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IntroductionI need your help checking and securing a map. I apologise for the intrusion, but it's somewhat urgent.
Back for more? I could use a hand turning back the tides of madness.
Every moment we spend talking is time better spent finding a way to protect our homes. Let's get to work.



_give_rewardEvery one of our forays into the Atlas makes our homes just a little bit safer. It may not mean much to you, but it means the world to me.
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.




Talk to ZanaMistakes happen. I just hope the consequences aren't too dire.

_extra_mission_infoThaumaturgically-charged Lodestones placed throughout this map were providing a stable footing for me and my former allies. They've since been knocked out of alignment. I don't think we need much guesswork to figure out who is behind it, but that's a matter for later. Right now, I need those Lodestones realigned.

_extra_mission_infoThere's a powerful presence in this map, and I think we'd be fools to leave it unchecked. Head on through and put it out of its misery before it can overcomplicate things.

_extra_mission_infoIn my attempts to evade capture by my former allies, I lost track of some maps I'd been working on. I believe at least one is in the area I'm sending you to. I don't need it back, but I do need it kept out of dangerous hands.

_extra_mission_infoFrom time to time I'd come across items of curious origin. The Elderslayers were particularly interested in such finds, often adding them to their growing arsenal. There's one such item where I'm sending you, and I need you to get to it before they do.

_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_infoThe group of exiles that slew the Elder was, unfortunately, not the first group I'd enlisted. The rest went mad or were slain much more quickly, and yet even the dead ones are still rattling around out there. I don't think they will cause much of a problem for you, unless one of my former allies gets to them first.

_extra_mission_infoThe map I'm sending you to is infested with one of the Atlas' many strange manifestations -- this time, groups of corrupted monsters. It's not integral to our defense of Oriath, but ridding the Atlas of these fiends will make our efforts at least somewhat safer.

_extra_mission_infoBy the way, I've limited the access into and out of this map. You'll only get one shot at this, I'm afraid. We simply can't risk anything or anyone coming out of that portal besides you! So, watch yourself.

_extra_mission_infoAnother thing: Someone or something is 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. Each 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 before any of our rivals do. I know they'll be hunting for it.

_extra_mission_infoThere's a strange object of Wraeclast origin in this map, and as far as I can tell, it didn't come from myself or any of my previous companions. Can you track it down? I just need to ensure we don't have yet another eager explorer like yourself making a mess.

_extra_mission_infoAs if we didn't have enough problems already, there's something trying to tear a literal hole in the fabric of reality in this map. You need to stop it, or else I think our problems will continue to multiply.

_extra_mission_infoThe area I'm sending you to was displaying some curious seismic activity. At first I thought it was a quirk of the location, but I could hear... movement... below my feet. Exile, please stabilise this location by destroying whatever it is that's causing those tremors.

_extra_mission_infoStrange anomalies spring up throughout the Atlas from time to time, tempting fools to their deaths. One such anomaly has appeared in the map I'm sending you to -- it's a gauntlet of deadly traps. I'm not sure what's at the end of it, but I don't want any of the Elderslayers getting there before you do.

_extra_mission_infoI've discovered the presence of a strange shrine in this map. Normally such things wouldn't concern me, but if one of my former allies were to discover it, it could pose a problem for us later. Get there before they do, and make sure they can't use it.

_extra_mission_infoA group of fiends is putting out a strange energy -- the sort usually associated with monsters from beyond the Atlas. I'm worried they are trying to bring something into the map. Make sure whatever it is doesn't cause us trouble.

_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: securing it before someone else with more nefarious intentions does. Whatever is in there is yours, so long as you get there first.

_extra_mission_infoThe Atlas contains many strange manifestations, the least of which are mirror-cultures of Wraeclast. I've come across a few groups of mercenaries that, if left alone, may become a real thorn in our sides. Exile, I need you to find and eliminate them.

_extra_mission_infoSomething in this next map is exhibiting some extremely strange energies, but... It's immobilised. I'm worried about what could happen if someone else gets to it before we do. And if it poses a danger, well, you know what to do.

_extra_mission_infoEven among the erratic swarms of fiends, I've accidentally stumbled across an oddity. It's strong and dangerous, and doesn't belong in this map, so please make sure it doesn't stay there either.

_extra_mission_infoThis map contains certain inexplicable entities that we Elderslayers faced a few times. They appear to be the advance scouts of an invasion from some unknown realm. I strongly suggest you do not give them time to gain a foothold in the Atlas.

_extra_mission_infoYou must think me a fool for taking so long to understand just how mad the Elderslayers have become, but... you don't know what we were up against. Look, I'm going to show you a memory of a battle against one of the Elder's guardians. Perhaps then you'll see why it wasn't so clear.

_extra_mission_infoExile, I think it's important you understand what you're up against. Words don't adequately convey just how dangerous the Elderslayers are. So to that end, I've managed to recover a memory of one of the trials they had to endure, so you can see for yourself just what they're made of. This map is identical to one they conquered on their journey to face my father, the Shaper.

_extra_mission_infoThis will no doubt sound strange, but there's a map with an odd stone monolith in it, and everything seems to indicate it's actually of Wraeclast origin. To make things even stranger, it appears to be surrounded by people from Wraeclast, except... not. I know, it sounds like nonsense. That's why I need you to see what's really going on.

_extra_mission_infoMy father was dragged into the Atlas by the High Templar Venarius. Surely you remember just how cruel and conniving he was before he "disappeared". Well, I discovered he didn't simply disappear... He was trapped and slain in the Atlas, and now his soul haunts the fragmented memories that are scattered across the Atlas. See for yourself, but... be careful.

_extra_mission_infoI've discovered a location in the Atlas with some... unique properties. Even by Atlas standards, this place is strange. I want you to check it out. It could be nothing, but I'd feel better knowing either way.

_extra_mission_infoWe may have defeated the Elder, but there are still traces of whatever cosmic force it served. Be careful of the Decay. It lingers in this map, germinating unknown dangers, so stay on high alert.

_extra_mission_infoAlas, though my father is no more, some of the maps continue to resonate with echoes of his presence. I know not what shape it may take, so be ready for anything.

_extra_mission_infoI'm not sure if it's my former allies or simply manifestations of the Atlas itself, but there are foul creatures plaguing this map, and I need them gone.

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.


NikoI'm no stranger to madness, as you know, and Niko's definitely heading down that path. The madness of the Atlas creeps up slowly and almost imperceptibly until you're too far gone to be rescued. Niko seems to be aware, to some degree, of what's happening to him, and even what the cause is, yet he continues to expose himself to it, and even craves it.

Exile, I urge you to keep an eye on him. I know I will.

EinharI've spent far more time with far worse people than Einhar. He's eccentric, sure, but his actions come from a place of love. Well, not for his game, but for us. Yes, he keeps bringing me slabs of completely inedible animal flesh, and yes, he is loud enough to draw every fiend in a ten mile radius towards us, but you can be damned sure he'll stand and fight each and every fiend that comes running.

The meat I could do without.

AlvaI worry about that girl... I don't think she fully understands what she is getting herself into. I used to be like her -- headstrong, impulsive and results-focused, and all it got me was more trouble. Alva has completely glossed over what a miracle she has access to.

NavaliIf it weren't for the surprising accuracy of Navali's predictions in Wraeclast, I'd have thought she was as mad as the exiles in the Atlas. In my experience, anyone who claims to know the future is a few cogs short of a timepiece, or they're trying to trick you.

I have to question her motives though... She claims to be an agent of Hinekora, and so far even the most benevolent of gods tend to cause utter chaos. Let alone a god of death...

JunI don't think Jun trusts me yet. When we speak, she always averts her eyes and keeps her sentences short, like she wants to leave. I've caught her staring at me too. I understand why she might be suspicious, especially given what she has been through, but... We need all the close friends we can get. We need to be able to trust each other!

What can I do to win her over?

HelenaNot long ago I would have had a tough time trusting someone like Helena. The training the Blackguards underwent borders on brainwashing, and it's tough to undo something like that. But I've learned that trust isn't about someone's past -- it's about someone's actions.

Helena's actions have gone a long way to prove just how trustworthy she is.

The ElderslayersI suppose I was a fool for thinking I could just lock us all away -- it was always only a matter of time before someone's curiosity got the better of them.

Exile, I know who you are and what you've done. I know you are strong. Capable of slaying gods! But the other exiles in the Atlas... they are beyond compare.

Yet, they must be stopped. We have a small window while they do not understand that there is a way back to Wraeclast. They are trying to find other ways out.

I've begun finding altars like this one hidden in the spaces between maps. I'm worried the others are building them as a means of escape. We need to find a way to stop them.

I'm sorry. I know you've done so much... but who else can possibly do what I ask?

These Exiles have found hidden pathways like this one. I'm not sure where they hide, but if you can find out, I can get us there. I'll be waiting in your hideout.

Searching the AtlasI don't know for sure where the exiles are hiding, but it's probably safe to assume they are going to move deeper into the Atlas to evade us. I'd suggest moving farther out in your search for them.

KiracBaran did mention he had a brother who served on a distant deployment, a career military man. I'd like to think that Kirac could bring Baran back to reality, but I think he may be too far gone. I think they all might be.

MapsNot too long ago I'd have told you that maps were a beautiful mix of science, thaumaturgy, and imagination, that I need only picture a place to conjure a path to it.

I thought them a paradise waiting to happen, but they're more like a tempting morsel sitting below a massive cage. The hunter may be no more, but all the traps are still set.

Exploring the AtlasDuring my first forays into the Atlas, I felt like every bit of progress unlocked deeper understanding about the nature of existence. Now I'm beginning to wonder if it isn't the reverse.

There are times when I feel like the Atlas is watching me, observing me, and offering me a glimpse of my desires to keep me coming back. It's as though the deeper into it I explore, the more it wraps itself around my mind.

Baran, The CrusaderLike many of those once loyal to the Templar regime, Baran held particular contempt for his former brethren. Our mutual disdain for Dominus helped us bond. We stayed up far too late on many nights, discussing where science and spirituality overlapped... and where they clashed.

While I tended to agree with Veritania's secular view that people must be responsible for their own actions, Baran was still a firm believer that trust in God was necessary for good moral judgement. Despite everything the Templar put him through, his faith was unshaken.

We didn't always see eye-to-eye, but we respected each other's positions. Of course, once the madness set in, that respect vanished, replaced by fevered argument and name-calling. As the group dwindled, he found reasons to cast doubt on each of the departed. In our last fight before the two of us went our separate ways, he accused me of being sent by a shadowy demon to draw him away from the righteous path...

And then I was alone.

Baran, The CrusaderKirac says he's pinpointed the location of an Exile Citadel. It seems they must anchor their Citadel to an existing location, which should make getting there straightforward.

I've drawn up a map that should land you there. Be careful, though. You have no idea just how strong these Exiles are.

Baran, The CrusaderKirac has located another Citadel, so I've taken the liberty of drawing up another map. Good luck out there. We're counting on you.

Veritania, The RedeemerWhen I met her, Veritania was a paradox. She was quiet and reserved to the point of reclusiveness, yet she seemed to feel compelled to help others by a humanistic moral code she'd profess by the campfire. Before, she took care of the hungry, the down-on-their-luck, the homeless, the addicted, and the enslaved alike. She was, in fact, exiled for her charity work... helping one too many mistreated Maraketh or Karui made powerful people in Oriath very angry.

As we explored the Atlas, Veritania's mind became an invaluable resource. Thanks to her, we were able to stretch our limited resources farther than I could've possibly hoped, avoiding fruitless confrontations and conserving our strength for moments that mattered most. She'd see a bad situation coming sooner than anyone, and help steer us away from it.

But her mind, like the others, soon broke beneath the weight of the Atlas, and the once-merciful Veritania became contemptuous of all we encountered. It was impossible for anyone but Drox to meet her increasingly high standards. She broke away from the group not long after we left him. The last time I saw her, she accused me of using the mysteries of Atlas as a drug to distract myself from the loss of my father. After that barb, you can imagine I'm not too eager to see her again.

Veritania, The RedeemerKirac has located another Citadel, so I've taken the liberty of drawing up another map. Good luck out there. We're counting on you.

Drox, The WarlordI've seen my fair share of combat, Exile, but never have I seen someone more comfortable on the battlefield than Drox. Though he was not our leader, he was our commander. When an impossible decision had to be made in the midst of battle, somehow, Drox always found the right path forward. He led us through numerous situations we thought fatal with an unflagging warm grin that let us know he believed in us.

But at some point, almost imperceptibly, Drox stopped making decisions for the group, and started focusing only on his new dream. His smiles turned to scowls. He remained fixated on this mad idea of building a kingdom in the Atlas. He became cold to Veritania and distant to the rest of us. All his efforts went towards securing the Atlas and establishing law. His obsession was putting us in danger, and that is something I could not tolerate.

When I led the group away from him, he either didn't notice, or didn't care.

Drox, The WarlordKirac has located another Citadel, so I've taken the liberty of drawing up another map. Good luck out there. We're counting on you.

Al-Hezmin, The HunterWhen you spend as much time in the Atlas as we did, basic survival skills no longer suffice, and it becomes necessary to master the lay of the land. That's a tall ask in a place where the land changes from day to day, and yet Al-Hezmin took to it like a rhoa to mud. I could not count the number of times he saved us from getting lost in endless twisting caverns, or spotted the tracks of a dangerous beast far sooner than the rest of us would have.

Our praise must have gone to his head, because he began to strive to be the best at all times. If Drox brought back two boars from a hunt, he needed to bring back three. In battle, he had to deal the flashiest and most devastating blows, and he had to make sure we all saw him do it.

His fixation on honing his skills was actually quite useful during our campaign against the Elder, so at the time we thought nothing of it, but... It hollowed him out in some fundamental way. He was full of bravado, yet at the same time desperately afraid of being exposed as merely second or third best. He was never unkind to me, even as the madness crept upon him, but for capable warriors like Drox that threatened his self-image... A clash was inevitable. We slipped away in the dead of night, but I doubt we've escaped a man of his talents. He's out there, lurking and watching, waiting for the best time to strike...

Al-Hezmin, The HunterKirac has located another Citadel, so I've taken the liberty of drawing up another map. Good luck out there. We're counting on you.

Sirus, The AwakenerNo... Sirus is still alive? Gods, I thought he was dead! He took the brunt of the energy released when we sealed the Elder. How did he survive?

Sirus was the leader of the group of Exiles I recruited. Brilliant and determined, and a force to be reckoned with even before we travelled the Atlas together. We... grew close. I was distraught when he vanished with the Elder. At first I thought the other Exiles were looking for him as I was, but perhaps they knew he was still alive...

I have a terrible feeling that Sirus may be tied to the madness of the others. Or perhaps he is just as mad as they are. We need to find and stop him -- if the others are looking for a way out, I'm certain he is too.

Sirus, The AwakenerI'd never have thought the others were masking Sirus's location... He'd been using them as a barrier the whole time! Listen, be sure you are ready for this. Sirus will not leave without a fight. He has spent all this time in the heart of the Atlas, growing more and more powerful. I've drawn up a map to get you to his location.

Exile, please, be careful. I really can't bear to lose any more friends.

ResearchI first started exploring the Atlas as a way to grow closer to my estranged father. I had no idea just how close I would get to him, though there was not much left of his mind by then...

Looking back, I think I was overly optimistic about what the Atlas could mean for... well, for everyone. Imagine limitless worlds, limitless resources, limitless open space in which to live.

But now I understand that it all comes at an insurmountable price. To dwell there is to leave yourself vulnerable to unspeakable madness. It's inescapable and insidious. It taps into your greatest desires, offering you a glimpse of what might be, and that temptation... it's all I could do to stop myself from falling into the same patterns as my friends...

The work we're doing is important, but it's also risky. Please, if you start to feel your sanity slip away, you need to tell me.

HideoutI'm sorry if I came across as harsh, but by entering the Atlas, you may have jeopardised all of humanity.

My name is Zana, and some time ago I took a group of exiles like yourself into the Atlas. Our task, to ensure a creature named the Elder never reached our world, was of immeasurable importance. Even though the exiles I recruited were adept combatants, the journey was difficult. Yet we succeeded. We defeated the Elder. Though we couldn't save--... we still succeeded.

I thought we were done, but... but my companions just kept... returning. Over and over again, they would enter the Atlas, wiping clean entire worlds. It wasn't about saving Oriath, or discovery, it was just... killing.

The Atlas does strange things to one's thought processes. I thought at first the madness was a symptom of the Elder, but now... it's the Atlas itself. I'm sure of it.

But these exiles are now so strong... I saw no other choice but to destroy our only way out. I sealed us all in and waited for death to find us.

Instead, I found you.

The Map DeviceThe map device Kirac assembled is very similar to the one Venarius had my father put together. My clever father managed to find a few optimisations he could make. I've taken the liberty of enhancing yours in the same way. It's nothing major, but it will help you scavenge a little more out of each map.

Baran's WatchstoneWhen Baran fled, he left a stone behind. Superficially, it resembles a virtue gem, but I don't think that's quite what it is.

When we defeated the Elder, we didn't kill it. I don't think something like that can be killed. Instead, we sealed the Elder using a device designed by my father -- a design we salvaged from physical memories of his we found. When we sealed the demon, some of my father's memories were expelled, along with those of the Elder's countless other victims. They were muddled together, completely unparsable.

These stones are what's left of the Elder's victims from across aeons. Crystallised and concentrated, and drawing the latent energies of the Atlas towards them. To hold one is to hold countless lives in your hand, to fill your mind with a maddening mix of sounds and images and emotions.

I don't know if Baran knew what he had, but I think he knew what it did. They are intoxicatingly powerful. It took all my willpower to lift my hand from the stone and step away. I can't in good conscience let you take them, but that doesn't mean we can't use them in our fight against the Elderslayers.

WatchstonesEach Watchstone contains an immense amount of information from the earliest explorers of the Atlas. As the Exiles seek to hide from us, they will undoubtedly move into deeper territories, masking their paths. But these paths are known to the souls in these stones.

I know of places in the Atlas where these stones might be used to reveal those paths. Show me on the Atlas where you want to explore more deeply, and I can use the stones to reveal locations long-hidden. Be careful, though, for these Watchstones will empower everything near them, and are certain to draw our foes out of hiding.

CorruptionI long thought corruption a phenomenon unique to Wraeclast, but you need only a passing glance at any one of the lands in the Atlas to see that something frighteningly similar, if not identical, has taken hold there.

Is it the corruption that is unique to Wraeclast, or is it the apparent lack of corruption elsewhere that's truly the rarity? Instead of lamenting the cursed continent, perhaps we should be counting our uncorrupted blessings.

OriathI returned to Oriath with one of the early survivor fleets, excited to finally have the opportunity to put my knowledge to good use. During the rebuilding effort, we stumbled across the golden device -- a device I later learned once belonged to my father.

I'd hoped that it might be useful in the resettlement effort at first, but when we discovered the Elder, it became clear that what lay beyond the device's portals was more likely to harm than help. I assembled a team in absolute secrecy, comprised of exiles who had proved their combat know-how in Wraeclast, and set to work sealing the Elder away. We were successful. The relief I felt... it was indescribable. But...

The Atlas is a dangerous place. It assaults both body and mind. It makes Wraeclast seem positively tame. My team, my friends, they were deeply affected by the journey. The allure of power finally caused them to lose their grip on reality.

And it was only a matter of time until I joined them.

OriathMy home... Our home... It's... it's just... gone. After everything it has been through, I still thought Oriath could recover, could become the place I always hoped it would be...

Now...? Now it's just ash. There's not even enough rubble left for us to scavenge through.

Sirus, why did you have to--...?

I'm sorry, Exile. I should be happy. I should be thanking you for your help. I should be focused on the future. But I don't even know where to begin. Oriath, and the people who were in it, are scattered to the wind. We'll just... keep going, I suppose. What else can we do? Perhaps we can settle here... Stay in one place for a change.

But at least you're done now, right, Exile? You'll leave the Atlas alone... right?

Citadel MovedUnfortunately, we've lost track of one of the Exile citadels. You'll have to hunt it down again. I'm sure Kirac could be of help there.

Citadel OccupiedI have some good news and some bad news. The Watchstones we placed in the Atlas have been captured by one of the Elderslayers. The good news is Kirac can now track the location of this Elderslayer. The bad news, they are not going to give up the stones without a fight.

CraftingWhile you've been pursuing the exiles, I've been tinkering with the map device. I've added some new functionality. I've set it up so you can try it out immediately, but after that you'll need to provide some reagents.

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 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.

IntroductionI'm sorry if I came across as harsh, but by entering the Atlas, you may have jeopardised all of humanity.

My name is Zana, and some time ago I took a group of exiles like yourself into the Atlas. Our task, to ensure a creature named the Elder never reached our world, was of immeasurable importance. Even though the exiles I recruited were adept combatants, the journey was difficult. Yet we succeeded. We defeated the Elder. Though we couldn't save--... we still succeeded.

I thought we were done, but... but my companions just kept... returning. Over and over again, they would enter the Atlas, wiping clean entire worlds. It wasn't about saving Oriath, or discovery, it was just... killing.

The Atlas does strange things to one's thought processes. I thought at first the madness was a symptom of the Elder, but now... it's the Atlas itself. I'm sure of it.

But these exiles are now so strong... I saw no other choice but to destroy our only way out. I sealed us all in and waited for death to find us.

Instead, I found you.

IntroductionDo you have any idea what you've done!? No one was meant to ever come back here. No one was ever meant to even know this place existed! Your brash stupidity may have just doomed everyone back home!

We need to talk, but it isn't safe here. Follow me through this portal.

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 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__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__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.


Hideout Doodads /196 ⍟

Hideout Doodads /196 ⍟

MasterNameMaster LevelCost
ZanaCave Treasure735890
ZanaFlag735890
ZanaAmplifier Chair735890
ZanaOriath Army Barrel3710
ZanaOriath Supply Crate3710
ZanaOriath Weapons Crate2380
ZanaOriath Supplies41220
ZanaOriath Armour Crate43170
ZanaDead Oriath Soldier Elite41220
ZanaDead Oriath Soldier3710
ZanaDead Oriath Soldier Sitting3710
ZanaDead Oriath Soldier Pieces3710
ZanaDead Oriath Soldier Pile64090
ZanaDead Ribbon2860
ZanaDead Guardian31860
ZanaDead Sentinel31860
ZanaCandelabrum2860
ZanaLounge Chair56760
ZanaDining Chair56760
ZanaBook Shelf56760
ZanaStudy Desk715320
ZanaDressing Table3710
ZanaCabinet43170
ZanaBird Cage735890
ZanaBroken Painting3710
ZanaGilded Book Shelf610720
ZanaTemple Chair2860
ZanaTemple Divider43170
ZanaDrawing Table56760
ZanaHanging Lamp610720
ZanaTemple Mat31860
ZanaOrnate Banner56760
ZanaOrnate Basin1910
ZanaBook Pile1380
ZanaLong Table41220
ZanaTemple Stool1380
ZanaTea Set64090
ZanaGilded Tools Board64090
ZanaOrnate Chair34400
ZanaTemple Sofa31860
ZanaLarge Sofa Bed625560
ZanaStanding Lamp43170
ZanaGilded Table47490
ZanaGilded Stocks47490
ZanaGilded Cradle47490
ZanaGilded Spiked Chair34400
ZanaGilded Cage34400
ZanaGilded Bastinado34400
ZanaGilded Iron Maiden516020
ZanaGilded Scavenger's Daughter2860
ZanaExperiment Table735890
ZanaTorture Urn715320
ZanaBlackguard Infantry Tent43170
ZanaBlackguard Officer Tent735890
ZanaCatapult Ball735890
ZanaDark Vessel22040
ZanaGolden Vessel22040
ZanaGolden Arch735890
ZanaSmall Bird Cage516020
ZanaMedium Bird Cage735890
ZanaLarge Bird Cage735890
ZanaBronze Piping2860
ZanaExtraction Device34400
ZanaFloral Chair610720
ZanaLordly Chair715320
ZanaTriclinium610720
ZanaDining Table735890
ZanaSide Table735890
ZanaGolden Bust47490
ZanaGolden Statue47490
ZanaMedium Golden Statue516020
ZanaLarge Golden Statue735890
ZanaTemple Arch516020
ZanaGolden Offering Statue635890
ZanaGolden Chest516020
ZanaGolden Sparkles715320
ZanaLetters of Exile735890
ZanaGolden Bars516020
ZanaRed Carpet43170
ZanaTemple Pillar610720
ZanaColumns735890
ZanaTemple Desk610720
ZanaGilded Torture Table625560
ZanaPillars and Flag625560
ZanaTemple Throne735890
ZanaSand Tracks64090
ZanaArena Flowers715320
ZanaFlower Pot64090
ZanaPillar Debris52570
ZanaThin Column610720
ZanaDoor Frame610720
ZanaClassical Wall Decoration56760
ZanaSplintered Wood3710
ZanaRail Post41220
ZanaLabyrinth Rosette52570
ZanaGarden Statue625560
ZanaCircular Column625560
ZanaSanctum Statue735890
ZanaFrozen Tree735890
ZanaVerdant Tree735890
ZanaOriathan Books2380
ZanaCourthouse Bench31860
ZanaCourthouse Bust52570
ZanaCourthouse Armchair34400
ZanaInterrogation Tools34400
ZanaDominus Portrait75830
ZanaInterrogation Chair43170
ZanaJustice Statue735890
ZanaReading Desk56760
ZanaCourthouse Side Table31860
ZanaCoffee Table43170
ZanaCourt Bookcase610720
ZanaTemplar Rug41220
ZanaCourthouse Desk56760
ZanaJury Stand610720
ZanaCourthouse Table56760
ZanaWriting Desk56760
ZanaBurned Books52570
ZanaBurned Chair52570
ZanaBurned Rug52570
ZanaBurned Bookcase64090
ZanaBurned Desk64090
ZanaOrnate Planter610720
ZanaPlant Pot56760
ZanaOriath Statue735890
ZanaBathhouse Rug56760
ZanaBathhouse Mosaic625560
ZanaTower Archway516020
ZanaBrick Archway56760
ZanaTower Debris52570
ZanaWooden Planks1380
ZanaSky Shrine Wall715320
ZanaSky Shrine Door715320
ZanaSky Shrine Mosaic715320
ZanaSky Shrine Pillar715320
ZanaSky Shrine Rubble52570
ZanaBroken Barricade52570
ZanaBridge Debris41220
ZanaLantern Post41220
ZanaSummoning Circle47490
ZanaBroken Pole52570
ZanaRamshackle Crate52570
ZanaCorpse Cart610720
ZanaCorpse Crane735890
ZanaRamshackle Wall610720
ZanaArched Gateway735890
ZanaCathedral Debris64090
ZanaCathedral Podium735890
ZanaCathedral Tiles52570
ZanaComfy Chair735890
ZanaDead Slave41220
ZanaSlave Gallows735890
ZanaIce Blocks2330
ZanaImage of Catarina777540
ZanaImage of Elreon777540
ZanaImage of Haku777540
ZanaImage of Leo777540
ZanaImage of Tora777540
ZanaImage of Vagan777540
ZanaImage of Vorici777540
ZanaIncense Burner22040
ZanaInnocence Altar34400
ZanaInnocence Bench1910
ZanaInnocence Candelabra31860
ZanaInnocence Candle1140
ZanaInnocence Shrine47490
ZanaInnocence Side Table22040
ZanaInnocence Statue735890
ZanaInnocence Statue Pedestal625560
ZanaInnocence Tomb625560
ZanaKitchen Cabinet56760
ZanaOriath Barrels1140
ZanaOriath Brazier52570
ZanaOriath Guard Shed735890
ZanaOriath Ladder41220
ZanaOriath Lantern3710
ZanaOriath Rubble64090
ZanaOriath Scaffolding715320
ZanaPhoenix Vent75830
ZanaPohutukawa Tree735890
ZanaPortal Parts625560
ZanaSnow Drift2330
ZanaTemplar Barricade52570
ZanaTemplar Corpse41220
ZanaTemplar Experiment Table1140
ZanaTemplar Torture Table625560
ZanaWicker Basket3710
ZanaWooden Bucket41220
ZanaWounded Slave52570
ZanaKitava Skull655070
ZanaArena Petals41220
ZanaBlocking Volume2140
ZanaWater Plane3330
ZanaTemplar Courts Ground2330
ZanaLioneye's Watch Ground2330
ZanaWood Ground2330
Crafting Bench /24 ⍟

Crafting Bench /24 ⍟

IDModRequireItemClassesUnlock
Zanamap_item_drop_quantity_+% [1]Map, Map FragmentLevel 1
Zanamap_item_drop_quantity_+% [2]Map, Map FragmentLevel 3
Zanamap_item_drop_quantity_+% [3]Map, Map FragmentLevel 5
Zanamap_item_drop_quantity_+% [4]Map, Map FragmentLevel 7
Zanamap_item_drop_quantity_+% [5]Map, Map FragmentLevel 9
Zanamap_item_drop_quantity_+% [6]Map, Map FragmentLevel 11
Zanamap_item_drop_quantity_+% [7]Map, Map FragmentLevel 13
Zanamap_item_drop_quantity_+% [8]Map, Map FragmentLevel 15
ZanaFortune Favours the Brave3x Chaos OrbMapLevel 5
Zanamap_item_drop_quantity_+% [0]
Area is inhabited by 12 additional Rogue Exiles
map_ignore_rogue_exile_rarity_bias [1]
map_set_league_category [2]
map_extra_content_weighting [1]
MapLevel 1
ZanaArea contains 10 additional packs with a Rare monster
Rare Monsters each have a Nemesis Mod
map_set_league_category [6]
map_extra_content_weighting [1]
MapLevel 1
ZanaArea contains 6 extra Shrines
map_set_league_category [5]
map_extra_content_weighting [1]
MapLevel 1
ZanaMagic Monster Packs each have a Bloodline Mod
map_set_league_category [12]
Area contains 6 additional Magic Monster packs
map_extra_content_weighting [1]
MapLevel 1
ZanaSlaying Enemies in a kill streak grants Rampage bonuses
map_set_league_category [9]
20% increased Quantity of Items found in this Area
MapLevel 1
ZanaArea contains 6 extra Strongboxes
map_set_league_category [7]
map_extra_content_weighting [1]
MapLevel 1
ZanaArea can contain Mysterious Harbingers
Area contains 4 extra Harbingers
map_set_league_category [23]
map_extra_content_weighting [1]
MapLevel 1
Zanamap_set_league_category [18]
Area contains 5 additional Perandus Chests
Area contains Cadiro Perandus
map_extra_content_weighting [1]
MapLevel 1
ZanaAreas can contain Abysses
Area contains an additional Abyss
map_set_league_category [24]
map_extra_content_weighting [1]
2x Chaos OrbMapLevel 2
ZanaArea contains 2 extra Shrines
map_set_league_category [5]
map_extra_content_weighting [1]
2x Chaos OrbMapLevel 4
ZanaMagic Monster Packs each have a Bloodline Mod
map_set_league_category [12]
Area contains 3 additional Magic Monster packs
map_extra_content_weighting [1]
3x Chaos OrbMapLevel 6
ZanaArea contains 5 additional packs with a Rare monster
Rare Monsters each have a Nemesis Mod
map_set_league_category [6]
map_extra_content_weighting [1]
4x Chaos OrbMapLevel 9
ZanaSlaying Enemies close together has a 15% chance to attract monsters from Beyond
map_set_league_category [10]
map_extra_content_weighting [1]
5x Chaos OrbMapLevel 12
Zanamap_set_league_category [31]
map_blight_league [1]
Area contains an additional Blight Encounter
map_extra_content_weighting [1]
8x Chaos OrbMapLevel 15
Zanamap_affliction_league [1]
map_set_league_category [33]
Areas contain a mirror of Delirium
16x Chaos OrbMapLevel 16
Zana Directory /376 ⍟

Zana Directory /376 ⍟

CodeNameAudio
ZanaMissionIntroI need your help checking and securing a map. I apologise for the intrusion, but it's somewhat urgent.
MissionStrDexInt0GiveQuest2There is plenty of work to be done, and who knows how long before we all vanish into the void. Let's get to work.
ZanaMissionCompleteEvery one of our forays into the Atlas makes our homes just a little bit safer. It may not mean much to you, but it means the world to me.
ZanaMissionFailedMistakes happen. I just hope the consequences aren't too dire.
MissionStrDexInt1Failed1Mistakes happen. I just hope the consequences aren't too dire.
MissionStrDexInt1RewardedI'm busy. Let's talk later.
MissionStrDexInt1GiveQuestBack for more? I could use a hand turning back the tides of madness.
MissionStrDexInt1GiveRewardAgain, 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.
MissionStrDexInt2GiveQuest1Whatever 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.
MissionStrDexInt2GiveQuest2Every moment we spend talking is time better spent finding a way to protect our homes. Let's get to work.
MissionStrDexInt2GiveQuest3Darkness looms on the horizon and we need to stop it. Let's get ready to work.
MissionStrDexInt2GiveQuest4Back for more? I could use a hand turning back the tides of madness.
MissionStrDexInt2GiveRewardEvery successful expedition buys us a little more time. I just hope it's enough.
MissionStrDexInt2Rewarded1What you saw out there is... not a good sign. I need some time to think it over.
MissionStrDexInt2Rewarded2I'm glad you're so eager to help, but I need more time to work out the next step.
MissionStrDexInt2Rewarded3It's unwise to rush into places unknown so quickly. Let me formulate a plan, then we'll talk.
MissionStrDexInt2Rewarded4Your job for now is done. Go get some rest, and I'll figure out what's next.
MissionStrDexInt3GiveReward1I was wrong to ever doubt you when we met, exile.
MissionStrDexInt3GiveReward2Fantastic! Let's just hope it makes a difference.
MissionStrDexInt3GiveReward3Wraeclast's survival is a race against time. A race I think we can win.
MissionStrDexInt3GiveReward4I think we're on the brink of a breakthrough.
ZanaLabIntroMy 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.
ZanaUseMapDeviceThis 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.
ZanaGiveAtlasHow 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.
ZanaOnVoriciI know out here a quick kill solves a lot of problems, but Vorici's eagerness is... unsettling. Plus, he looks at me like I'm another one of his marks.
ZanaOnToraWhen I utilise my map device, I usually have a pretty good idea of what's on the other side. But I will never know any place the way Tora knows Wraeclast.
ZanaOnCatarinaWhat can I say? I admire Catarina's... resourcefulness. I think it's all a bit unnecessary, and how she can bear the smell is beyond me, but I admire it all the same.
ZanaOnVaganHe's handsome, charming, and a good dancer. And he knows it. Vagan is a piece of work, alright.
ZanaOnElreonWhat Elreon says and what I've seen... Well, they just don't add up, do they? Don't bother trying to convince him though. Debating with him is about as pleasant as a stroll through Sarn's sewers.
ZanaOnHakuWell, let me put it this way. Haku once asked me if I could make the map device's portals wide enough for an army to march through. That's not a road I want to go down.
ZanaOnExileMy 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.
ZanaOnKitavaGood 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.
ZanaOnRebuildingGood 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.
ZanaWildAttentionStill sane, exile?
ZanaWildUpTo2I really appreciate the help. There's a lot out there I don't understand, but two minds may be able to make sense of it all.

Meet me in the Eternal Laboratory. We have much to discuss.
ZanaWildUpTo3Bizarre. The more we uncover, the more questions are raised. I think we need to consider establishing some sort of base of operations. Look for me once you're back on familiar soil. I've got a proposal for you.
ZanaWildLevelUp1The more we learn, the more we question.
ZanaWildLevelUp2We have only just begun to pull back the curtain that obscures the nature of existence.
ZanaWildLevelUp3Bizarre. The more we uncover, the more questions are raised. I think we need to consider establishing some sort of base of operations. Look for me once you're back on familiar soil. I've got a proposal for you.
ZanaWildLevelUp4I don't presume to know your motivations for helping me. Honestly, it doesn't even matter, since if you didn't, there's a good chance we'd be wiped off the face of the continent. But I'm glad you're here anyway!
ZanaUpTo2HideoutI 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?
ZanaUpTo3I've been thinking. We've been seeing a lot of strange things out there, and without a safe place to call home, it can all start to affect one's sanity. Fortunately, I have a nice little place that's out of the way, with enough room for the both of us... maybe more. Interested?
ZanaUpTo3HideoutI've been thinking. We've been seeing a lot of strange things out there, and without a safe place to call home, it can all start to affect one's sanity. Your home here is... well, it's fine, but it never hurts to have options.

I have a nice little place that's out of the way, with enough room for the both of us... maybe more. Interested?
ZanaUpTo4I don't presume to know your motivations for helping me. Honestly, it doesn't even matter, since if you didn't, there's a good chance we'd be wiped off the face of the continent. But I'm glad you're here anyway!
ZanaUpTo5You know, even if our very existence weren't at risk, I think I'd still enjoy this work.
ZanaUpTo6My father once told me: You cannot examine a shadow by shining a light on it. I'm finally beginning to understand what he meant.
ZanaUpTo7I've been thinking lately: You can't truly find yourself if you are never lost. The deeper we get, the less I think I understand myself or where I come from...
ZanaUpTo8Do you remember when we first met? The godslayer, so full of confidence... But I wasn't sure you'd make it out there.

I thought I knew everything I would ever need to know. I thought I was ready to go out and make the world my playground, but living amongst my father's books and papers prepared me no more than someone who spent years gazing out a window. Knowledge can only be tested when it is put to use.

Thank you for helping me test my knowledge. I have learnt just how much there is left to learn.
ZanaDismissHideoutStay sane, exile.
ZanaCreateHideoutLet me give you the grand tour...
ZanaHideoutDemoWith a handful of torches, a bookshelf, perhaps a nice little reading nook, this place could be very homey indeed.
ZanaHideoutDemoSelectedI think this will work out nicely for us. There's even room for a few friends.
ZanaInviteHideoutI think this will work out nicely for us. There's even room for a few friends.
ZanaHideoutGiveCraftI'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.
ZanaOnMapsNot too long ago I'd have told you that maps were a beautiful mix of science, thaumaturgy, and imagination, that I need only picture a place to conjure a path to it.

I thought them a paradise waiting to happen, but they're more like a tempting morsel sitting below a massive cage. The hunter may be no more, but all the traps are still set.
ZanaHideoutDailyWhile you're here, I've got a favour to ask of you. Follow me, and I'll fill you in on the details.
ZanaMissionUniqueMapI've discovered a location in the Atlas with some... unique properties. Even by Atlas standards, this place is strange. I want you to check it out. It could be nothing, but I'd feel better knowing either way.
ZanaMissionTagThaumaturgically-charged Lodestones placed throughout this map were providing a stable footing for me and my former allies. They've since been knocked out of alignment. I don't think we need much guesswork to figure out who is behind it, but that's a matter for later. Right now, I need those Lodestones realigned.
ZanaMissionKillBossThere's a powerful presence in this map, and I think we'd be fools to leave it unchecked. Head on through and put it out of its misery before it can overcomplicate things.
ZanaMissionFindMapIn my attempts to evade capture by my former allies, I lost track of some maps I'd been working on. I believe at least one is in the area I'm sending you to. I don't need it back, but I do need it kept out of dangerous hands.
ZanaMissionFindUniqueFrom time to time I'd come across items of curious origin. The Elderslayers were particularly interested in such finds, often adding them to their growing arsenal. There's one such item where I'm sending you, and I need you to get to it before they do.
ZanaMissionAnotherMissionI'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.
ZanaMissionKillExilesThe group of exiles that slew the Elder was, unfortunately, not the first group I'd enlisted. The rest went mad or were slain much more quickly, and yet even the dead ones are still rattling around out there. I don't think they will cause much of a problem for you, unless one of my former allies gets to them first.
ZanaMissionKillMonstersThe map I'm sending you to is infested with one of the Atlas' many strange manifestations -- this time, groups of corrupted monsters. It's not integral to our defense of Oriath, but ridding the Atlas of these fiends will make our efforts at least somewhat safer.
ZanaMissionCompleteLabTrialStrange anomalies spring up throughout the Atlas from time to time, tempting fools to their deaths. One such anomaly has appeared in the map I'm sending you to -- it's a gauntlet of deadly traps. I'm not sure what's at the end of it, but I don't want any of the Elderslayers getting there before you do.
ZanaMissionKillWarbandThe Atlas contains many strange manifestations, the least of which are mirror-cultures of Wraeclast. I've come across a few groups of mercenaries that, if left alone, may become a real thorn in our sides. Exile, I need you to find and eliminate them.
ZanaMissionFindDivCardSomething 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 before any of our rivals do. I know they'll be hunting for it.
ZanaMissionFindVaalFragmentThere's a strange object of Wraeclast origin in this map, and as far as I can tell, it didn't come from myself or any of my previous companions. Can you track it down? I just need to ensure we don't have yet another eager explorer like yourself making a mess.
ZanaMissionOpenMonolithSomething in this next map is exhibiting some extremely strange energies, but... It's immobilised. I'm worried about what could happen if someone else gets to it before we do. And if it poses a danger, well, you know what to do.
ZanaMissionDarkshrineI've discovered the presence of a strange shrine in this map. Normally such things wouldn't concern me, but if one of my former allies were to discover it, it could pose a problem for us later. Get there before they do, and make sure they can't use it.
ZanaMissionKillInvasionBossEven among the erratic swarms of fiends, I've accidentally stumbled across an oddity. It's strong and dangerous, and doesn't belong in this map, so please make sure it doesn't stay there either.
ZanaMissionBeyondA group of fiends is putting out a strange energy -- the sort usually associated with monsters from beyond the Atlas. I'm worried they are trying to bring something into the map. Make sure whatever it is doesn't cause us trouble.
ZanaMissionOpenUniqueStrongboxI'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: securing it before someone else with more nefarious intentions does. Whatever is in there is yours, so long as you get there first.
ZanaMissionExtraNoDyingLeavingBy the way, I've limited the access into and out of this map. You'll only get one shot at this, I'm afraid. We simply can't risk anything or anyone coming out of that portal besides you! So, watch yourself.
ZanaMissionExtraTimeLimitAnother thing: Someone or something is 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.
ZanaMissionExtraTimeLimitIncreasesThere'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. Each 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.
ZanaMissionExtraTimeLimitFindAlso, 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.
ZanaShaperFightHalfFather, it's me! Let me help you!
ZanaShaperFightQuarterThey lie to you, Father. I'm your true memory!
ZanaGoToLabBefore 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.
ZanaArchitectQuestThese 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.
ZanaArchitectCompleteI'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.
ZanaShaperClueThat 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.
ZanaOnWatchersOfDecayI'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?
ZanaMemoryEaterQuestThis... 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.
ZanaMemoryEaterCompleteThis... 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.
ZanaOnElderIt 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...
ZanaOnVictimsI'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.
ZanaRequiemQuestExile, 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.
ZanaRequiemQuestUpdateThe 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.
ZanaOnDeliveredMemoryFragment2A fragment of my Father's memory! Even then, the Atlas called to him. Please, take this for your help...
ZanaOnDeliveredMemoryFragment3Another fragment! So, like a temptress, the dreamlands seduced him... Oh, yes - forgive me. For you, Exile.
ZanaOnDeliveredMemoryFragment4More 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.
ZanaOnDeliveredMemoryFragment5This fragment, I remember! I saw how his work consumed him... Please, take this, and don't be overwhelmed by this place.
ZanaOnDeliveredMemoryFragment6Another memory! Could this Shade be the creature we saw? Here's your bounty, now let's continue our search!
ZanaOnDeliveredMemoryFragment7A 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.
ZanaOnDeliveredMemoryFragment8Ah yes, another memory. Uncle Eramir. I wonder, what ever happened to him? Perhaps with you in my pocket, we'll soon find out?
ZanaOnDeliveredMemoryFragment9A 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!
ZanaOnDeliveredMemoryFragment10A hopeful memory perhaps? I wonder what this invention of my fathers could be? Oh yes, here's your reward.
ZanaOnDeliveredMemoryFragment11Another sad fragment. Venarius was a cruel and petty master. Here's a gift for a job well done.
ZanaOnDeliveredMemoryFragment12More 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.
ZanaOnDeliveredMemoryFragment13Another fragment... That bastard... Here is what you are owed Exile, now let's end this already. I am sick of remembering.
ZanaOnDeliveredMemoryFragment14An 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.
ZanaOnDeliveredMemoryFragment15This... 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.
ZanaOnTheShaperIt'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.
ZanaOnBookOfMemoriesMy 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.
ZanaInTheShapersRealmI 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.
ZanaInTheShapersRealmWithoutAllMemoriesI 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?
ZanaKillingShaperWithoutMemoriesHe'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.
ZanaOnFathersMemoriesHis 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.
ZanaShaperKeyQuestWhat 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.
ZanaShaperKeyQuestRewardYou'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.
ZanaCosmicArcanaQuestThis 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...
ZanaOnCosmicArcanaI 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.
ZanaBeforeFinalFightIt'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.
ZanaAfterBanishingElderWe 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.
ZanaOnResearchI first started exploring the Atlas as a way to grow closer to my estranged father. I had no idea just how close I would get to him, though there was not much left of his mind by then...

Looking back, I think I was overly optimistic about what the Atlas could mean for... well, for everyone. Imagine limitless worlds, limitless resources, limitless open space in which to live.

But now I understand that it all comes at an insurmountable price. To dwell there is to leave yourself vulnerable to unspeakable madness. It's inescapable and insidious. It taps into your greatest desires, offering you a glimpse of what might be, and that temptation... it's all I could do to stop myself from falling into the same patterns as my friends...

The work we're doing is important, but it's also risky. Please, if you start to feel your sanity slip away, you need to tell me.
ZanaOnReturnToOriathI returned to Oriath with one of the early survivor fleets, excited to finally have the opportunity to put my knowledge to good use. During the rebuilding effort, we stumbled across the golden device -- a device I later learned once belonged to my father.

I'd hoped that it might be useful in the resettlement effort at first, but when we discovered the Elder, it became clear that what lay beyond the device's portals was more likely to harm than help. I assembled a team in absolute secrecy, comprised of exiles who had proved their combat know-how in Wraeclast, and set to work sealing the Elder away. We were successful. The relief I felt... it was indescribable. But...

The Atlas is a dangerous place. It assaults both body and mind. It makes Wraeclast seem positively tame. My team, my friends, they were deeply affected by the journey. The allure of power finally caused them to lose their grip on reality.

And it was only a matter of time until I joined them.
ZanaOnCorruptionI long thought corruption a phenomenon unique to Wraeclast, but you need only a passing glance at any one of the lands in the Atlas to see that something frighteningly similar, if not identical, has taken hold there.

Is it the corruption that is unique to Wraeclast, or is it the apparent lack of corruption elsewhere that's truly the rarity? Instead of lamenting the cursed continent, perhaps we should be counting our uncorrupted blessings.
ZanaMissionFindTheBreachAs if we didn't have enough problems already, there's something trying to tear a literal hole in the fabric of reality in this map. You need to stop it, or else I think our problems will continue to multiply.
ZanaMissionKillHarbingersThis map contains certain inexplicable entities that we Elderslayers faced a few times. They appear to be the advance scouts of an invasion from some unknown realm. I strongly suggest you do not give them time to gain a foothold in the Atlas.
ZanaMissionCompleteAbyssThe area I'm sending you to was displaying some curious seismic activity. At first I thought it was a quirk of the location, but I could hear... movement... below my feet. Exile, please stabilise this location by destroying whatever it is that's causing those tremors.
ZanaMissionExtraShaperInfluenceAlas, though my father is no more, some of the maps continue to resonate with echoes of his presence. I know not what shape it may take, so be ready for anything.
ZanaMissionExtraElderInfluenceWe may have defeated the Elder, but there are still traces of whatever cosmic force it served. Be careful of the Decay. It lingers in this map, germinating unknown dangers, so stay on high alert.
ZanaElderBossCompleteSo that was the Elder... what terrible, monstrous power! We must find a way to defeat it, exile. We seem to have driven it from this world. There must be a way to defeat it for good...
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ZanaSynthOnNikoI'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.
ZanaSynthOnEinharWhen 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.
ZanaSynthOnAlvaAs 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.
ZanaSynthOnNavaliNavali'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.
ZanaSynthOnJunI'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.
ZanaSynthOnHelenaI 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.
ZanaSynthOnCavasWhat a strange entity you found, Exile. Completely devoid of memory, yet cognisant, and even driven... I hope to find the time to really get to know him, but I've been so caught up with the happenings out in the Atlas.

Perhaps I'll join you on one of your memory ventures soon.
ZanaSynthAfterCavasEventI 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.
ZanaQuestMapReward1Fantastic work, Exile. Here, take one of these. It will help us continue to pursue that entity.
ZanaQuestMapReward2We have to keep laying the pressure on him. Here, this should help.
ZanaQuestMapReward3As long as he keeps running, we'll keep chasing. Here, take this, and be careful out there.
ZanaQuestMapReward4He's retreating deeper into the Atlas. We must keep up the chase! Use this wisely.
ZanaQuestMapReward5We're cornering him now, Exile. He must be running out of tricks. Keep pushing onwards!
ZanaSynthIncompleteMemoryRandomInteresting... It seems as though there may be more to that memory. We'll have to keep looking!
ZanaSynthIncompleteMemory2I think perhaps that isn't the whole story... Let's keep looking.
ZanaSynthIncompleteMemory3There's more to that memory, I just know it. Perhaps we'll find the rest somewhere else.
ZanaSynthFailedMemoryRandomI'm sorry Exile, that memory is gone. We were just not quick enough.
ZanaSynthFailedMemory2Oh... We were just too slow to save that memory... At least Venarius won't get his hands on it.
ZanaSynthMemoryFullWe'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...
ZanaSynthVenariusDefeatedI don't know that we will ever be able to truly destroy Venarius, Exile, but we can prevent him from taking away people's autonomy. We didn't ask for this duty, but it is our duty all the same, for if we don't stop him, who will?
ZanaSynthVenariusDefeatedAltIt's funny... I thought once we finally defeated Venarius I would feel happy... Instead I feel frustrated. Frustrated that a man like that was able to lead the Templar. Frustrated that he took my father from me. Frustrated that he released that entity into the Atlas... Frustrated that after all we've done, dangers still lurk out there. When will it stop, Exile? When will we finally be safe?
ZanaSynthMemoryAcidCaveCMonsters... To use a child like that... The Eternal Empire was truly cruel.
ZanaSynthMemoryAshenWoodCWhat devious maliciousness. War truly brings out the worst in people, doesn't it. It's clear to me this belongs to some unfortunate Karui.
ZanaSynthMemoryBazaarCThat 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryBeachCUgh, my neck feels stiff. Was that you, Exile? You were in that memory, though looking a little worse for wear!
ZanaSynthMemoryBellyCUgh, 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?
ZanaSynthMemoryCaveCWas that Merveil? That poor woman. Somewhere within her monstrous form lived the woman she once was. What a terrible curse.
ZanaSynthMemoryChambersCExile! 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryFissureCA memory from someone close to the Inquisitor. How exciting! I bet there are many historians who would be interested in such a find.
ZanaSynthMemoryForestCCould it be...? Exile, this sounds just like the entity hunting my father. But... the memory is so old. How is this possible?
ZanaSynthMemoryGardenCI think... I think this is a memory from Venarius. How horrible. Why would he want to join an organisation like this?
ZanaSynthMemoryMushCaveCWell, I'm not sure whose memory that was, but it's safe to say you shouldn't eat mushrooms you don't know.
ZanaSynthMemoryCoastCHmm, this memory seems too ancient to have belonged to Venarius.
ZanaSynthMemoryDungeonCI 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?
ZanaSynthMemoryParkCWas that Venarius as a child? I think perhaps it was... society has not changed much since he was young.
ZanaSynthMemoryPierCThis was almost certainly one of the High Templar's memories. In fact, I think this was not long before he spoke to my father!
ZanaSynthMemoryPier2CA 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryPrisonCThe 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryQuarryCThis must have been one of the Eternal slaves... an Ezomyte, maybe. But sinew beneath stone? What could that be?
ZanaSynthMemoryAntiquaryCA 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?
ZanaSynthMemoryArchivesCI'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryBathsCYou know what I find most disturbing about this memory, Exile? None of the bystanders so much as lifted a finger to help poor Drusus.
ZanaSynthMemoryCaveMineCHuman beings seem to believe the world has an inherent decency. It cost those men their lives.
ZanaSynthMemoryChambers2CYou know all too well how little true justice the Templar meted out. I hope you at least got to argue your case.
ZanaSynthMemoryCryptCI wish I could tell you what he remembered, Exile. It seems these memories have their limits.
ZanaSynthMemoryDarkForestCSo 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryFieldsCIt'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryGlacierCThat was quite a brutal memory. You know, I'd never dare ask her, but is Jun Mutewind?
ZanaSynthMemoryGraveYardCGods, the terror that gripped him in those final moments. I hope I never feel that again!
ZanaSynthMemoryHauntCExile, how does a ghost form memories without a brain? It seems there's much more left to discover in this world.
ZanaSynthMemoryIcebergCI never knew barren mountains could be so beautiful.
ZanaSynthMemoryLibraryCSo 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLunarisCJust following orders... spineless little--! How many lives were lost because someone wouldn't stand up for what's right? Wouldn't think for themselves?
ZanaSynthMemoryMineshaftCIt seems the mines of Highgate were sealed before everyone could be evacuated... what a terrible fate...
ZanaSynthMemoryMoonTempleCSomewhere in history, the old religions lost their way. Or perhaps this is the journey every religion takes eventually...
ZanaSynthMemoryOasisCAt long last, a memory that didn't make me want to curl up into a ball and weep!
ZanaSynthMemoryRooftopCThat was Dominus' ascension to power. I remember seeing the smoke from the orphanage... it was so soon after my father's disappearance.
ZanaSynthMemorySanctuaryCExile, who was that? How did he come to have pieces of the map device? Were they then delivered to my father?
ZanaSynthMemoryScepterCUgh, I feel disgusting after that. Even within that memory I could feel Malachai's presence wrapping around my mind like grasping little fingers.
ZanaSynthMemorySewersCThere are times, Exile, when I wish those memories weren't so vivid. Sometimes I don't need to know what a memory smells like.
ZanaSynthMemorySolarisCI 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.
ZanaSynthMemorySpiderForestCExile, if you ever find me trapped in webbing like that... put me out of my misery.
ZanaSynthMemorySwampBogCHow horrible... the founders of Sarn! Not such a promising start.
ZanaSynthMemoryThicketCHuh... I've never felt lost like that before... I didn't care for it. I think I prefer knowing exactly where I stand.
ZanaSynthMemoryCausewayCI saw her, Exile... I saw the Queen of the Vaal! She had such a terrible presence...
ZanaSynthMemoryDriedLakeCThey ate-- Gods, Exile...! I feel sick to my stomach.
ZanaSynthMemoryCellsCAfter everything that has happened, this one hits too close to home.
ZanaSynthMemoryLushBeachCliffCShe leapt, Exile. I felt her fall. What terrible anguish she felt...
ZanaSynthMemoryRidgeCIt's hard to feel pity for a man like that, desperate as he was.
ZanaSynthMemoryPoolsAndStreamsCIt's not all doom and gloom, Exile. It's worth remembering that.
ZanaSynthMemoryReefCJust goes to show, even as the world around us lays in ruins, things could always be worse.
ZanaSynthMemoryForestCaveCHow horrible... I wonder what ever happened to those children. Perhaps it's better not to know.
ZanaSynthMemoryForestCanalsCThe most horrible thing is, I'm certain that parent was doing their child a mercy.
ZanaSynthMemoryRuinedTempleCKnowing what we now know about the gods, I think we can safely say benevolence was not the cause.
ZanaSynthMemorySpiderThicketCUgh, what a horrid way to die. Exile, if you ever find me in that state, you know what to do, right?
ZanaSynthMemoryCitySlumsCWith 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryDaressoCHa! We know how that ended, don't we?
ZanaSynthMemoryPlateauCAh, what I would give for a boring life...
ZanaSynthMemoryControlBlocksCBastard... 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryOssuaryCConfronting one's mortality is always troubling, isn't it? I believe Venarius would not be so humble as the owner of this memory.
ZanaSynthMemoryCanalsCThat was... deeply uncomfortable to witness.
ZanaSynthMemoryReef2CRoth? Could it be-- no, that is simply too much of a coincidence. Still, I can't help but wonder...
ZanaSynthMemoryArachnidTombCExile, if you ever find me trapped in webbing like that... put me out of my misery.
ZanaSynthMemoryColosseumCHa! We know how that ended, don't we?
ZanaSynthMemoryLushCraterCShe leapt, Exile. I felt her fall... What terrible anguish she felt...
ZanaSynthMemoryMesaCAh, what I would give for a boring life...
ZanaInitialAttentionYou... idiot! What are you doing!?
ZanaIntroductionDo you have any idea what you've done!? No one was meant to ever come back here. No one was ever meant to even know this place existed! Your brash stupidity may have just doomed everyone back home!

We need to talk, but it isn't safe here. Follow me through this portal.
ZanaQuestI suppose I was a fool for thinking I could just lock us all away -- it was always only a matter of time before someone's curiosity got the better of them.

Exile, I know who you are and what you've done. I know you are strong. Capable of slaying gods! But the other exiles in the Atlas... they are beyond compare.

Yet, they must be stopped. We have a small window while they do not understand that there is a way back to Wraeclast. They are trying to find other ways out.

I've begun finding altars like this one hidden in the spaces between maps. I'm worried the others are building them as a means of escape. We need to find a way to stop them.

I'm sorry. I know you've done so much... but who else can possibly do what I ask?

These Exiles have found hidden pathways like this one. I'm not sure where they hide, but if you can find out, I can get us there. I'll be waiting in your hideout.
ZanaGoCornerI don't know for sure where the exiles are hiding, but it's probably safe to assume they are going to move deeper into the Atlas to evade us. I'd suggest moving farther out in your search for them.
ZanaSirusDiscoveredNo... Sirus is still alive? Gods, I thought he was dead! He took the brunt of the energy released when we sealed the Elder. How did he survive?

Sirus was the leader of the group of Exiles I recruited. Brilliant and determined, and a force to be reckoned with even before we travelled the Atlas together. We... grew close. I was distraught when he vanished with the Elder. At first I thought the other Exiles were looking for him as I was, but perhaps they knew he was still alive...

I have a terrible feeling that Sirus may be tied to the madness of the others. Or perhaps he is just as mad as they are. We need to find and stop him -- if the others are looking for a way out, I'm certain he is too.
ZanaSirusLocationI'd never have thought the others were masking Sirus's location... He'd been using them as a barrier the whole time! Listen, be sure you are ready for this. Sirus will not leave without a fight. He has spent all this time in the heart of the Atlas, growing more and more powerful. I've drawn up a map to get you to his location.

Exile, please, be careful. I really can't bear to lose any more friends.
ZanaGuardianMapsExile, I think it's important you understand what you're up against. Words don't adequately convey just how dangerous the Elderslayers are. So to that end, I've managed to recover a memory of one of the trials they had to endure, so you can see for yourself just what they're made of. This map is identical to one they conquered on their journey to face my father, the Shaper.
ZanaElderGuardianMapsYou must think me a fool for taking so long to understand just how mad the Elderslayers have become, but... you don't know what we were up against. Look, I'm going to show you a memory of a battle against one of the Elder's guardians. Perhaps then you'll see why it wasn't so clear.
ZanaSynthesisMapsMy father was dragged into the Atlas by the High Templar Venarius. Surely you remember just how cruel and conniving he was before he "disappeared". Well, I discovered he didn't simply disappear... He was trapped and slain in the Atlas, and now his soul haunts the fragmented memories that are scattered across the Atlas. See for yourself, but... be careful.
ZanaLegionMonolithThis will no doubt sound strange, but there's a map with an odd stone monolith in it, and everything seems to indicate it's actually of Wraeclast origin. To make things even stranger, it appears to be surrounded by people from Wraeclast, except... not. I know, it sounds like nonsense. That's why I need you to see what's really going on.
ZanaOnNikoI'm no stranger to madness, as you know, and Niko's definitely heading down that path. The madness of the Atlas creeps up slowly and almost imperceptibly until you're too far gone to be rescued. Niko seems to be aware, to some degree, of what's happening to him, and even what the cause is, yet he continues to expose himself to it, and even craves it.

Exile, I urge you to keep an eye on him. I know I will.
ZanaOnEinharI've spent far more time with far worse people than Einhar. He's eccentric, sure, but his actions come from a place of love. Well, not for his game, but for us. Yes, he keeps bringing me slabs of completely inedible animal flesh, and yes, he is loud enough to draw every fiend in a ten mile radius towards us, but you can be damned sure he'll stand and fight each and every fiend that comes running.

The meat I could do without.
ZanaOnAlvaI worry about that girl... I don't think she fully understands what she is getting herself into. I used to be like her -- headstrong, impulsive and results-focused, and all it got me was more trouble. Alva has completely glossed over what a miracle she has access to.
ZanaOnNavaliIf it weren't for the surprising accuracy of Navali's predictions in Wraeclast, I'd have thought she was as mad as the exiles in the Atlas. In my experience, anyone who claims to know the future is a few cogs short of a timepiece, or they're trying to trick you.

I have to question her motives though... She claims to be an agent of Hinekora, and so far even the most benevolent of gods tend to cause utter chaos. Let alone a god of death...
ZanaOnJunI don't think Jun trusts me yet. When we speak, she always averts her eyes and keeps her sentences short, like she wants to leave. I've caught her staring at me too. I understand why she might be suspicious, especially given what she has been through, but... We need all the close friends we can get. We need to be able to trust each other!

What can I do to win her over?
ZanaOnHelenaNot long ago I would have had a tough time trusting someone like Helena. The training the Blackguards underwent borders on brainwashing, and it's tough to undo something like that. But I've learned that trust isn't about someone's past -- it's about someone's actions.

Helena's actions have gone a long way to prove just how trustworthy she is.
ZanaOnBaranLike many of those once loyal to the Templar regime, Baran held particular contempt for his former brethren. Our mutual disdain for Dominus helped us bond. We stayed up far too late on many nights, discussing where science and spirituality overlapped... and where they clashed.

While I tended to agree with Veritania's secular view that people must be responsible for their own actions, Baran was still a firm believer that trust in God was necessary for good moral judgement. Despite everything the Templar put him through, his faith was unshaken.

We didn't always see eye-to-eye, but we respected each other's positions. Of course, once the madness set in, that respect vanished, replaced by fevered argument and name-calling. As the group dwindled, he found reasons to cast doubt on each of the departed. In our last fight before the two of us went our separate ways, he accused me of being sent by a shadowy demon to draw him away from the righteous path...

And then I was alone.
ZanaOnVeritaniaWhen I met her, Veritania was a paradox. She was quiet and reserved to the point of reclusiveness, yet she seemed to feel compelled to help others by a humanistic moral code she'd profess by the campfire. Before, she took care of the hungry, the down-on-their-luck, the homeless, the addicted, and the enslaved alike. She was, in fact, exiled for her charity work... helping one too many mistreated Maraketh or Karui made powerful people in Oriath very angry.

As we explored the Atlas, Veritania's mind became an invaluable resource. Thanks to her, we were able to stretch our limited resources farther than I could've possibly hoped, avoiding fruitless confrontations and conserving our strength for moments that mattered most. She'd see a bad situation coming sooner than anyone, and help steer us away from it.

But her mind, like the others, soon broke beneath the weight of the Atlas, and the once-merciful Veritania became contemptuous of all we encountered. It was impossible for anyone but Drox to meet her increasingly high standards. She broke away from the group not long after we left him. The last time I saw her, she accused me of using the mysteries of Atlas as a drug to distract myself from the loss of my father. After that barb, you can imagine I'm not too eager to see her again.
ZanaOnDroxI've seen my fair share of combat, Exile, but never have I seen someone more comfortable on the battlefield than Drox. Though he was not our leader, he was our commander. When an impossible decision had to be made in the midst of battle, somehow, Drox always found the right path forward. He led us through numerous situations we thought fatal with an unflagging warm grin that let us know he believed in us.

But at some point, almost imperceptibly, Drox stopped making decisions for the group, and started focusing only on his new dream. His smiles turned to scowls. He remained fixated on this mad idea of building a kingdom in the Atlas. He became cold to Veritania and distant to the rest of us. All his efforts went towards securing the Atlas and establishing law. His obsession was putting us in danger, and that is something I could not tolerate.

When I led the group away from him, he either didn't notice, or didn't care.
ZanaOnAl-HezminWhen you spend as much time in the Atlas as we did, basic survival skills no longer suffice, and it becomes necessary to master the lay of the land. That's a tall ask in a place where the land changes from day to day, and yet Al-Hezmin took to it like a rhoa to mud. I could not count the number of times he saved us from getting lost in endless twisting caverns, or spotted the tracks of a dangerous beast far sooner than the rest of us would have.

Our praise must have gone to his head, because he began to strive to be the best at all times. If Drox brought back two boars from a hunt, he needed to bring back three. In battle, he had to deal the flashiest and most devastating blows, and he had to make sure we all saw him do it.

His fixation on honing his skills was actually quite useful during our campaign against the Elder, so at the time we thought nothing of it, but... It hollowed him out in some fundamental way. He was full of bravado, yet at the same time desperately afraid of being exposed as merely second or third best. He was never unkind to me, even as the madness crept upon him, but for capable warriors like Drox that threatened his self-image... A clash was inevitable. We slipped away in the dead of night, but I doubt we've escaped a man of his talents. He's out there, lurking and watching, waiting for the best time to strike...
ZanaOnKiracBaran did mention he had a brother who served on a distant deployment, a career military man. I'd like to think that Kirac could bring Baran back to reality, but I think he may be too far gone. I think they all might be.
ZanaHideoutOnExperience2During my first forays into the Atlas, I felt like every bit of progress unlocked deeper understanding about the nature of existence. Now I'm beginning to wonder if it isn't the reverse.

There are times when I feel like the Atlas is watching me, observing me, and offering me a glimpse of my desires to keep me coming back. It's as though the deeper into it I explore, the more it wraps itself around my mind.
ZanaPostSirusMy home... Our home... It's... it's just... gone. After everything it has been through, I still thought Oriath could recover, could become the place I always hoped it would be...

Now...? Now it's just ash. There's not even enough rubble left for us to scavenge through.

Sirus, why did you have to--...?

I'm sorry, Exile. I should be happy. I should be thanking you for your help. I should be focused on the future. But I don't even know where to begin. Oriath, and the people who were in it, are scattered to the wind. We'll just... keep going, I suppose. What else can we do? Perhaps we can settle here... Stay in one place for a change.

But at least you're done now, right, Exile? You'll leave the Atlas alone... right?
ZanaCitadelFoundKirac says he's pinpointed the location of an Exile Citadel. It seems they must anchor their Citadel to an existing location, which should make getting there straightforward.

I've drawn up a map that should land you there. Be careful, though. You have no idea just how strong these Exiles are.
ZanaCitadelFound2Kirac has located another Citadel, so I've taken the liberty of drawing up another map. Good luck out there. We're counting on you.
ZanaCitadelMovedUnfortunately, we've lost track of one of the Exile citadels. You'll have to hunt it down again. I'm sure Kirac could be of help there.
ZanaEncounterSirusSirus, please, we want to help you. Don't do anything hasty.
ZanaEncounterSirusTwoNo, don't -
ZanaEncounterSirusThreeKirac!
ZanaEncounterSirusFourExile, go. I'll stay with Kirac. Get Sirus out of Oriath. Go!
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ZanaEncounterSirusSixKirac, now!
ZanaEncounterSirusSevenI'm sorry... Sirus... This was all my fault. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry.
ZanaCraftUnlockedWhile you've been pursuing the exiles, I've been tinkering with the map device. I've added some new functionality. I've set it up so you can try it out immediately, but after that you'll need to provide some reagents.
ZanaMissionGenericI'm not sure if it's my former allies or simply manifestations of the Atlas itself, but there are foul creatures plaguing this map, and I need them gone.
ZanaBackInHideoutI'm sorry if I came across as harsh, but by entering the Atlas, you may have jeopardised all of humanity.

My name is Zana, and some time ago I took a group of exiles like yourself into the Atlas. Our task, to ensure a creature named the Elder never reached our world, was of immeasurable importance. Even though the exiles I recruited were adept combatants, the journey was difficult. Yet we succeeded. We defeated the Elder. Though we couldn't save--... we still succeeded.

I thought we were done, but... but my companions just kept... returning. Over and over again, they would enter the Atlas, wiping clean entire worlds. It wasn't about saving Oriath, or discovery, it was just... killing.

The Atlas does strange things to one's thought processes. I thought at first the madness was a symptom of the Elder, but now... it's the Atlas itself. I'm sure of it.

But these exiles are now so strong... I saw no other choice but to destroy our only way out. I sealed us all in and waited for death to find us.

Instead, I found you.
ZanaWatchstoneFoundWhen Baran fled, he left a stone behind. Superficially, it resembles a virtue gem, but I don't think that's quite what it is.

When we defeated the Elder, we didn't kill it. I don't think something like that can be killed. Instead, we sealed the Elder using a device designed by my father -- a design we salvaged from physical memories of his we found. When we sealed the demon, some of my father's memories were expelled, along with those of the Elder's countless other victims. They were muddled together, completely unparsable.

These stones are what's left of the Elder's victims from across aeons. Crystallised and concentrated, and drawing the latent energies of the Atlas towards them. To hold one is to hold countless lives in your hand, to fill your mind with a maddening mix of sounds and images and emotions.

I don't know if Baran knew what he had, but I think he knew what it did. They are intoxicatingly powerful. It took all my willpower to lift my hand from the stone and step away. I can't in good conscience let you take them, but that doesn't mean we can't use them in our fight against the Elderslayers.
ZanaWatchstoneExplanationEach Watchstone contains an immense amount of information from the earliest explorers of the Atlas. As the Exiles seek to hide from us, they will undoubtedly move into deeper territories, masking their paths. But these paths are known to the souls in these stones.

I know of places in the Atlas where these stones might be used to reveal those paths. Show me on the Atlas where you want to explore more deeply, and I can use the stones to reveal locations long-hidden. Be careful, though, for these Watchstones will empower everything near them, and are certain to draw our foes out of hiding.
ZanaWatchstonesCapturedI have some good news and some bad news. The Watchstones we placed in the Atlas have been captured by one of the Elderslayers. The good news is Kirac can now track the location of this Elderslayer. The bad news, they are not going to give up the stones without a fight.
ZanaOnMapDeviceThe map device Kirac assembled is very similar to the one Venarius had my father put together. My clever father managed to find a few optimisations he could make. I've taken the liberty of enhancing yours in the same way. It's nothing major, but it will help you scavenge a little more out of each map.
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ZanaElderBossWarningTo me, exile! Quickly!
SynthesisTipZanaInterruptApologies for the intrusion, Exile, but when we found my father's memory fragment, I thought we could explore it with Cavas' help... Now I know what a mistake that would have been. Cavas has altered this memory and he has likely been altering many others.
SynthesisTipZanaProvokeOneOf course they do. You've made sure of that. You're no stranger to rewriting history... High Templar.
SynthesisTipZanaProvokeTwoYes.
SynthesisTipZanaPleaStop! Can't you see what you're doing?
SynthesisTipZanaPleaTwo... protect Wraeclast...?
SynthesisTipZanaJustifyReplyAnd what does that mean?
SynthesisTipZanaPleasThreeThen we're on the same side. The entity that fed on your memories is doing the same thing to my father. Help us stop it!
SynthesisTipZanaFleeWe won't let you get away!
ZanaSynthCavasEventAApologies for the intrusion, Exile, but when we found my father's memory fragment, I thought we could explore it with Cavas' help... Now I know what a mistake that would have been. Cavas has altered this memory and he has likely been altering many others.
ZanaSynthCavasEventBOf course they do... you've made sure of that. You're no stranger to rewriting history... High Templar.
ZanaSynthCavasEventCOh, yes.
ZanaSynthCavasEventDStop! Can't you see what you're doing?
ZanaSynthCavasEventE... Protect Wraeclast?
ZanaSynthCavasEventFAnd what does that mean?
ZanaSynthCavasEventGThen we are on the same side. The entity that fed on your memories is doing the same thing to my father. Help us stop it!
ZanaSynthUnstableElderRandomExile, to me! That thing is about to explode!
ZanaSynthUnstableElder2It's too unstable, Exile! Come here! Quickly!
ZanaSynthElderLastPhaseExile, it's almost ready! Just a little longer.
ZanaSynthElderSealingFor the men and women who died fighting you...
For the children you fed upon...
I banish you to the void between voids!
May you never be free!
ZanaSynthElderBulletHellI'm hurt - I can't protect you right now!
ZanaSynthElderProtectMeProtect me while I seal the portal!
ZanaSynthRosesBloom!
ZanaSynthSpaceSlashBegone!
ZanaSynthBeamI've got your back, Exile!
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ZanaShaperFightDeathI'm so sorry father. I'm so sorry it came to this.
ZanaUberElderMidFather, no!
ZanaUberElderIntroExile, do something!
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ZanaShaperGauntletRandomHe's injured, but not for long. We need to get back!
ZanaShaperGauntlet2He's recovering! We need to find a way back, quickly!
ZanaShaperGauntlet3He's trying to recover. Hurry! Let's find a way back!
ZanaSynthMemoryAcidCaveABreaking rocks to mine voltaxic sulphite... but I'm so small...
ZanaSynthMemoryAcidCaveBSuch pain... such despair... I'm going to die down here, and I never even had the chance to know what life was.
ZanaSynthMemoryAshenWoodAI awake to the sound of screaming. My eyes and throat sting. Smoke billows into the hut from the 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryAshenWoodBI flee from the smoke and, to my horror, realise we're 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryBazaarAI see you. You are 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?
ZanaSynthMemoryBazaarB I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryBeachAYou 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryBeachBThat'll do for now. I thought I saw some smoke rising just north of here. Could be worth checking if there's--
ZanaSynthMemoryBellyAI 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryBellyBWith 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...
ZanaSynthMemoryCaveAIt's him! He sails back to me, my Daresso! I shall sing for him. I shall show him the way. Come, my love. Come to me. We shall be together at last.
ZanaSynthMemoryCaveBNo, turn away! Don't listen to my singing, you'll die upon the rocks! Turn away...! Turn away... Turn away...
ZanaSynthMemoryChambersAThe 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's all about power, my patron whispers, and we have none.
ZanaSynthMemoryChambersBShould 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryFissureAMaster'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryFissureBThe 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...
ZanaSynthMemoryForestAAnother child was taken last night, so tonight we wait, praying the demon does not return, but it does. It soars through the air and passes through the wall of the hut. We catch only a glimpse 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryForestBAnaris follows closely, but I hesitate out of fear. I gather my will and I leap into the shadows, tracking the demon by the tendrils left in its wake. 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 understand and falls, dead. I fear we will be hunted to extinction.
ZanaSynthMemoryGardenAA 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 together, and I wait outside in the gardens. The sun is setting. I don't know how long I've been sitting here.
ZanaSynthMemoryGardenBMother comes from around the rear. She looks pale. Her eyes are red, and her clothes are torn. She doesn't look at me but she grabs my hand. We walk home in silence. I lay awake in bed. I hear her crying. The man comes over often after that, with toys and food, but I don't like him...
ZanaSynthMemoryMushCaveAHelp! 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryMushCaveBI 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--
ZanaSynthMemoryCoastASapinti 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryCoastBShe 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryDungeonAHa! Lioneye'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryDungeonBShavronne assures me that my 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--
ZanaSynthMemoryParkAPeople stream down the street towards Oriath Square. I hear their shouts and cheers, and when my 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryParkBI 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 the tears...
ZanaSynthMemoryPierAOut of sight, out of mind. No one speaks of the cursed land anymore. That has made it quite simple to send our smugglers out in search of powerful Eternal artefacts.
ZanaSynthMemoryPierBWe knew of the gems, but we did not know of what Malachai called his 'muse.' The smugglers have returned with rubbings of the device they found. They call it 'miraculous.' I know a thing or two about miracles, so I will be the judge of that.
ZanaSynthMemoryPier2AThe 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 am trapped in a knot of ragged bodies, and the men of the Church clap me in irons despite my cries.
ZanaSynthMemoryPier2BI am not one of them! Can't you hear me? I'm not Maraketh, nor homeless, and I have committed no sins. That ship is not for me! Why won't you listen?!
ZanaSynthMemoryPrisonAThe 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. Ugh! Justice served, they claim.
ZanaSynthMemoryPrisonBThis is not justice. Any chance of 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryQuarryAI 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryQuarryBThe 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 to dig, but I am set free.
ZanaSynthMemoryAntiquaryAIndexing artefact 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?
ZanaSynthMemoryAntiquaryBThese 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryArchivesAI 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'm reading about concern the destruction of all mankind.
ZanaSynthMemoryArchivesBI 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryBathsASometimes, 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's vulnerable.
ZanaSynthMemoryBathsBHe 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryCaveMineAThese 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryCaveMineBDon't worry! They're just sealing the entrance as a way to intimidate us! They wouldn't dare leave a thousand men down here just to die.
ZanaSynthMemoryChambers2AThe defendant is accused of Unlawful Avarice, Pecuniary Sloth, two counts of resisting Templar authority, Civil Envy, and one count of pandering.
ZanaSynthMemoryChambers2BYou have been found guilty by the power of the Court, and will hereby be exiled to Wraeclast as penance for your sins.
ZanaSynthMemoryCryptAHe 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryCryptBThe 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryDarkForestAFarrul, 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryDarkForestBCraiceann, 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!
ZanaSynthMemoryFieldsAI come here on sunny days to get away from the squalor of the streets and alleyways around my home. It's not the cutpurses that bother me. It's the city guard. Even so, a legionnaire approaches me and asks me my intent in the fields.
ZanaSynthMemoryFieldsBI 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryGlacierARami 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryGlacierBRami 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryGraveYardAAs 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...
ZanaSynthMemoryGraveYardB...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 breaks free.
ZanaSynthMemoryHauntAI 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryHauntBWhen 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 realise... I am already dead...
ZanaSynthMemoryIcebergANineteen 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?!
ZanaSynthMemoryIcebergBKindest 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLibraryAI 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLibraryBIt 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLunarisAI 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLunarisBThis 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...
ZanaSynthMemoryMineshaftAWe'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryMineshaftBThe 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryMoonTempleALunaris, help me find calm. Help me find peace. Help me silence those who trouble me!
ZanaSynthMemoryMoonTempleBLunaris, help me destroy my enemies! Help me take what is rightfully mine!
ZanaSynthMemoryOasisAI 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryOasisBI 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryRooftopAThe 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryRooftopBThe 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. Bastard set us back fifty years!
ZanaSynthMemorySanctuaryAWhat is it? You know I am not to be disturbed during my communion with God-- it's here? Well get it to the lab immediately, and do not disturb me again, lest I take your head!
ZanaSynthMemorySanctuaryBI feel a rush of excitement as I review the contents of the crate. The 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...
ZanaSynthMemoryScepterAI am so very late. This is deeply embarrassing. I fear the wait will be too long now. But this is the one chance I get to meet the great Laureate and I will not let it go to waste!
ZanaSynthMemoryScepterBMalachai 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 only hear his voice. I must obey...
ZanaSynthMemorySewersAWe 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.
ZanaSynthMemorySewersBAs 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...
ZanaSynthMemorySolarisATonight 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!
ZanaSynthMemorySolarisBI 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...
ZanaSynthMemorySpiderForestAI'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.
ZanaSynthMemorySpiderForestBThe crowd begins to shiver and shake as I creep between their bound hands. Some moan for help. Others scream. As their bodies bubble, I realise I cannot help them. Tiny spiders pour out of open wounds.
ZanaSynthMemorySwampBogABeneath 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 amongst the tribesmen.
ZanaSynthMemorySwampBogBVeruso'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryThicketAHe 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryThicketBThat'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 hear the wolves coming closer...
ZanaSynthMemoryCausewayAWe 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryCausewayBMy family has come to watch the ceremony. As I lay on the stone altar, I hear them chanting my name. It's the last thing I hear before the Queen's dagger is plunged into my chest.
ZanaSynthMemoryDriedLakeASix 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryDriedLakeBThere 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryCellsAYou can't just keep me locked up! I have rights you know! I deserve a fair trial! Hey! You hear me!?
ZanaSynthMemoryCellsBHello?! Guard!? I smell smoke! Get me out of here-- please! Don't just leave me to die! Someone please help! Please!
ZanaSynthMemoryLushBeachCliffAI 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLushBeachCliffBYet 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryRidgeAEveryone is dead and I am 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryRidgeBI'd be branded a coward, imprisoned, and hung for desertion. I have no 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryPoolsAndStreamsAMy 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryPoolsAndStreamsBMy 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryReefAThe 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryReefBWhen 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryForestCaveAThe 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryForestCaveBThe walls of the cave we huddle in tremble. The screaming outside keeps us from fleeing into the open air. Life 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryForestCanalsAThe boats are the only way out of the city! Don't you understand? The sky is burning! We have to go!
ZanaSynthMemoryForestCanalsBEveryone 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryRuinedTempleAMy grandparents worshipped here, back when it was still a place of faith. I wonder, did the gods ever hear them?
ZanaSynthMemoryRuinedTempleBI 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.
ZanaSynthMemorySpiderThicketAWhere am I? What happened? I remember a massive spider coming at me, and then... huh, I'm stuck in webbing...
ZanaSynthMemorySpiderThicketBMy stomach is really rumbling... and it hurts... and it's bulging... and rippling...
ZanaSynthMemoryCitySlumsASarn is the city of opportunity, they said. The cradle of civilisation. Pardon me if I don't feel swaddled and taken care of in this 'cradle.'
ZanaSynthMemoryCitySlumsBIt's starve or steal. I think I know which one I like better.
ZanaSynthMemoryDaressoAWith one motion, I cleave a man in twain. A kick sends another flying, and the roar of the crowd swells. I am their idol!
ZanaSynthMemoryDaressoBI 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryPlateauAI'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryPlateauBI dreamt of magic and adventure when I was younger. It's a shame this world isn't more exciting.
ZanaSynthMemoryControlBlocksAI 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryControlBlocksBThe time nears. At the appointed hour, I will open the gates... all the gates.
ZanaSynthMemoryOssuaryACenturies of my predecessors line these walls. It is supposedly the ultimate honor to rest with them, but I have my doubts.
ZanaSynthMemoryOssuaryBHow would anyone know which bones are mine? How would anyone know that I am even here? Because I recognise none of these remains myself...
ZanaSynthMemoryCanalsAI feel very nervous. Am I sweating? I think I'm sweating. I hope she doesn't notice how much I'm sweating. Oh no, she looked at me. She can definitely see how sweaty I am. I should say something. Your face is good?! Why would you say that!?
ZanaSynthMemoryCanalsBShe laughed at you. Now she's gonna tell all the women in Sarn how stupid and useless you are. You're gonna die alone. Wait... is she-- she's holding your hand! You did it! Your face is good! Classic line. Works every time.
ZanaSynthMemoryReef2AThis is not good. I can't believe I fell asleep. Now I'm in the middle of the bloody ocean without a bloody paddle. Micah, you stupid shite. Why couldn't you just follow the bloody captain's orders?
ZanaSynthMemoryReef2BNow you've gone and got yourself killed. Unless... what is that? Is that a ship on the horizon? It looks like Roth's! Long as he doesn't hold a grudge, I'm saved!
ZanaSynthMemoryArachnidTombAI'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryArachnidTombBThe crowd begins to shiver and shake as I creep between their bound hands. Some moan for help. Others scream. As their bodies bubble, I realize I cannot help them. Tiny spiders pour out of open wounds.
ZanaSynthMemoryColosseumAWith one motion, I cleave a man in twain. A kick sends another flying, and the roar of the crowd swells. I am their idol!
ZanaSynthMemoryColosseumBI 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLushCraterAI 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLushCraterBYet 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryMesaAI'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryMesaBI dreamt of magic and adventure when I was younger. It's a shame this world isn't more exciting.
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