Operations Centres #3 - NMS_UPDATE3_ENGLISH
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Operations Centres #3 - NMS_UPDATE3_ENGLISH
| ID | Value (text) |
|---|---|
| Gek | |
| Terminal/Text/Options/Results | |
TRA_HARV_LANG_14 |
LOG ACCESSED… DATA UNMAINTAINED… DISPLAYING MOST RECENT ENTRY… |
TRA_HARV_DESC_14 |
The outpost is abandoned, its alarms still blaring a warning to souls long-dead. The Gek used this installation to plan asymmetric wars against the other species of the galaxy. This faction would bolster rogue elements within other star systems, routing the resulting tithes and protection fees through this outpost. The last log shows potential Vy’keen traitors en-route to discuss terms with the Gek. What happened to them is unclear. |
TRA_HARV_OPT_A_14 |
Alert the Gek |
TRA_HARV_OPT_B_14 |
Alert the Vy’keen |
TRA_HARV_OPT_C_14 |
Steal units |
TRA_HARV_RES_A_14 |
I alert the Gek Trade Federation to the Vy’keen activity in this system, broadcasting this feed to their central computers. A representative rewards me for my trouble. |
TRA_HARV_RES_B_14 |
I alert the Vy’keen to the presence of traitors in this system, uploading a great deal of Gek data upon request. They reward me for my assistance. |
TRA_HARV_RES_C_14 |
I steal units from the system, the blood money of a hundred wars and skirmishes. After all, the Gek here no longer have need of it… |
TRA_HARV_LANG_15 |
EXPERIMENT PAUSED AT USER REQUEST… AWAITING INPUT. |
TRA_HARV_DESC_15 |
The facility contains multiple video files, images, and bioscans of unusual beings taken by Gek from across the Trade Federation. They seem to have been studying exosuits. Something happened during the experiment, a dormant prototype of such a suit lying in wait below. Nothing else remains. |
TRA_HARV_OPT_A_15 |
Submit bioscan |
TRA_HARV_OPT_B_15 |
Erase data |
TRA_HARV_OPT_C_15 |
Steal technology |
TRA_HARV_RES_A_15 |
I submit a bioscan to the system, apparently restarting the facility’s production process. With the missing piece complete, a suit is fabricated to the exact specifications of my own. An automated message rewards me for my assistance. |
TRA_HARV_RES_B_15 |
I erase the data on the Gek computers. They were not meant to learn our technology. In the process, I find a cluster of nanites, useful for my own purposes. |
TRA_HARV_RES_C_15 |
I steal nanite clusters from the system, leaving the rest of the facility in peace. |
TRA_HARV_LANG_16 |
RED RED RED RED RED RED RED RED ///// |
TRA_HARV_DESC_16 |
The facility acted as a staging ground for what appears to have been an unprovoked Gek attack against something called an ‘Atlas Interface’. The logs show that a great deal of material was harvested from the oceans of many worlds. This substance was cross-referenced against data stolen from other species, and then field-tested against this Atlas structure. The interface was utterly annihilated, as were the attackers. The blast seems to have wiped five star systems from existence. Only this record remains. |
TRA_HARV_OPT_A_16 |
Delete records |
TRA_HARV_OPT_B_16 |
Alert Gek Trade Federation |
TRA_HARV_OPT_C_16 |
Alert other species |
TRA_HARV_RES_A_16 |
I delete the records from the system. No-one should replicate what happened here. In the process, I find some useful technology used in the construction of the weapon. It should be safe to use in isolation from the other components. |
TRA_HARV_RES_B_16 |
I alert the Gek Trade Federation to the results of this experiment. They deny all knowledge of it, claiming it to be the work of heretics. I am rewarded for my future silence. |
TRA_HARV_RES_C_16 |
I alert both Vy’keen and Korvax authorities to the Gek attack on the Atlas Interface and their data theft. Outraged, both species demand an immediate Council to discuss their next move. I am rewarded for my assistance. |
TRA_HARV_LANG_17 |
ARCHIVE RETRIEVAL SERVICE ACTIVE… ACCESS? |
TRA_HARV_DESC_17 |
The outpost is ancient, even by the standards of the Gek. Its environment is specifically calibrated for data preservation. One log speaks of the time just before the rise of the ‘Gek First Spawn’. The Gek seem to have experienced a fertility crisis. Something in the water began to affect their spawning numbers, leading to an attempts at selective breeding, cloning programmes, and more. This scientific crisis became a moral one. The self-proclaimed ‘First Spawn’ took power, promising greatness and murdering all those who opposed them. Memories of the past were erased. To be strong was to be righteous. |
TRA_HARV_OPT_A_17 |
Upload to Gek |
TRA_HARV_OPT_B_17 |
Auction data |
TRA_HARV_OPT_C_17 |
Steal technology |
TRA_HARV_RES_A_17 |
I upload the data to the Gek. The traders are astounded by my discovery, having believed themselves to be the descendents of a savage people, not knowing that before the First Spawn they were gentle, capable of nobility and peace. I am rewarded greatly for what I have done. |
TRA_HARV_RES_B_17 |
I auction the data, finding a buyer in the Korvax. Their Convergence desires all the information it can find about the Gek, having been enslaved by these ‘First Spawn’ many years ago. They pay me for my assistance. |
TRA_HARV_RES_C_17 |
I steal what little technology I can from the outpost, harvesting nanite clusters from the system. |
TRA_HARV_LANG_18 |
LOG ACCESSED… ANOMALY OVERRIDE NOTED… DECRYPTING… |
TRA_HARV_DESC_18 |
The facility contains records of temporal anomalies and reported sightings of time travellers. The majority of these appear to be Gek or Korvax, often bearing advanced technology. The chief scientist’s log reveals a great deal of scepticism, deeming such travel not only physically impossible but unlikely from a social perspective. If time travellers exist, why do they change nothing? Why do they not attempt to avert the catastrophe of which they speak? The final log shows the arrival of the scientist’s superiors, confiscating their files and silencing them. |
TRA_HARV_OPT_A_18 |
Attempt data recovery |
TRA_HARV_OPT_B_18 |
Take technology |
TRA_HARV_OPT_C_18 |
Contact Gek |
TRA_HARV_RES_A_18 |
I attempt to recover data from the system, but I find only small fragments of data. The majority of time travellers appear to have visited loved ones or parents, claiming they wanted to see them one last time before the end. There appears to be no great secret beyond this. |
TRA_HARV_RES_B_18 |
I extract nanite clusters from the system, attached to the remnants of a case file. |
TRA_HARV_RES_C_18 |
I contact the Gek to ask them about this facility, but they claim to have no knowledge of it. They begin to display an extraordinary level of interest in my whereabouts, suggesting they will send a nearby freighter to speak with me. I should leave soon. |
DNT_TRA_HARV_LANG_19 |
I am sorry, friends, family… I am sorry… |
TRA_HARV_DESC_19 |
This installation appears to have been staffed by an old SalesGek, a veteran of a hundred trade routes and ‘personal friend’ to one of the Trade Lords themselves. Estranged from their consort, their hundred surviving spawn no longer wishing to speak to them, the SalesGek had one final meal before their death, crashing their ship into the side of a nearby ridge. They leave behind a life of regret and a litany of unanswered invoices and receipts. Perhaps there is something useful here. |
TRA_HARV_OPT_A_19 |
Report death |
TRA_HARV_OPT_B_19 |
Search for units |
TRA_HARV_OPT_C_19 |
Sell trade data |
TRA_HARV_RES_A_19 |
I report the death of the SalesGek. The Trade Federation thanks me, struggling to find their name on any system. It appears they had not made a deal of note in many years. I am given a small reward. |
TRA_HARV_RES_B_19 |
I search for units, but find none. The SalesGek was in a deep amount of debt before their death. I leave, empty-handed. |
TRA_HARV_RES_C_19 |
I sell the trade data to another SalesGek. They will no doubt find something of worth in this lifeform’s death. |
TRA_HARV_LANG_20 |
ALL SWITCHES ACTIVE… AWAITING INPUT… |
TRA_HARV_DESC_20 |
This Gek outpost acted as a point of exchange for replacement ship and space station components. All of the blueprints are at best adapted, at worst stolen, from the technology of other species. There are a number of such designs available upon the terminal’s screen. |
TRA_HARV_OPT_A_20 |
Download data |
TRA_HARV_OPT_B_20 |
Sell data |
TRA_HARV_OPT_C_20 |
Report theft |
TRA_HARV_RES_A_20 |
I download the terminal’s data, finding nanites I may exchange for a new technology. |
TRA_HARV_RES_B_20 |
I sell the data to a rival trade faction. They immediately lodge a complaint with the Trade Federation whilst secretly utilising these designs for their own production. |
TRA_HARV_RES_C_20 |
I report the theft of these technologies to both the Korvax and the Vy’keen. I receive compensation for my trouble, leaving both species to withdraw their diplomats in protest against the Gek. |
| Korvax | |
| Terminal/Text/Options/Results | |
EXP_HARV_LANG_14 |
WARNING WARNING WARNING DIVERGENCE DIVERGENCE DIVERGENCE |
EXP_HARV_DESC_14 |
The outpost is abandoned, its alarms blaring a warning to souls long dead. The Korvax in this installation quarantined themselves from the rest of their species, believing that a violent impulse was emerging within the group. Something happened to them out here… something awoke within their minds… |
EXP_HARV_OPT_A_14 |
Examine logs |
EXP_HARV_OPT_B_14 |
Purge facility |
EXP_HARV_OPT_C_14 |
Alert Korvax |
EXP_HARV_RES_A_14 |
I examine the logs of the Korvax stationed here. They appear to have opened a gateway beneath the depths of the planet, an experimental device designed to see alternative versions of a planet in all their glory. They broke through to a thousand other Korvax units just like themselves. They attempted to form a Second Convergence composed entirely of multiversal beings, of alternate versions of their own personalities. The first deletions began a week later. Nothing is left but nanite clusters. |
EXP_HARV_RES_B_14 |
I purge the facility, discovering blueprints for experimental technology in the process. Whatever happened here should not be repeated. |
EXP_HARV_RES_C_14 |
I alert the Korvax to the disaster that occurred in this outpost, uploading its records to the Convergence. They reward me, claiming that the discoveries made in this location will open up worlds of study and science long since deemed impossible. |
EXP_HARV_LANG_15 |
SCANNERS ONLINE… AWAITING TARGETING ARRAY… |
EXP_HARV_DESC_15 |
The research station contains a vast array of scanners and monitoring equipment directed at bodies of water throughout the system. It is searching for signs of something designated ‘abyss’. The scientists who worked here seem to have been comparing the transmissions associated with the Atlas to strange signals found within the water. Before they went missing, the workers concluded that this ‘abyss’ seemed to hold a similar yet distinct energy signature to the Atlas itself. Another power in the universe… |
EXP_HARV_OPT_A_15 |
Examine the abyss |
EXP_HARV_OPT_B_15 |
Examine the Atlas |
EXP_HARV_OPT_C_15 |
Alert Korvax |
EXP_HARV_RES_A_15 |
I examine the records relating to the abyss. They show a repeating pattern of sixteen energy bursts, music that emerges from beneath the waves. Contact appears to alter individual personality and objectives, changing even the most devoted Korvax into an agent of some unfathomable power. Infected Nanite Clusters appear to be present within the archives. I take some of them. It seems to be for the best… |
EXP_HARV_RES_B_15 |
I examine the records relating to the Atlas. They show interfaces, reports of crimson light, and records of visitations and transcendent experiences from across the universe. The Korvax theorise that the Atlas does not itself exist on this plane of reality, speaking to us only through surrogate representations. Infected Nanite Clusters appear to be present within the archives. I take some of them. It seems to be for the best… |
EXP_HARV_RES_C_15 |
I alert the Korvax to what happened here, but the Convergence claims to have had no knowledge of this facility or those working here. The Korvax involved disconnected from the Convergence two years ago, presumed dead… I am rewarded for my data. The Korvax promise to investigate further. |
EXP_HARV_LANG_16 |
RECORDS AVAILABLE… ACCESS UNENCRYPTED LOGS? |
EXP_HARV_DESC_16 |
The facility seems to have been a meeting place for multiple Korvax factions, uploading and downloading from multiple bodies during tense diplomatic and war-time situations. Even if one’s whole species can unify at will with a single great mind, still, there is unique value in face-to-face communication. These Korvax recorded many things they wished to keep secret from their brethren. Some are always more equal than others. |
EXP_HARV_OPT_A_16 |
Access records |
EXP_HARV_OPT_B_16 |
Report to Korvax Convergence |
EXP_HARV_OPT_C_16 |
Report to other species |
EXP_HARV_RES_A_16 |
I access the records of these meetings. The hidden society of the Korvax appear to have a plan, meeting throughout the years to manipulate and secretly meet with members of other species to influence the course of history. I find nanites, but I also find something more. They met recently about the Travellers… about the Atlas… I saw my own face in their records. I leave, wondering about what I have seen. |
EXP_HARV_RES_B_16 |
I report the facility’s existence to the Korvax Convergence. Halfway through my communication, the console’s connection cuts out, causing the facility’s defense system to activates. I flee, my suit damaged. |
EXP_HARV_RES_C_16 |
I report the facility’s existence to the Gek and the Vy’keen. Halfway through my communication, the console’s connection cuts out, causing the facility’s defense system to activates. I flee, my suit damaged. |
EXP_HARV_LANG_17 |
UNIVERSAL ARCHIVE ON STANDBY… RESUME PROJECT? |
EXP_HARV_DESC_17 |
The outpost is ancient, even by the standards of the Korvax. The log speaks of alternate realities, histories of the Korvax that take radically divergent paths. In some regions of the multiverse, their progenitors never shed their biological origins. In others, they remain in the slavery of the Gek, never rising up or convincing their false masters of the glory of the Atlas. Many of these realities have faded, gone as if they had never been. |
EXP_HARV_OPT_A_17 |
Upload to the Korvax |
EXP_HARV_OPT_B_17 |
Search for yourself |
EXP_HARV_OPT_C_17 |
Steal technology |
EXP_HARV_RES_A_17 |
I upload the data to the Korvax. They absorb the memories of these alternate Korvax echoes to their own Convergence, carrying yet more sorrow. That is all there seems to be for them, whatever the galaxy… They thank me, granting me Nanite Clusters through the terminal. |
EXP_HARV_RES_B_17 |
I search for some record of myself in these alternate realities, but see nothing but parallels in the lives of others. I stand alone. I salvage Nanite Clusters from the terminal and leave, disturbed by my absence. |
EXP_HARV_RES_C_17 |
I search for technology within the facility’s computers. I find none, though there are unencrypted units. |
EXP_HARV_LANG_18 |
… /// … /// … BOUNDARIES AT FULL POWER … /// … /// … |
EXP_HARV_DESC_18 |
The facility allowed for the quarantine and processing of Korvax minds to and from their central Convergence. The log shows records of troubled Korvax minds, those disturbed by their actions; those haunted by sorrow; those who might threaten the minds they encountered. They arrive here, away from the Convergence, seeking to overcome pain or purge themselves. A single Korvax soul remains. According to the log, it has inhabited this system for thirty years. |
EXP_HARV_OPT_A_18 |
Upload to Convergence |
EXP_HARV_OPT_B_18 |
Wipe system |
EXP_HARV_OPT_C_18 |
Comfort the Korvax |
EXP_HARV_RES_A_18 |
I upload the soul to the Convergence. It cries out as it goes, condemning me for my action. I am left with nothing. |
EXP_HARV_RES_B_18 |
I wipe the system. The Korvax disappears and I am left with Nanite Clusters, the unformed matter of the system. |
EXP_HARV_RES_C_18 |
I attempt to comfort the Korvax, sharing with them the story of my travels. They thank me for the attempt, but they claim it is not enough. The one they loved is dead. There is nothing left for them but this solace, this penance for what they have done. They give me a token of gratitude and ask me to leave them alone. They wish to remain in solitude. |
EXP_HARV_LANG_19 |
16 16 16 16 16 16 16 16 16 16 16 16 16 16 16 |
EXP_HARV_DESC_19 |
The facility acted as a central upload point for Korvax scans from a thousand worlds, collating their data in an attempt to understand the underlying mechanics of the universe. The problem was existence. The solution was a single number, a warning screamed by every atom in the firmament. ‘Sixteen’… Sixteen… |
EXP_HARV_OPT_A_19 |
Steal technology |
EXP_HARV_OPT_B_19 |
Analyse data |
EXP_HARV_OPT_C_19 |
Contribute scans |
EXP_HARV_RES_A_19 |
I steal data from the system, leaving the rest of the facility in peace. |
EXP_HARV_RES_B_19 |
I analyse the data, attempting to understand the meaning of this conclusion. Something notices me. Something reads me as I read it. I leave, terrified, my exosuit’s systems damaged by the encounter. |
EXP_HARV_RES_C_19 |
I contribute scans from my own systems, trying to enhance the Korvax model. The Convergence notices and rewards me greatly for my assistance. |
EXP_HARV_LANG_20 |
… INCOMING MESSAGE… HIGH PRIORITY SIGNAL… |
EXP_HARV_DESC_20 |
An incoming message contains the report of a Korvax spy. The individual was disguised within a Gek body, acting for many years as if they were a simple ToilGek. They harvested much data from those they called friends. This was the purpose of the experiment: the enemy must be understood. The enemy must never be forgiven, even until the end of time itself. Even in the face of damnation. The Korvax will never forget the violence committed against them. They will never release their anger… |
EXP_HARV_OPT_A_20 |
Upload report to Gek |
EXP_HARV_OPT_B_20 |
Upload report to Korvax |
EXP_HARV_OPT_C_20 |
Leave |
EXP_HARV_RES_A_20 |
I upload the report to the Gek and am rewarded with credits for uncovering the spy in their midst. They tell me that after a period of data extraction, the Korvax unit will be disposed of and stored for further study. My involvement ends here. |
EXP_HARV_RES_B_20 |
I upload the report to the Korvax. The entities are suspicious of my aid, paying me with Nanite Clusters to ensure my silence. Their struggle will go on. |
| Vy’keen | |
| Terminal/Text/Options/Results | |
WAR_HARV_LANG_13 |
MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY… URGENT ASSISTANCE REQUESTED… |
WAR_HARV_DESC_13 |
I receive an incoming distress call from a distant space station, demanding aid from any nearby Vy’keen vessels. Their spaceport appears to have been damaged in a struggle with pirate raiders, no craft remaining in which its inhabitants might leave. Video feeds show that the station commander has been putting soldiers to death for even the smallest infraction, afraid of a potential mutiny in the face of starvation. |
WAR_HARV_OPT_A_13 |
Share video with Vy’keen |
WAR_HARV_OPT_B_13 |
Contact nearby Gek |
WAR_HARV_OPT_C_13 |
Demand ransom |
WAR_HARV_RES_A_13 |
I share the video with the Vy’keen High Command. They are outraged at the commander’s behaviour, believing him to be dishonourable and cowardly. I am rewarded for my assistance in this matter. |
WAR_HARV_RES_B_13 |
I contact nearby Gek, letting them know of the Vy’keen situation. They dispatch vessels immediately, saying they will of course rescue Vy’keen friends. Some of the vessels are warships. I am rewarded for my help. |
WAR_HARV_RES_C_13 |
I demand a ransom for the lives of those on board the station, and of all those who answer, it is the Korvax that are most willing to pay. They claim that one of their own is present on the station. They pay me well for the information. |
WAR_HARV_LANG_14 |
ALERT ALERT ALERT… TERMINAL UNMONITORED… RESET ALARM? |
WAR_HARV_DESC_14 |
The outpost is abandoned, its alarms still blaring a warning to souls long-dead. There was a coup in this place. Battle-brother raised arms against battle-brother, seemingly in a dispute about some ruins found on this world. The last survivor died before they could delete the data. |
WAR_HARV_OPT_A_14 |
Download data |
WAR_HARV_OPT_B_14 |
Steal technology |
WAR_HARV_OPT_C_14 |
Report to Vy’keen |
WAR_HARV_RES_A_14 |
I download the data, reading an alternative account of Hirk, the Vy’keen’s ancestor-hero. It paints them as paranoid, vindictive, and spiteful. It is for this that their believers died. Along with this information, I gain much useful technology before I depart. |
WAR_HARV_RES_B_14 |
I attempt to steal whatever technology I can from the facility’s computers, but in the process, I appear to draw the attention of Vy’keen authorities. My suit is damaged by the facility’s defensive protocols. I must go. |
WAR_HARV_RES_C_14 |
I report the events that occurred in this facility to Vy’keen High Command. The warrior’s tone changes as I pass on the secret data for which these aliens died. They tell me to delete the local copy, and I do so for a handsome reward. They tell me to forget I ever saw this place. They will take it from here. |
WAR_HARV_LANG_15 |
USER DATA REQUESTED… SIGN IN TO ACCESS LOG… |
WAR_HARV_DESC_15 |
The facility acted as a local base for raiding parties against the system’s Sentinels. Each night the Vy’keen would go out under the cover of darkness, baiting drones and walkers in a variety of locations. Theirs is a war without end or purpose, executed with grim finality. The last war party never returned, leaving behind only mission logs and weapons. |
WAR_HARV_OPT_A_15 |
Alert Vy’keen |
WAR_HARV_OPT_B_15 |
Steal technology |
WAR_HARV_OPT_C_15 |
Scan for Sentinels |
WAR_HARV_RES_A_15 |
I alert the Vy’keen to the death of their warriors. They thank me for what I have done, rewarding me for my honour. |
WAR_HARV_RES_B_15 |
I steal nanites from the system, leaving the rest of the facility in peace. |
WAR_HARV_RES_C_15 |
I scan for Sentinels but find nothing. Whatever was here has gone. |
DNT_WAR_HARV_LANG_16 |
Worship Atlas - seek destruction of warband! Grah! |
WAR_HARV_DESC_16 |
An incoming message warns all recipients that heresy will not be tolerated. It demands that those who suspect their brethren of cowardice, sympathy with the enemy, pacifism, faith in the traitor Nal, or any other un-Vy’keen belief to contact High Command immediately. The system shows that one warrior in this base attempted to upload such a report, only to be murdered by their comrades. The killers left the base soon after. |
WAR_HARV_OPT_A_16 |
Report heresy |
WAR_HARV_OPT_B_16 |
Delete records |
WAR_HARV_OPT_C_16 |
Leave |
WAR_HARV_RES_A_16 |
I report heresy to the Vy’keen, uploading the warrior’s final report. I am thanked and rewarded for my assistance. |
WAR_HARV_RES_B_16 |
I delete the records from the system. The heretics are free, the report of their ‘crimes’ turning into nanites as it is purged. |
WAR_HARV_LANG_17 |
SYSTEM OFFLINE // SAMPLES SECURE // NETWORK OFFLINE |
WAR_HARV_DESC_17 |
The facility appears to have been in the process of researching chemical and biological weapons before a containment failure killed all those who worked here. From the system’s logs, it is clear that this operation was not sanctioned by Vy’keen High Command. Though their superiors viewed this work as dishonourable and weak, the lifeforms here clearly felt differently. What if it could turn the tide of battle? If it could end war? Someone would see the benefit of this weaponised pestilence. There might even be some who would pay for it. |
WAR_HARV_OPT_A_17 |
Destroy samples |
WAR_HARV_OPT_B_17 |
Sell to Gek |
WAR_HARV_OPT_C_17 |
Sell to Korvax |
WAR_HARV_RES_A_17 |
I destroy the facility’s samples, causing a small containment failure in the process. My exosuit is damaged. |
WAR_HARV_RES_B_17 |
I attempt to sell the samples to the Gek, who reward me with units for my discovery. |
WAR_HARV_RES_C_17 |
I attempt to sell the samples to the Korvax, who appear disinterested in the potential military applications. However, they are intrigued by the composition of the toxin, and trade me some nanites. |
DNT_WAR_HARV_LANG_18 |
Traveller anomaly approaches Syntheti’Keen. Uploading final data logs… |
WAR_HARV_DESC_18 |
The facility’s logs show the arrival of a new Vy’keen recruit two weeks ago. There are no records of anyone arriving or leaving since. Yet even so, no-one is here. A single transmission appears to have been sent from the lower level of the facility, encrypted with Korvax safeguards. |
WAR_HARV_OPT_A_18 |
Locate origin point |
WAR_HARV_OPT_B_18 |
Alert Vy’keen |
WAR_HARV_OPT_C_18 |
Alert Korvax |
WAR_HARV_RES_A_18 |
I use the scanners to locate the origin point of the transmission, displaying it on the terminal’s screen. It shows what appears to be a robotic Vy’keen, their limbs damaged, sparks flying from what appears to be exposed circuitry. They are surrounded by dead warriors. Units arrive at the terminal to pay for my silence. |
WAR_HARV_RES_B_18 |
I alert the Vy’keen. They dispatch war freighters to examine the situation, suspecting Korvax involvement in this matter. I am rewarded for my assistance. |
WAR_HARV_RES_C_18 |
I alert the Korvax. They deny any knowledge of this facility or the signal, though is is undermined by their attempts to harm me through the the facility’s defense systems. I leave before more damage can be done. |
WAR_HARV_LANG_19 |
TERMINAL POWER LOW - RECONNECT POWER SOURCE SOON |
WAR_HARV_DESC_19 |
This facility acted as a training outpost for young Vy’keen from across the sector. They would train and battle here in order to earn their citizenship. The logs show the petty rivalries, the love affairs, the nobility, and the passion of those who trained here, all recorded by a proud and aging commander. One day, the logs end: the Vy’keen no longer had a use for this place. Nanites have replaced training, passing memories from individual to individual without the need for physical repetition. |
WAR_HARV_OPT_A_19 |
Extract Nanite Clusters |
WAR_HARV_OPT_B_19 |
Search training logs |
WAR_HARV_OPT_C_19 |
Sell data to the Gek |
WAR_HARV_RES_A_19 |
I extract Nanite Clusters from the system and leave, emboldened and ready for glorious battle! |
WAR_HARV_RES_B_19 |
I search the system’s training logs, finding a great deal of expertise and technology that might be useful for my own travels. I extract the relevant nanites. |
WAR_HARV_RES_C_19 |
I sell the data to the Gek, who reward me for the training patterns of their old enemy. |
WAR_HARV_LANG_20 |
ANOMALY BUFFER ACTIVE… DATA STATUS: PRISTINE… |
WAR_HARV_DESC_20 |
The outpost is ancient, even by the standards of the Vy’keen. Its environment is calibrated to preserve the data within. One log speaks of the first Vy’keen contact with a Traveller. The figure remained with the warrior race for a long time, learning from them, exploring from them, even falling in love. The Vy’keen died, but the Traveller did not. The log shows how instrumental this figure was in the development of the early Vy’keen race, contributing much to their early technology. These records were lost in the intervening years, forgotten until I found this account. |
WAR_HARV_OPT_A_20 |
Share with Vy’keen |
WAR_HARV_OPT_B_20 |
Take technology |
WAR_HARV_OPT_C_20 |
Search for Traveller records |
WAR_HARV_RES_A_20 |
I share my discovery with the Vy’keen. They immediately place the data under quarantine, and threaten to find me across the stars. I leave quickly. |
WAR_HARV_RES_B_20 |
I extract some of these blueprints from the system, taking valuable technology for my travels. |
WAR_HARV_RES_C_20 |
I search for further records of this Traveller. As I do, I begin to feel as if I am being watched. Nanite Clusters emerge from the terminal as all systems shut down, their data forever lost. |