|"You should put your gun away," the Warlock says as her Hunter companion strolls into the empty office. A long, appreciative whistle escapes him as he slowly turns and surveys the room.
"The commander's sure come on up, hasn't he?" the Hunter remarks, Sho…
|Illuminus Grasps (Majestic)
|Eido recoiled as the spindly claws of the Splicer Gauntlet snapped and jerked. When her father wore it, the damned thing always moved smoothly, as if it were his own fingers. But attached to the end of her arm, it seemed possessed by a life of its own.
|Illuminus Vest (Majestic)
|The Guardian was resplendent. Their armor gleamed, even in the dull gloom of the Europan night. The golden scrollwork of their breastplate glowed, as if the Light itself imbued the metal. It was beautiful.
The broken forms of dead and dying Eliksni litte…
|Illuminus Cloak (Majestic)
|"And all of the Houses respected their decisions?" Eido asked, dubious.
"Yes," Variks replied. "It was so agreed by all of Riis." The old Scribe traced his fingers along the datapad, deciphering notes that hadn't been accessed in decades.
"But didn't a…
|Illuminus Mask (Majestic)
|Eido crept on all sixes through the massive halls of the Dreaming City. She was following an indistinct murmur, both terrifying and compelling. A thousand voices, all muttering to themselves. How did she get here?
She peered around the corner of a massive…
|Illuminus Strides (Majestic)
|"They may reject you," Misraaks warned. "The Techeuns are not welcoming to outsiders."
"I understand," the Scribe replied. "But even if they refuse me instruction, I might still get access to their data archives. That alone would be a lifetime's worth of…
|Celestine Gloves (Majestic)
|The Six-Armed Hatchling
Eido gathered the hatchlings around her. It was late in the day, and she was reluctant to let them roam the streets at night. So she enticed them back to camp with the promise of old Eliksni legends.
"There was once a hatchling,"…
|Celestine Robes (Majestic)
|The Smallest Screeb
Eido loomed over the group of hatchlings, her face lit only by the glow of the Ether tank's control panel. The hatchlings gripped each other's hands in fear and huddled together for safety. The Scribe continued her tale.
|Celestine Bond (Majestic)
|The Shank with Bad Spirit
Eido looked over the hatchlings assembled at her feet. As she scanned their rapt faces, she noticed the unrepaired Shank, languishing on a workbench nearby. That reminded her of a story.
"There was once an engineer who was the…
|Celestine Hood (Majestic)
|The Hungriest Thrall
Eido looked over the heads of the assembled hatchlings to the Great Machine above. She marveled at its magnificence. Whole civilizations had been razed to the ground in its wake. Even the Eliksni, once.
She turned her attention back…
|Celestine Boots (Majestic)
|The Hatchling Whose Mother was a Ketch
Eido surveyed her audience. The smallest hatchlings were beginning to doze off, leaning against the lower arms of their clutch-mates, but the oldest among them were eager for one more tale.
"There was once a hatchl…
|Sunstead Gauntlets (Majestic)
|Today another misunderstanding resulted in conflict. Klyfiks, a young engineer, was tasked with repairing our Shank. The machine was damaged during the escape from Europa, and we needed her advanced diagnostics capabilities. Klyfiks repaired what he could…
|Sunstead Plate (Majestic)
|Today I viewed the Crucible through a feed spliced by one of Misraakskel's apprentices. It was a shocking and horrifying experience. A record of that feed can be found in the addendum of this report.
I had seen the Crucible referenced in the records of th…
|Sunstead Mark (Majestic)
|Today I witnessed a Human ritual that I long thought a myth, or at least over-researched relative to its cultural impact. That is, the ingestion of ethanol to induce euphoria and knowingly hinder judgment.
When I first learned of this practice in the Tec…
|Sunstead Helm (Majestic)
|Today I witnessed a Human mating ritual that I had only seen tangentially referred to in the Techeun archives. It involves two Humans pressing their intake orifices against each other. It is most often brief, but more advanced forms involve the use of thei…
|Sunstead Greaves (Majestic)
|Today another misunderstanding resulted in joy. Klyfiks, a young engineer, watched a Human struggle with a large machine. No matter what she did, it continued to billow a thick, oily smoke. Curious, Klyfiks waited until the Human gave up in frustration.…
|Filigree of Light
|Crow sat high on the walls, looking past the Future War Cult sentinels to focus instead on the crowd of Eliksni below. He wished he could be on the ground, helping them acclimate. Though his stay with the Spider had been traumatic, he had fond memories of…