TRAVELLER KNOWLEDGE

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The Atlas cannot react. It does not react. It is all noise, yet it is wordless. Its voice is the entire universe.

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The Atlas created all life, and the Sentinels defended it, searching for anomalies within that creation. That they annih

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The Atlas cries out again.

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The Atlas is dying. It wants me to reset it, to plunge myself through its interface at the centre of the galaxy. But to

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The Atlas is unknowable. A mind too alien to comprehend.There is nothing to indicate it is even aware of my presence.

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The Atlas says nothing. The interface orb beats like a tremendous heart.

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The Atlas shows me the lost intelligence of Korvax Prime: thriving, falling.Waiting, blind and alone. Her children stran

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The Atlas was silent in the face of their sin. They would – zzkkt – hear the voice of God, and in their agony they would

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The Autophage flickers, dying sparks lighting up its eyes. Whatever information was preserved within its circuits is bur

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The Autophage is fired up by this choice of word. Their eyes glint vengefully.

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The Autophage looks uncomfortable. They make a strange rasping sound, as though clearing their throat.

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The Autophage meets my eyes curiously, but says nothing more.

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The Autophage's circuit cage sits alone, a last witness to whoever fled this camp.

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The Autophage seems genuinely pleased to speak with me. They enunciate their words slowly and clearly, hoping to convey

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The Autophage stares at me inquisitively. Though their expression is difficult to read, they do not appear alarmed or ev

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The Autophage where I found the last Construct schematic relayed a message of the void, of the abyss, of glass.

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The bespectacled alien ignores me. They seem preoccupied.

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The black box projects footage of the craft's final moments.

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The black box projects footage of the craft's final moments. Multiple Gek fighters surrounded the vessel, demanding that

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The black box projects the footage of the craft's final moments; engine failure leading to a crash landing, but gives no

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The black box reveals that this vessel once belonged to a Traveller. They appear to have ingested infectious matter whil

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The black box reveals the ship is stained with the blood of at least two species. Vy'keen warriors pursued the pilot acr

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The Blight's Treasure Chest

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The blood of Artemis is data, the heart its glitch. I can help you retrieve them both.

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the blueprint is an invitation. a rare gift for a prebuilt-entity, but i think you are different. you are a disruptor.

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The bodies of two pilots lie slumped across either side of the ship's interior.

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The Book of Hirk speaks of the rise of the Travellers. They shall ascend, delving into the boundless void. The Vy'keen s

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The Boundary

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The bulky alien glares as I approach, trying to turn their grimace into a smile but failing even at this. They seem unha

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The bulky alien glares as I approach, trying to turn their grimace into a smile but failing even at this. They seem unha

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The buzz and pop of static surrounds this structure. Placing my hand against it, I discover a section which is oddly ins

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The Captain looks at me happily, almost relieved. Perhaps the burden of command had become too much for them?

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The captain looks at me with respect. My actions in battle clearly made an impression.

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The carapace is lifeless. This shell is badly damaged, and uninhabitable in its current state. The unique entity that on

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The cargo hold is a sentinel graveyard: dozens of charred drones of various shapes and sizes lie stacked in a giant heap

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The centre – the centre of each galaxy – it's the ATLAS. It's – kzzkkt – all else just interfaces – kzzkkt – all else a

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The chase is over, and I have lost – kzzttt – the giants will endure, and I will end.

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The Choir of Freedom

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The Chromatic Metal, friend, do you have it?

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The cockpit is adorned with the trophies of dead creatures, perched on every available surface. At the controls sits a t

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The cockpit is pristine, devoid of damage save for that caused by the deceased pilot's impact against the control panel.

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The communications relay holds a message of your own. Message follows:

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The computer plays a series of fragmented videos, recordings that could not have been made with any normal camera.

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The Conqueror

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The constructed lifeform offers me a handful of Atlantideum. They handle the substance delicately, reverently, as though

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The Construct gazes at me passively. Whatever approximation of life inhabits this shell, they seem reasonably content ab

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The Construct has no mind. It is only a shell. I wonder, does the distinction matter to the Atlas? Does it even see the

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The Construct is not yet complete. Their shell shapes them, but it does not define them. There must be a spark.

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