exile, I think a historian somewhere made a grave mistake by keeping quiet.

__reaction__Eugh, no! I can still feel them crawling on me!

__reaction__I find myself less perturbed by that memory than I should be. It was almost... peaceful. What does that say about me?

__reaction__Such suffering and loss in this world... sometimes I wonder if I'm better off not remembering.

__reaction__ I could almost feel the blade. What a chilling moment from a terrible time in history. Far older than I, I'm afraid.

__reaction__It seems the Empire was harsher than even its citizens knew. I doubt their bodies were ever found.

__reaction__I fear that man never again saw the light of day. I'm so grateful I was never incarcerated.

__reaction__Oh, Exile, I was caught up in the memory. It felt so familiar. Was it one of mine?

__reaction__From the look of the carnage around that 'Daresso' person, I think that ancient gladiator was in for quite a surprise.

__reaction__I don't think I was some sort of cultist... his urge toward self-destruction was overwhelming.

__reaction__Exile... the sensation... that man recalled another memory while I was in his memory... but I couldn't see that one! Why did he leave, I wonder?

__reaction__Hmm... a ritual of some sort. I do not recognise the names, though they sound Ezomyte to my ear. Silly superstitions, if you ask me.

__reaction__Exile... this is a memory I would rather not have experienced. How nauseating.

__reaction__Ohh, such might, Exile. I felt so strong, yet I felt I was losing control. Another memory that felt too ancient to be mine, however.

__reaction__Thank the Gods I'm no Ezomyte, Exile. I'd not stand for such treatment.

__reaction__Maligaro... that name rings a bell... was it mine? No... this memory feels too old.

__reaction__Can such a horrible tale be true? I pray not. It is no memory of mine, of that I am certain.

__reaction__Oh, my friend, these memories are sometimes too much to bear.

__reaction__Oh, I remember this... Mother was never the same after that day. I wish I had understood at the time... I might have been able to do something.

__reaction__What a barbaric memory. Were all Mutewind this vicious? I certainly hope I was not one of them.

__reaction__Why is Wraeclast beset by such evils? My friend, we must find a way to protect the people.

__reaction__Quite the twist on that memory, Exile, but I was never a servant, nor a manor-bound spirit. At least, as far as I know...

__reaction__Exile! I felt a wolf's fur... whose life was that? So very different from what I expected!

__reaction__The words of the story he read were... so poignant... and yet they escape me, like sand blown from the ridge of a dune.

__reaction__We were just following orders. Hollow words. He didn't believe his own absolution.

__reaction__If I still possessed a heart, it would now be broken. We are no strangers to the returning dead, but this was not my memory.

__reaction__From what I've seen in my time with you, Exile, the owner of that memory must have been uncommonly lucky to avoid Wraeclast's dangers. Or, seemingly, unlucky.

__reaction__Some of these events have the ring of familiarity, yet I cannot place myself in this one. I suspect it is simply too old to be mine.

__reaction__Such a strange evolution of beliefs... that is most assuredly not my memory. I know I was a man of conviction.

__reaction__Wow... Exile... that was a very strange memory. Certainly not my own.

__reaction__Even if I could remember my life, Exile, I am certain no single drink would ever have tasted so good.

__reaction__I can relate to that feeling, Exile.

__reaction__I remember this well, Exile. I remember hearing that snap in my dreams for many years.

__reaction__I think this is one of mine, Exile. I feel it: at eight years old, I was almost exiled by mere happenstance. If my mother had not found me and gotten the Templars to release me, I would have been lost...

__reaction__So peaceful. I could have dwelt in that memory forever. Alas, I do not think it belongs to me.

__reaction__How horrid! Are all people as corrupt, Exile? Thankfully I'm certain this was not me.

__reaction__I don't think I was ever a slave. What did they find, I wonder?

__reaction__I'm certain I was never exiled, and thank the Gods. What a terrible fate... oh... oh, dear. Sorry.

__reaction__What a ghastly man. I pray it was not me.

__reaction__A changing of the guard? I don't think this was me, but it feels strangely familiar.

__reaction__Was I a person of faith, Exile? I think... I might have been. At the very least, I remember the trappings of faith, though I cannot say to which God.

__reaction__How curious... this feels familiar to me. What was inside the box? Perhaps another memory will tell us.

__reaction__Exile, what a horrible moment I just experienced. I feel for whoever this memory belonged to. I'm glad it was not mine.

__reaction__Did I lead a life of crime? I don't think so... I expect this story did not end well. The Empire was not too kind to thieves.

__reaction__Was I poor and hungry on the streets of Sarn? I think not, exile. This memory feels foreign to me.

__reaction__He killed me. Exile! That Emperor Chitus, he cut me in half...! No, not me. I am no backstabber. I would have faced him head-on.

__reaction__Oh, no! I can still feel them crawling on me!

__reaction__After that memory, I think I'm afraid of spiders.

__reaction__Exile, this terrible memory is far too old to have been mine. Let's keep looking.

__reaction__Oh dear, what a frightful situation. I don't think I did much midnight hiking, Exile.

Talk to CavasAn Exile...? Please, you must help me... do... something...
An Exile...? Please, you must help me... do... something... I can't remember...


Linked MemoriesI remember this! This place is the Nexus of... uh... something. The name doesn't matter. What matters is what it can do! A doorway! A doorway into these memories!

Here. Take them and lay them out in this machine. It will reinforce the stability of the memories. They won't last too long, mind you, but they'll remain long enough to be explored. Build a path to the memories that lay out of reach. I'm sure this will help us. Sure of it!

Linked MemoriesYes, that was wonderful Exile. For a brief moment I felt whole again. Here, let me try something...

Hello Exile, my name is-...

Oh. Oh dear. I thought, maybe... But no.

Well perhaps we can try again. Though the machine seems to keep the memories more stable, they still degrade. Keep that in mind - because I'm not so sure I will be able to.

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VenariusIntroductionAn Exile...? Please, you must help me.

I-... I don't know where I am or how I got here. I don't remember my name... I don't-... I don't remember anything. I suppose for now you can call me... Cavas...
VenariusNexusQuestAll these memories we've collected... When I gaze upon them, I feel as though I'm close to remembering something important. Like there are memories trapped in my mind but I just can't quite reach them.

Oh. Oh dear. Oh DEAR! I've remembered something! Exile, it is time we go to the Nexus.
VenariusNexusQuest2I remember this! This place is the Nexus of... uh... something. The name doesn't matter. What matters is what it can do! A doorway! A doorway into these memories!

Here. Take them and lay them out in this machine. It will reinforce the stability of the memories. They won't last too long, mind you, but they'll remain long enough to be explored. Build a path to the memories that lay out of reach. I'm sure this will help us. Sure of it!
VenariusNexusQuest3Yes, that was wonderful Exile. For a brief moment I felt whole again. Here, let me try something...

Hello Exile, my name is-...

Oh. Oh dear. I thought, maybe... But no.

Well perhaps we can try again. Though the machine seems to keep the memories more stable, they still degrade. Keep that in mind - because I'm not so sure I will be able to.
VenariusQuestOfferingI don't know who I am, but I do know that this... thing here is important. That there are answers inside.

You look strong... Could you spare a moment to help an old man? Perhaps we can solve this mystery together.
VenariusFirstMissionCompleteI... I think this was a memory of mine. It has been corrupted, but I indeed recall fragments... A sunny day at the beach when I was but a boy. I remember the warm sand between my toes. I chose a seashell to bring home... A happy day.

But... I do not remember taking the shell home. I do not remember home at all. So much is yet missing... Wait! I remember seeing another of these memories. Where was it? Oh dear. I don't remember...

I'll take this with me. I might remember if I take it with me. I hope we run into each other again soon.
VenariusFirstMissionFailedI thought for a moment I knew that place... I cannot be sure, and now it is gone. Oh dear... Wait...! I think I remember seeing another one of these memories somewhere... Where was it? Oh dear. I don't remember.

I must have a look around. It was around here somewhere... Or was it back in that cave? Was I in a cave? Hmm.
VenariusMissionFailIt's alright, Exile. I'm sure that memory was nothing I truly needed... after all, how many memories does a man really need to be considered himself again? We'll keep looking.
VenariusMissionStartAn Exile...? Please, you must help me -

Oh, it's you, my friend. I can't seem to hold on to my thoughts for long...

Can you spare another minute to help me? Enter this memory... let us experience it together so that we might ascertain its owner.
VenariusAboutMemoriesEven shattered as I am, I know that memories floating around like this is not... normal. I believe something terrible has happened to me.

What if other men fall victim? What if mothers forget their children? What if... what if the children are left alone and scared to fend for themselves in a world of nightmare... Exile, can you fathom the horror?
VenariusAboutPast1I remember nothing at all, save the flash of the sun on my mortal skin in a dream. I was a living man. I know I was. Ask me again when we have retrieved further memories, and I shall hopefully have more to tell you.
VenariusAboutPast2I was... a good man! I fought for God. I remember saying so. That symbol... the Descry... it stirs my half-remembered blood to think of it. I wanted to do good things. Important things. Can you imagine finding the truth of oneself on the wrong side of morality? I have thought long on this fearful notion... but now I know, exile, and that relieves me. I am no longer afraid to recover more of my memories.
VenariusAboutPast3I'm certain now that I was a Templar. Yes, I remember watching their mighty parades through Oriath Square as a child, and I can still feel that sense of satisfaction the day I truly donned the mantle. All of the pain and sacrifice was worth it, to do good, to protect mankind... to protect the children...
VenariusAboutPast4I was a Templar, yes, but now I remember that I secretly despised them. I understood that they were a diseased organization prone to brutal oppression. Friend, was I exiled as well? I cannot imagine my resentment would have gone over well with my superiors. Maybe I kept my thoughts to myself and lived a life of quiet desperation, but I feel like I was the kind of man to act.

So what did I do?
VenariusAboutBridgesExile, there is something about all this that I cannot fathom. The memories I somewhat understand. A man's thoughts, a woman's remembrance, a child's sorrow - these things come from the living, or the once-living. They are real. But the ancient bridges that you cross between memories? Those were already out there. They came from no man, woman, or child of our land.

I suspect those pathways are not made of the iron we think we see. To dwell on their origins or true nature could send one over the brink, I suspect!
VenariusAboutItemSynthThese are memories, yes, but they are also real in a sense. We feel pain within them. We find real material objects within them. Yet some of these objects are not quite right. It is as though they are stuck, half-remembered.

There's a device in the Nexus that seems attuned to such objects. It seems to draw upon their properties to create something new. Its creator must have been seeking something very important in his or her past... I wonder if they ever found it.
VenariusMemoryRunTimeIt is time, friend. Energy courses through my being. I sense an opportunity to weave together my memories. Let us abscond to the Nexus!
VenariusGenericErrorRandomAn Exile...? Please, you must help me... do... something...
VenariusGenericError2An Exile...? Please, you must help me... do... something... I can't remember...
VenariusGenericError3Oh, hello there! I was meant to do something, but I can't for the life of me remember what... Let's try this again later.
VenariusAboutZanaI sense within myself a natural affinity for the curious. I am not overly curious myself, but rather, I appreciate the rare resource that is a scientific soul. The child's work is crucial to protect mankind from the nightmare that lurks... out there. Her work must continue no matter the cost.
VenariusAboutEinharThat man is quite ...jolly, but he doesn't seem to be able to see me yet. Perhaps that will change when I regain my memories.
VenariusAboutJunSometimes I think she senses my presence, but she is too surrounded by ghosts of her own to take heed of me.
VenariusAboutNavaliThe revenant looks right at my eyes when I try to talk to her. She listens, but has nothing to say to me. What does that mean, Exile?
VenariusAboutAlvaThe treasure hunter has her eye on one thing and one thing only. If she senses my presence, she gives it no notice, for I do not gleam of gold.
VenariusAboutNikoThe miner is the only one, other than you, who can hear me in my current form. We converse at length, and his conversations help me keep my wits about me in this time of loneliness, but at times he seems to speak to others that not even I can perceive. There is too much competition for his attention.
VenariusWildGreetingsRandomPlease! Kind soul!
VenariusWildGreetings2Oh, lost again...
VenariusWildGreetings3Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear...
VenariusSynthMemoryCoastC This memory seems ancient. I do not believe this was mine, and I hope I never learn more of it.
VenariusSynthMemoryAcidCaveCOh dear. I don't know whose memory this was, but they were far too young for such cruelty. Sometimes, Exile, mankind makes me weep. Who could create such an inhuman system of exploitation, and for what purpose?
VenariusSynthMemoryArchivesCExile, was this me? I'm no master of the spoken or written word, so I don't think I was a scholar.
VenariusSynthMemoryAshenWoodCOh dear, such violence and hate... I wonder why the tribes were at war. It's clear this is not something I ever experienced, at least.
VenariusSynthMemoryBazaarCOh, Exile, though I am a mere shade with only figments of memory, I can say with certainty that no man has ever felt the nuances of rage and love so strongly. His was the strongest memory I have ever felt, an imprint of his entire essence. His name... was Victario.
VenariusSynthMemoryBeachCI saw you through someone else's eyes, Exile! That was a memory from someone that knew you! He was relieved to see you. Were you close?
VenariusSynthMemoryBellyCWho was that, Exile? I felt such drive and focus. Nothing mattered but my one goal. It was... terrifying.
VenariusSynthMemoryCaveCThe last vestiges of human thought in a woman consumed by madness... she saw her beloved in every passing ship, and sang to them all, never realizing their true fates.
VenariusSynthMemoryAntiquaryCExile, I think a historian somewhere made a grave mistake by keeping quiet.
VenariusSynthMemoryArachnidTombCEugh, no! I can still feel them crawling on me!
VenariusSynthMemoryBathsCI find myself less perturbed by that memory than I should be. It was almost... peaceful. What does that say about me?
VenariusSynthMemoryCanalsCSuch suffering and loss in this world... sometimes I wonder if I'm better off not remembering.
VenariusSynthMemoryCausewayC I could almost feel the blade. What a chilling moment from a terrible time in history. Far older than I, I'm afraid.
VenariusSynthMemoryCaveMineCIt seems the Empire was harsher than even its citizens knew. I doubt their bodies were ever found.
VenariusSynthMemoryCellsCI fear that man never again saw the light of day. I'm so grateful I was never incarcerated.
VenariusSynthMemoryChambersCOh, Exile, I was caught up in the memory. It felt so familiar. Was it one of mine?
VenariusSynthMemoryColosseumCFrom the look of the carnage around that 'Daresso' person, I think that ancient gladiator was in for quite a surprise.
VenariusSynthMemoryControlBlocksCI don't think I was some sort of cultist... his urge toward self-destruction was overwhelming.
VenariusSynthMemoryCryptCExile... the sensation... that man recalled another memory while I was in his memory... but I couldn't see that one! Why did he leave, I wonder?
VenariusSynthMemoryDarkForestCHmm... a ritual of some sort. I do not recognise the names, though they sound Ezomyte to my ear. Silly superstitions, if you ask me.
VenariusSynthMemoryDriedLakeCExile... this is a memory I would rather not have experienced. How nauseating.
VenariusSynthMemoryDungeonCOhh, such might, Exile. I felt so strong, yet I felt I was losing control. Another memory that felt too ancient to be mine, however.
VenariusSynthMemoryFieldsCThank the Gods I'm no Ezomyte, Exile. I'd not stand for such treatment.
VenariusSynthMemoryFissureCMaligaro... that name rings a bell... was it mine? No... this memory feels too old.
VenariusSynthMemoryForestCCan such a horrible tale be true? I pray not. It is no memory of mine, of that I am certain.
VenariusSynthMemoryForestCaveCOh, my friend, these memories are sometimes too much to bear.
VenariusSynthMemoryGardenCOh, I remember this... Mother was never the same after that day. I wish I had understood at the time... I might have been able to do something.
VenariusSynthMemoryGlacierCWhat a barbaric memory. Were all Mutewind this vicious? I certainly hope I was not one of them.
VenariusSynthMemoryGraveYardCWhy is Wraeclast beset by such evils? My friend, we must find a way to protect the people.
VenariusSynthMemoryHauntCQuite the twist on that memory, Exile, but I was never a servant, nor a manor-bound spirit. At least, as far as I know...
VenariusSynthMemoryIcebergCExile! I felt a wolf's fur... whose life was that? So very different from what I expected!
VenariusSynthMemoryLibraryCThe words of the story he read were... so poignant... and yet they escape me, like sand blown from the ridge of a dune.
VenariusSynthMemoryLunarisCWe were just following orders. Hollow words. He didn't believe his own absolution.
VenariusSynthMemoryLushCraterCIf I still possessed a heart, it would now be broken. We are no strangers to the returning dead, but this was not my memory.
VenariusSynthMemoryMesaCFrom what I've seen in my time with you, Exile, the owner of that memory must have been uncommonly lucky to avoid Wraeclast's dangers. Or, seemingly, unlucky.
VenariusSynthMemoryMineshaftCSome of these events have the ring of familiarity, yet I cannot place myself in this one. I suspect it is simply too old to be mine.
VenariusSynthMemoryMoonTempleCSuch a strange evolution of beliefs... that is most assuredly not my memory. I know I was a man of conviction.
VenariusSynthMemoryMushCaveCWow... Exile... that was a very strange memory. Certainly not my own.
VenariusSynthMemoryOasisCEven if I could remember my life, Exile, I am certain no single drink would ever have tasted so good.
VenariusSynthMemoryOssuaryCI can relate to that feeling, Exile.
VenariusSynthMemoryParkCI remember this well, Exile. I remember hearing that snap in my dreams for many years.
VenariusSynthMemoryPierCI think this is one of mine, Exile. I feel it: at eight years old, I was almost exiled by mere happenstance. If my mother had not found me and gotten the Templars to release me, I would have been lost...
VenariusSynthMemoryPlateauCFrom what I've seen in my time with you, Exile, the owner of that memory must have been uncommonly lucky to avoid Wraeclast's dangers. Or, seemingly, unlucky.
VenariusSynthMemoryPoolsAndStreamsCSo peaceful. I could have dwelt in that memory forever. Alas, I do not think it belongs to me.
VenariusSynthMemoryPrisonCHow horrid! Are all people as corrupt, Exile? Thankfully I'm certain this was not me.
VenariusSynthMemoryQuarryCI don't think I was ever a slave. What did they find, I wonder?
VenariusSynthMemoryReefCI'm certain I was never exiled, and thank the Gods. What a terrible fate... oh... oh, dear. Sorry.
VenariusSynthMemoryRidgeCWhat a ghastly man. I pray it was not me.
VenariusSynthMemoryRooftopCA changing of the guard? I don't think this was me, but it feels strangely familiar.
VenariusSynthMemoryRuinedTempleCWas I a person of faith, Exile? I think... I might have been. At the very least, I remember the trappings of faith, though I cannot say to which God.
VenariusSynthMemorySanctuaryCHow curious... this feels familiar to me. What was inside the box? Perhaps another memory will tell us.
VenariusSynthMemoryScepterCExile, what a horrible moment I just experienced. I feel for whoever this memory belonged to. I'm glad it was not mine.
VenariusSynthMemorySewersCDid I lead a life of crime? I don't think so... I expect this story did not end well. The Empire was not too kind to thieves.
VenariusSynthMemorySlumsCWas I poor and hungry on the streets of Sarn? I think not, exile. This memory feels foreign to me.
VenariusSynthMemorySolarisCHe killed me. Exile! That Emperor Chitus, he cut me in half...! No, not me. I am no backstabber. I would have faced him head-on.
VenariusSynthMemorySpiderForestCOh, no! I can still feel them crawling on me!
VenariusSynthMemorySpiderThicketCAfter that memory, I think I'm afraid of spiders.
VenariusSynthMemorySwampBogCExile, this terrible memory is far too old to have been mine. Let's keep looking.
VenariusSynthMemoryThicketCOh dear, what a frightful situation. I don't think I did much midnight hiking, Exile.
VenariusSynthIncompleteMemoryRandomThere was more to that memory, I'm sure of it. We must keep looking!
VenariusSynthIncompleteMemory2That memory ended so suddenly... I wonder if perhaps we can find the whole memory somewhere.
VenariusSynthIncompleteMemory3I get the distinct impression that there's more to that memory than we've seen... Oh, I hope we find the rest of it soon!
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VenariusBossFightIntroduction1Remember me? When we're through here, you won't.
VenariusBossFightIntroduction2What secrets are you hiding in that murderous mind of yours? Let's find out.
VenariusBossFightGolemOneValdo had some ingenious designs hidden in his memories... observe!
VenariusBossFightGolemOneDefeatValdo's designs were flawed.
VenariusBossFightHumanoidOneDo you remember dying here? You will.
VenariusBossFightHumanoidOneDefeatWhat are you?
VenariusBossFightMapDeviceIn this, the realm of the past, I am King, and you will bow!
VenariusBossFightGolemTwoThis one is my own creation!
VenariusBossFightGolemTwoDefeatPlenty more where that came from.
VenariusBossFightHumanoidTwoFace your destruction!
VenariusBossFightHumanoidTwoDefeatNo! Impossible! How!?
VenariusBossFightDepartThis isn't over. This will never be over! I will unify humanity!
VenariusBossFightWormholeStartFeel the pull of the void!
VenariusBossFightWormholeGotchaYes, that's it! Death sweeps in.
VenariusBossFightWormholeDidntGotchaI will crush you!
VenariusBossFightCameraLensSin surrounds you!
VenariusBossFightMassTeleportFaith empowers!
VenariusBossFightMassTeleportCollapseBelief overwhelms!
VenariusBossFightRotatingOrbsBow!
VenariusBossFightGolemNukeHaha! Yes! Feed!
VenariusBossFightGolemNukeSlamObliterate sin!
VenariusBossFightSpinningLaserNukeCleansing flames!
VenariusBossFightSequentialArcsRepent!
VenariusBossFightLaserBarrageBe no more.
VenariusBossFightConcentratedLaserBurn away sin!
VenariusBossFightGolemShockRifleReveal your past!
VenariusBossFightGolemMassShockRifleOpen your mind to me!
VenariusGuardian1IntroIf I must destroy you before uniting mankind, I will.
VenariusGuardian2IntroYou and I were allies once, even friends. A pity.
VenariusGuardian3IntroI owe you my renewed existence, but that debt only extends so far.
VenariusGuardian4IntroI cannot allow you to impede the cause.
VenariusGuardian1DefeatWith each new murder you make mankind more vulnerable!
VenariusGuardian2DefeatEvery friendship becomes a betrayal, given enough time.
VenariusGuardian3DefeatKeep pushing me, and I'll be forced to pursue those close to you.
VenariusGuardian4DefeatI will sacrifice everything for the cause. Can you say the same?
VenariusGuardian1MinionPhaseWhat morality do you have to stand in my way?
VenariusGuardian2MinionPhaseTo think, I trusted you!
VenariusGuardian3MinionPhaseI wish I didn't know what I know now.
VenariusGuardian4MinionPhaseI will resist you to the last, because I must!
VenariusGuardian1LeftToRightWaveBegone!
VenariusGuardian1MassWaveSpiralI do this for all mankind.
VenariusGuardian1TriangleSlamCower!
VenariusGuardian1SequentialArcsRepent!
VenariusGuardian2MassProjectileOpen your mind...
VenariusGuardian2MassProjectileExplode...and be erased!
VenariusGuardian2DoubleDashI am everywhere.
VenariusGuardian2SpinSlamAnnihilate!
VenariusGuardian2EpicSlashWraeclast will serve...
VenariusGuardian2EpicSlashBlastAnd so will you!
VenariusGuardian3QuadMortarNecessary!
VenariusGuardian3QuadMortarReturnJustified!
VenariusGuardian3MassMortarObliteration!
VenariusGuardian3MassMortarReturnReturn!
VenariusGuardian3SpinningBeamsOnly a matter of time.
VenariusGuardian3VoidZoneBe still!
VenariusGuardian3RefractionBeamErasure!
VenariusGuardian4VSlamWraeclast needs me!
VenariusGuardian4LaserGunLight of salvation!
VenariusGuardian4RotatingGunDarkness surrounds us!
SynthesisTipVenariusIntroI recognise these men! That's High Templar Venarius with his guards. The other man is Valdo Caeserius. A man of science. They are building something together. Something important.
SynthesisTipVenariusDefendVenariusThat can't be right. Venarius was - is - a good man. A pious man. He would not lash out like that. No, he must have been provoked.
SynthesisTipVenariusDefendVenariusTwoValdo is shouting at him, you see? Threatening him. The High Templar has no choice!
SynthesisTipVenariusDefendVenariusThreeOh, dear! What just happened? Was that... because of me?
SynthesisTipVenariusInterruptReplyThat's ridiculous. I'm innocent. All the memories we've seen clearly prove that.
SynthesisTipVenariusNameDropReplyNo.
SynthesisTipVenariusRememberWas I... Am I...? I am the High Templar... Venarius? It's starting to make sense now. I sought power to wield against evil...
SynthesisTipVenariusRememberTwo...And I found it. Yes, this is a start. This is more than I possibly could have hoped for when I drew the blade and awoke -- yes, of course! Now I can protect Wraeclast properly.
SynthesisTipVenariusJustifyWhat am I, a monster? No, the real monsters surround us.
SynthesisTipVenariusExplainEvilDemons, child. Countless. They watch us from the darkness. They claw at the thin veil that keeps our world separated from theirs. A great tide of evil that wishes only to crash down upon us and sweep our civilisation into oblivion. But I will stand against it.
SynthesisTipVenariusConclusionOh, little one, it is you who will help me... Your memories will show what I need them to show, for the cause. Every thinking man and woman of Wraeclast will come to simply know that they must unite... under me. It is the only way to guarantee a unified defence.
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VenariusFirstMissionHow strange... I can see through your eyes. This place seems so familiar, yet... There! That strange object is important, I'm sure of it!
VenariusFirstObjectOh dear! It seems your time here is limited. Make haste! I feel the world around us dissolving!
VenariusSynthMemoryCoastASapinti went on her first fishing trip alone and did not return. When her body finally washed ashore, it looked as though it had been mummified for a thousand years. The fish did not touch her flesh.
VenariusSynthMemoryCoastBShe was perfectly preserved, but drained of her blood. We buried her, but within days the earth rejected her. Whatever killed her took root in that place. The earth soured and we had to move, abandoning her body.
VenariusSynthMemoryAcidCaveAWhy won't you let me leave? I found you so many yellow rocks... this pick is getting dull, and I'm so tired...
VenariusSynthMemoryAcidCaveBI can't... get up... stop hurting me...
VenariusSynthMemoryArchivesAI used to pride myself on taking care of these tomes, but the ancient treatises concerning the Vaal... should be burned. He's making me research for him, and the things I am reading about concern the destruction of all mankind.
VenariusSynthMemoryArchivesBI would think my fears of the end of the world ridiculous... except... it's happened before. I must run... I must flee... and take my secrets with me.
VenariusSynthMemoryAshenWoodAI awake to the sound of screaming. My eyes and throat sting. Smoke billows into the hut from outside. Something is terribly wrong. I dash outside and am confronted by a wall of heat. Smoke makes it difficult to see, but the village is in flames.
VenariusSynthMemoryAshenWoodBI run from the smoke and, to my horror, realise we are trapped. A rival tribe stands at the only exit, cutting my brothers and sisters down as they flee. We've been ambushed. I run towards the flames and leap, praying to Valako for protection.
VenariusSynthMemoryBazaarAI see you. You are here seeking answers, because you can find them only in the stories we will leave behind when Malachai and Voll cause our destruction. In this final hour, I entertain the notion that the words I write exist in some form beyond me. Do they go on as dreams? As memories?
VenariusSynthMemoryBazaarBI have the wildest notion that perhaps you will find a way to pick up scraps of memory, and you, whoever you are, will come across this one someday. If you do, I ask only this: slay Malachai. Slay him for yourself, or slay him for all the lost citizens of the Empire, but, most of all, slay him for Marylene.
VenariusSynthMemoryBeachAYou and I, we're the only ones that made it to shore... alive, anyway. This place is crawling with criminals. Find something you can defend yourself with.
VenariusSynthMemoryBeachBThat'll do for now. I thought I saw some smoke rising just north of here. Could be worth checking if there's--
VenariusSynthMemoryBellyAI take no pleasure in this. It simply must be done. Humanity's purpose has been fulfilled... in me. Within this sanctum of flesh lay the tools I shall use to reshape the world.
VenariusSynthMemoryBellyBWith this act, I sweep away the trappings of mortality, and bring about a new age. A world of Thaumaturgy, and I, its ruler. Farewell, my Gemling Queen...
VenariusSynthMemoryCaveAIt's him! He sails back to me, my Daresso! I shall sing for him. I shall show him the way.
VenariusSynthMemoryCaveBIt's my Daresso! He sails back to me! I shall sing for him, and show him the way.
VenariusSynthMemoryAntiquaryAIndexing artifact one-twelve in lot ten, an ancient jawbone. Carvings on the side attribute it to... Valako? This can't actually be the jawbone from the myth... and this... Tukohama's tooth? Hinekora's hair?
VenariusSynthMemoryAntiquaryBThese were in the archives for centuries. Are these what those thieves were after? Who would want these relics, except for followers of Kitava? But that's absurd... best not to mention the robbery attempt.
VenariusSynthMemoryArachnidTombAI'm a fool to have gotten lost here, but it was getting dark, and I thought I saw a way home. A crowd stands silently around me, their faces blank white, their bodies covered in webs.
VenariusSynthMemoryArachnidTombBThe crowd begins to shiver and shake as I creep between their bound hands. Some moan for help. Others scream as their bodies bubble, and I realise I cannot help them. Tiny spiders pour out of open wounds.
VenariusSynthMemoryBathsASometimes, we in the Brotherhood don't need to harm anyone at all. We surround Drusus in the Baths. He has a family, and that means he is vulnerable.
VenariusSynthMemoryBathsBHe doesn't even protest. He knows what this is. Wordlessly, he backs into the baths and sinks to the bottom. All that remains are the bubbles of his last breath.
VenariusSynthMemoryCanalsAThe boats are the only way out of the city! Don't you understand? The sky is burning! We have to go!
VenariusSynthMemoryCanalsBEveryone had the same idea. The crowded boats aren't moving at all. The others scream and wail. Everything begins to burn. I hold my son under the water and pray his death is quicker than mine.
VenariusSynthMemoryCausewayAWe pack up our camp just before sunrise and journey towards the capital, Azala Vaal. We hear the crowd before we see them. Word of our victory spread quickly, and even the Queen has come to meet us.
VenariusSynthMemoryCausewayBMy family has come to watch the ceremony. As I lay on the stone altar, I hear them chanting my name. It is the last thing I hear before the Queen's dagger is plunged into my chest.
VenariusSynthMemoryCaveMineAThese shiny baubles we pull out of the rock are worth more than their weight in gold, yet we hardly get paid at all! We should stop work and demand our fair share.
VenariusSynthMemoryCaveMineBDon't worry! They're just sealing the entrance as a way to intimidate us! They wouldn't dare leave a thousand men down here to die.
VenariusSynthMemoryCellsAYou can't just keep me locked up! I have rights you know! I deserve a fair trial! Hey! You hear me!?
VenariusSynthMemoryCellsBHello?! Guard!? I smell smoke! Get me out of here-- please! Don't just leave me to die! Someone please help! Please!
VenariusSynthMemoryChambersAThe Courts are burning. Accusations fly. Sinner! Heretic! I am but an initiate, and my patron urges silence. We will keep our heads down while one High Templar supplants another. It is all about power, my patron whispers, and we have none.
VenariusSynthMemoryChambersBShould an accusation fall our way, we shall be doomed to die with the other accused. Be unseen and unheard, he whispers. This is what happens when men who seek power refuse to wait. I learned a valuable lesson that day: Trust without leverage is vulnerability.
VenariusSynthMemoryColosseumAWith one motion, I cleave a man in twain. A kick sends another flying, and the roar of the crowd swells. I am their idol!
VenariusSynthMemoryColosseumBI was always meant to be at the top of the pile. Nobody else can compare. And this tiny man, this new challenger, Daresso, will fall like the rest to the might of Barkhul.
VenariusSynthMemoryControlBlocksAI wear the armor of a Templar, and I walk among the guards, but I am not one of them. My soul is Kitava's to consume.
VenariusSynthMemoryControlBlocksBThe time nears. At the appointed hour, I will open the gates... all the gates.
VenariusSynthMemoryCryptAHe wasn't a pious man, and certainly had a gambling problem, but he didn't deserve to end up like this. I feel like somebody should say something as we cover his tomb, but nobody does.
VenariusSynthMemoryCryptBThe others begin to file away while I linger by the tomb a moment. A muffled banging sounds from within, and I consider rushing to get help... but then I remember, and leave without another word.
VenariusSynthMemoryDarkForestAFarrul, lend us your eyes, that we may see past the darkness in our hearts. Fenumus, lend us your web, that we may bind our tribes together.
VenariusSynthMemoryDarkForestBCraiceann, lend us your shell, that we may hold out against our oppressors. Saqawal, lend us your feathers, that we may be carried to a better future. We call out in your name!
VenariusSynthMemoryDriedLakeASix moons have passed since the earth supped the rain. The riverbed is dry, and the lake is but a puddle. The beasts here have become desperate and dangerous.
VenariusSynthMemoryDriedLakeBThere are rumours that Lord Yriel's blood-fed crops have swelled, but the fruit they bear can send a man mad. We look to our children for the answer. A child cannot hunt, but it can still provide. The taste is hard to forget.
VenariusSynthMemoryDungeonALioneye's failure against Kaom comes as no surprise. He was always more arrogant than skilled. It is time a real man showed the Karui the might of the Eternal Empire.
VenariusSynthMemoryDungeonBShavronne assures me the process will be relatively painless and that my duties as warden can continue unhindered, but as my flesh swells and ruptures I realise I am just another test subject. At least I can fulfill my duties to the Empire before my mind--
VenariusSynthMemoryFieldsAI come here on sunny days to get away from the squalor of the streets and alleyways around my home. It is not the cutpurses that bother me. It's the city guard. Even so, a legionnaire approaches me and asks my intent in the fields.
VenariusSynthMemoryFieldsBI do not answer him, instead shaking my head and holding a finger over my lips. Better to act mute than risk being clapped in irons for the sin of being born Ezomyte.
VenariusSynthMemoryFissureAMaster's orders were clear. I am to wait here until his return. I cast my eyes to the horizon and see smoke billowing from Sarn. The city burns, and I fear my master burns with it.
VenariusSynthMemoryFissureBThe sky grows red. I hear screaming from the village by the Crossroads, but I will not abandon my post. Master will return, and I will await him. No matter how long, I will wait for Maligaro's return.
VenariusSynthMemoryForestAAnother child was taken last night, so tonight we wait, praying the demon does not return, but it does. We catch only glimpses of its grey skin beneath the moonlight. We pursue the demon on foot to the edge of the woods. The child it carries does not cry out.
VenariusSynthMemoryForestBAnaris follows closely, but I hesitate. I gather my will and leap into the shadows, tracking the demon. But I am too late. The demon and child are gone, and Anaris stands frozen, pale as the moon. He whispers something I do not hear and falls, dead. I fear we will be hunted to extinction.
VenariusSynthMemoryForestCaveAThe world is changing in dark and subtle ways around us as I run. My arms burn from the weight of my young children. The sun is turning blood red, and there's only one place of safety I can imagine.
VenariusSynthMemoryForestCaveBThe walls of the cave we huddle in tremble, but the screaming outside keeps us from fleeing into the open air. Life itself has gone mad, and the sky is burning. The children cry out for their mother, but I haven't the heart to tell them what she became in front of my eyes.
VenariusSynthMemoryGardenAA man in uniform visits. He is from the Courts. He says the Templar have alms for widows like my mother, but she must collect it in person. We go to the church, and I wait outside in the gardens. The sun is setting. I don't know how long I've been sitting here.
VenariusSynthMemoryGardenBWhen mother returns, she looks pale. Her eyes are red, and her clothes are torn. She grabs my hand, and we walk home in silence. I lie awake in bed. I hear her crying. The man comes over often after that, with toys and food, but I don't like him...
VenariusSynthMemoryGlacierARami waits at the cavern entrance for the passing aspirants. One at a time he pulls them in from the snowstorm and covers their mouth as I slice their throats. Blood stains the cavern floor.
VenariusSynthMemoryGlacierBRami pulls in the last straggler and we make quick work of her. Just we two remain. Before Rami makes this realisation, I plunge my blade into his eye. I alone will lead the Mutewind.
VenariusSynthMemoryGraveYardAAs I kneel over her grave, the night sky joins my tears. The earth becomes scattershot, stained by sputtering torchlight. She reaches out to me, and I smile...
VenariusSynthMemoryGraveYardB...until I see other lost loved ones reaching up through dirt. The rain smells like leather-grease, and my torch goes out as the first of the dead bursts free.
VenariusSynthMemoryHauntAI know I have no voice as a servant, but there is something deeply troubling here. This manor holds a dreadful presence which permeates the very air.
VenariusSynthMemoryHauntBWhen they find the third dead and disemboweled maid, I speak up, but the master of the household doesn't listen. He refuses to even look at me. It is then that I realize... I am already dead.
VenariusSynthMemoryIcebergANineteen more days in the mountains... I'll never survive, never earn my Mutewind name... I'm already starving and dying after ten... and is that... a wolf?!
VenariusSynthMemoryIcebergBKindest friend, kindred wolf. You kept me warm for nineteen days. I will return one day, when I am old, and let your descendants feast upon my remains.
VenariusSynthMemoryLibraryAI move through the stacks, seeking that one perfect moment from my youth. I once read a book here, its name lost to me, that perfectly struck the chords of my heart.
VenariusSynthMemoryLibraryBIt was as if that book was written for me, and yet, I cannot find it now. There are more tomes here than I could ever pick up and check in an entire lifetime.
VenariusSynthMemoryLunarisAI don't know much longer I can do this. Every day, we cart in the poor folk the General has rounded up for the Witch's experiments. I used to count, but I stopped at two thousand.
VenariusSynthMemoryLunarisBThis is not the career the Blackguards promised me. We're worse than monsters. Look at this place! Rivers of blood! Piles of corpses! We were just following orders...
VenariusSynthMemoryLushCraterAI don't understand. I saw Bryn die. I held him. The fever that took him was so intense... I remember the moment his body went cold. But now he lives once more.
VenariusSynthMemoryLushCraterBYet it is not truly him. I know that. A mother knows her son and this creature is not my son. It is a hollow imposter. My son's spirit is with Innocence. So I go to him at last.
VenariusSynthMemoryMesaAI've thirsted for adventure my entire life, but I suppose, at eighty-two, the most I can do now is walk along the village plateau.
VenariusSynthMemoryMesaBI dreamt of magic and adventure when I was younger. It's a shame this world isn't more exciting.
VenariusSynthMemoryMineshaftAWe're trapped down here. Though we strike it again and again, the Sekhema's seal remains unharmed. No one down here can sleep. My throat is parched, yet I feel no thirst.
VenariusSynthMemoryMineshaftBThe foreman is beginning to show signs of madness. He claims the walls, earth, and even his pick have become sticky as honey. I pray death comes for us soon, but I fear we will receive something far worse.
VenariusSynthMemoryMoonTempleALunaris, help me find calm. Help me find peace. Help me silence those who trouble me.
VenariusSynthMemoryMoonTempleBLunaris, help me destroy my enemies! Help me take what is rightfully mine!
VenariusSynthMemoryMushCaveAHelp! Please, somebody, help me! I've fallen down here! I think I've hurt my leg! Hello?! Stay calm. I'm sure someone will come soon. I'm so hungry... If I get desperate, maybe I can eat some of the mushrooms down here.
VenariusSynthMemoryMushCaveBI feel strange... my head feels like it is filled with bubbles. Are the walls breathing? The colours here are so vibrant... oh... my stomach... I'm ill. The world is spinning and, oh, my gut! What did I eat? I feel--
VenariusSynthMemoryOasisAI cannot escape the feeling that I am being cooked by the sun in a cauldron made of sand. As I dream of water, walking, dying, I see it: an oasis.
VenariusSynthMemoryOasisBI slake my thirst with chill liquid that sparkles in the sun. I dunk my head, then lie down, exhausted and exhilarated. Today, I get to live.
VenariusSynthMemoryOssuaryACenturies of my predecessors line these walls. It is the ultimate honor to rest with them, supposedly, but I have my doubts.
VenariusSynthMemoryOssuaryBHow would anyone know which bones are mine? How would anyone know that I am even here? Because I recognise none of these remains myself...
VenariusSynthMemoryParkAPeople stream down the street towards Oriath Square. I hear their shouts and cheers, and when Mother isn't looking, sneak out to join the merry crowd. Just outside the pens, a Karui boy, no older than I, stands atop the gallows.
VenariusSynthMemoryParkBI see by the sign around his neck he has been caught stealing. I swear I will not look away. But fear overtakes me. I hear the rope snap taut and the crowd cheer, but I fight back tears...
VenariusSynthMemoryPierAThe stench convenes around me thicker than the press of the vagabonds themselves. Though starving, their strength while holding on to one another is surprising. I'm trapped in a knot of ragged bodies, and the men of the Church clap me in irons despite my cries.
VenariusSynthMemoryPierBI'm not one of them! Can't you hear me? I'm not Maraketh, nor homeless, and have committed no sins. That ship is not for me! Why won't you listen?
VenariusSynthMemoryPlateauAI've thirsted for adventure my entire life, but I suppose, at eighty-two, the most I can do now is walk along the village plateau.
VenariusSynthMemoryPlateauBI dreamt of magic and adventure when I was younger. It's a shame this world isn't more exciting.
VenariusSynthMemoryPoolsAndStreamsAMy legs ache, but at last they can rest. We are two days journey from the nearest city, and the trickle of water sets me at ease. I begin to set up camp.
VenariusSynthMemoryPoolsAndStreamsBMy wife bathes naked in the stream. I appreciate her form from the banks. With any luck, we will never see another person as long as we live.
VenariusSynthMemoryPrisonAThe shackles cut into my wrists and ankles. The guards are deaf to my pleading, but I am no murderer. If I am guilty of anything, it is falling in love with the wrong person. Justice served, they claim.
VenariusSynthMemoryPrisonBThis is not justice. Any chance at justice evaporated the moment I walked into the courtroom and saw her husband held the gavel. I'm just the scapegoat. It's easy to get away with murder when you're the judge...
VenariusSynthMemoryQuarryAI strike the earth once more as I have countless times, but my strike feels unfamiliar. Instead of the crack of stone, I am met with flexing sinew. I examine my pick axe. A dark red liquid froths on its tip.
VenariusSynthMemoryQuarryBThe metal beneath rapidly corrodes. Have I found it at last? I run to alert the General. I'm told not to speak of what I found. The other slaves must continue the dig, but I am set free...
VenariusSynthMemoryReefAThe storm is bad now. The ship rocks to and fro. The other exiles exchange glances as a guard struggles to regain his footing. Then, we hit the rocks.
VenariusSynthMemoryReefBWhen I come to, I'm alone on a tiny island. Little more than a rock, really. I can't see any other land. Even Wraeclast would've been better than this.
VenariusSynthMemoryRidgeAEveryone is dead and I'm alone. The Karui swept through the watch so quickly, we didn't have a chance to flee. Men, women, even children, slaughtered. I'm lucky to be alive. But I cannot return home now. No.
VenariusSynthMemoryRidgeBI'd be branded a coward, imprisoned, and hung for desertion. I've no other choice. I must make do out in the wilds. Perhaps a farmer will take pity on me. And if not, I have my blade. I will take what I need by force.
VenariusSynthMemoryRooftopAThe last three weeks feel like they've passed in an instant. The atmosphere here since the High Templar's disappearance has been so relaxed, but, while enjoying the sun on my roof this morning, I saw the black smoke billowing from the Chamber of Innocence turn red.
VenariusSynthMemoryRooftopBThe Seneschals have at last elected a new High Templar. Rumour has it they've sought young blood. Someone who can revitalise the Templar. Someone who can bring them into the modern age. Whoever it is, he can't be worse than the last one. The bastard set us back fifty years!
VenariusSynthMemoryRuinedTempleAMy grandparents worshipped here, back when it was still a place of faith. I wonder, did the Gods ever hear them?
VenariusSynthMemoryRuinedTempleBI choose to believe the Gods did listen, and that I am here now out of that benevolence. It is the only way I can explain surviving the troubles.
VenariusSynthMemorySanctuaryAWhat is it? You know I am not to be disturbed during my communion with God. It's here? Get it to the lab immediately! I feel a rush of excitement as I review the contents of the crate.
VenariusSynthMemorySanctuaryBThe pieces, aged as they are, still hum with energy. I can feel its potential, and it fills me with hope and terror. I cannot assemble it, but I know who can. I need only apply a little pressure...
VenariusSynthMemoryScepterAI'm so very late. This is deeply embarrassing. I fear the wait will be too long now. But this is my one chance to meet the great Laureate and I will not let it go to waste!
VenariusSynthMemoryScepterBMalachai says he has perfected new techniques that will unlock the raw power hidden within the Virtue Gems. I have volunteered my body to the cause. I feel no fear, no hunger, no pleasure... nothing. I hear only his voice. I must obey...
VenariusSynthMemorySewersAWe walk in absolute silence through the murk. It's after midnight, but the streets above are still abuzz with activity. Hours pass before the streets fall silent. We emerge one by one into a pitch-black room.
VenariusSynthMemorySewersBAs I help our last out of the sewers, a flint is struck, and we are surrounded by light and gleaming imperial armour. There's a dagger at my throat. A setup. Dragged into a cell, the guards laughing. I still reek of the sewers...
VenariusSynthMemorySlumsASarn is the land of opportunity, they said. The cradle of civilisation. Pardon me if I don't feel swaddled and taken care of in this 'cradle.'
VenariusSynthMemorySlumsBIt's starve or steal, and I think I know which one I like better.
VenariusSynthMemorySolarisATonight is a celebration. On this, the night of a Thousand Ribbons, we honour Emperor Chitus for his heroic defense of our beloved capital. Long may he reign!
VenariusSynthMemorySolarisBI feel fear... and hatred. The Emperor stands before me, and I know this is my chance. I strike at him. I pierce his belly, but it is not immediately lethal. I lock eyes with the man. I watch him raise his axe...
VenariusSynthMemorySpiderForestAI'm a fool to have gotten lost here, but it was getting dark, and I thought I saw a way home. A crowd stands silently around me, their faces blank white, their bodies covered in webs.
VenariusSynthMemorySpiderForestBThe crowd begins to shiver and shake as I creep between their bound hands. Some moan for help. Others scream as their bodies bubble, and I realize I cannot help them. Tiny spiders pour out of open wounds.
VenariusSynthMemorySpiderThicketAWhere am I? What happened? I remember a massive spider coming at me, and then... huh, I'm stuck in webbing...
VenariusSynthMemorySpiderThicketBMy stomach is really rumbling... and it hurts... and it's bulging... and rippling...
VenariusSynthMemorySwampBogABeneath the summer sun we follow Tarcus in search of the promised land. Before long, hunger grips our stomachs. The doomlands take their toll. Our numbers dwindle, and discord spreads among the tribesmen.
VenariusSynthMemorySwampBogBVeruso's words quell our hearts, but not our stomachs. In the dead of night, a woman goes missing, and our hunger is abated. We reach the ruins of Azala Vaal alive, but dark deeds hide in our bellies.
VenariusSynthMemoryThicketAHe told me to meet him out here at midnight. Well, it's midnight and he isn't here, and I can hear wolves nearby. He better hurry up or I'm leaving.
VenariusSynthMemoryThicketBThat's it. I'm out of here. Now... which way did I come from? Was it this way? No. Must have been this way. Hmm... this doesn't look familiar either. None of this looks familiar, and I think I can hear the wolves coming closer...
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