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Limestone Hollow Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryAcidCaveA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Why won't you let me leave? I found you so many yellow rocks... this pick is getting dull, and I'm so tired...
VenariusSynthMemoryAcidCaveB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I can't... get up... stop hurting me...
VenariusSynthMemoryAcidCaveC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Oh dear. I don't know whose memory this was, but they were far too young for such cruelty. Sometimes, Exile, mankind makes me weep. Who could create such an inhuman system of exploitation, and for what purpose?
ZanaSynthMemoryAcidCaveA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Breaking rocks to mine voltaxic sulphite... but I'm so small...
ZanaSynthMemoryAcidCaveB
Zana, Master Cartographer: Such pain... such despair... I'm going to die down here, and I never even had the chance to know what life was.
ZanaSynthMemoryAcidCaveC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Monsters... To use a child like that... The Eternal Empire was truly cruel.

Collection Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryAntiquaryA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Indexing 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?
VenariusSynthMemoryAntiquaryB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: These 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryAntiquaryC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Exile, I think a historian somewhere made a grave mistake by keeping quiet.
ZanaSynthMemoryAntiquaryA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Indexing 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?
ZanaSynthMemoryAntiquaryB
Zana, Master Cartographer: These 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryAntiquaryC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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?

Infested Tomb Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryArachnidTombA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I'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.
VenariusSynthMemoryArachnidTombB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The crowd begins to shiver and shake as I creep between their bound hands. Some moan for help. Others scream as their bodies bubble, and I realise I cannot help them. Tiny spiders pour out of open wounds.
VenariusSynthMemoryArachnidTombC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Eugh, no! I can still feel them crawling on me!
ZanaSynthMemoryArachnidTombA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryArachnidTombB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryArachnidTombC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Exile, if you ever find me trapped in webbing like that... put me out of my misery.

Repository Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryArchivesA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I used to pride myself on taking care of these tomes, but the ancient treatises concerning the Vaal... should be burned. He's making me research for him, and the things I am reading about concern the destruction of all mankind.
VenariusSynthMemoryArchivesB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryArchivesC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Exile, was this me? I'm no master of the spoken or written word, so I don't think I was a scholar.
ZanaSynthMemoryArchivesA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryArchivesB
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryArchivesC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.

Wildfire Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryAshenWoodA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I awake to the sound of screaming. My eyes and throat sting. Smoke billows into the hut from outside. Something is terribly wrong. I dash outside and am confronted by a wall of heat. Smoke makes it difficult to see, but the village is in flames.
VenariusSynthMemoryAshenWoodB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I run from the smoke and, to my horror, realise we are trapped. A rival tribe stands at the only exit, cutting my brothers and sisters down as they flee. We've been ambushed. I run towards the flames and leap, praying to Valako for protection.
VenariusSynthMemoryAshenWoodC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Oh dear, such violence and hate... I wonder why the tribes were at war. It's clear this is not something I ever experienced, at least.
ZanaSynthMemoryAshenWoodA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryAshenWoodB
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryAshenWoodC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.

State Palace Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryBathsA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Sometimes, we in the Brotherhood don't need to harm anyone at all. We surround Drusus in the Baths. He has a family, and that means he is vulnerable.
VenariusSynthMemoryBathsB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: He 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryBathsC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I find myself less perturbed by that memory than I should be. It was almost... peaceful. What does that say about me?
ZanaSynthMemoryBathsA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Sometimes, 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryBathsB
Zana, Master Cartographer: He 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryBathsC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.

Exchange Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryBazaarA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I see you. You are here seeking answers, because you can find them only in the stories we will leave behind when Malachai and Voll cause our destruction. In this final hour, I entertain the notion that the words I write exist in some form beyond me. Do they go on as dreams? As memories?
VenariusSynthMemoryBazaarB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryBazaarC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Oh, Exile, though I am a mere shade with only figments of memory, I can say with certainty that no man has ever felt the nuances of rage and love so strongly. His was the strongest memory I have ever felt, an imprint of his entire essence. His name... was Victario.
ZanaSynthMemoryBazaarA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryBazaarC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.

Sandbar Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryCoastA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Sapinti 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryCoastB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: She 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryCoastC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: This memory seems ancient. I do not believe this was mine, and I hope I never learn more of it.
ZanaSynthMemoryBeachA
Zana, Master Cartographer: You 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryBeachB
Zana, Master Cartographer: That'll do for now. I thought I saw some smoke rising just north of here. Could be worth checking if there's--
ZanaSynthMemoryBeachC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Ugh, my neck feels stiff. Was that you, Exile? You were in that memory, though looking a little worse for wear!
VenariusSynthMemoryBeachA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: You 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryBeachB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: That'll do for now. I thought I saw some smoke rising just north of here. Could be worth checking if there's--
VenariusSynthMemoryBeachC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I saw you through someone else's eyes, Exile! That was a memory from someone that knew you! He was relieved to see you. Were you close?

Nightmare Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryBellyA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryBellyB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: With 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...
VenariusSynthMemoryBellyC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Who was that, Exile? I felt such drive and focus. Nothing mattered but my one goal. It was... terrifying.
ZanaSynthMemoryBellyA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryBellyB
Zana, Master Cartographer: With 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...
ZanaSynthMemoryBellyC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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?

Waterfront Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryCanalsA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The boats are the only way out of the city! Don't you understand? The sky is burning! We have to go!
VenariusSynthMemoryCanalsB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Everyone 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryCanalsC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Such suffering and loss in this world... sometimes I wonder if I'm better off not remembering.
ZanaSynthMemoryCanalsA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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!?
ZanaSynthMemoryCanalsB
Zana, Master Cartographer: She 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryCanalsC
Zana, Master Cartographer: That was... deeply uncomfortable to witness.

River Crossing Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryCausewayA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: We 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryCausewayB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: My family has come to watch the ceremony. As I lay on the stone altar, I hear them chanting my name. It is the last thing I hear before the Queen's dagger is plunged into my chest.
VenariusSynthMemoryCausewayC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I could almost feel the blade. What a chilling moment from a terrible time in history. Far older than I, I'm afraid.
ZanaSynthMemoryCausewayA
Zana, Master Cartographer: We 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryCausewayB
Zana, Master Cartographer: My 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryCausewayC
Zana, Master Cartographer: I saw her, Exile... I saw the Queen of the Vaal! She had such a terrible presence...

Eroded Chamber Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryCaveA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: It's him! He sails back to me, my Daresso! I shall sing for him. I shall show him the way.
VenariusSynthMemoryCaveB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: It's my Daresso! He sails back to me! I shall sing for him, and show him the way.
VenariusSynthMemoryCaveC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The last vestiges of human thought in a woman consumed by madness... she saw her beloved in every passing ship, and sang to them all, never realizing their true fates.
ZanaSynthMemoryCaveA
Zana, Master Cartographer: It'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryCaveB
Zana, Master Cartographer: No, turn away! Don't listen to my singing, you'll die upon the rocks! Turn away...! Turn away... Turn away...
ZanaSynthMemoryCaveC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Was that Merveil? That poor woman. Somewhere within her monstrous form lived the woman she once was. What a terrible curse.

Abandoned Shaft Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryCaveMineA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: These 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryCaveMineB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Don't worry! They're just sealing the entrance as a way to intimidate us! They wouldn't dare leave a thousand men down here to die.
VenariusSynthMemoryCaveMineC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: It seems the Empire was harsher than even its citizens knew. I doubt their bodies were ever found.
ZanaSynthMemoryCaveMineA
Zana, Master Cartographer: These 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryCaveMineB
Zana, Master Cartographer: Don'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryCaveMineC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Human beings seem to believe the world has an inherent decency. It cost those men their lives.

Holding Cells Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryCellsA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: You can't just keep me locked up! I have rights you know! I deserve a fair trial! Hey! You hear me!?
VenariusSynthMemoryCellsB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Hello?! Guard!? I smell smoke! Get me out of here-- please! Don't just leave me to die! Someone please help! Please!
VenariusSynthMemoryCellsC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I fear that man never again saw the light of day. I'm so grateful I was never incarcerated.
ZanaSynthMemoryCellsA
Zana, Master Cartographer: You can't just keep me locked up! I have rights you know! I deserve a fair trial! Hey! You hear me!?
ZanaSynthMemoryCellsB
Zana, Master Cartographer: Hello?! Guard!? I smell smoke! Get me out of here-- please! Don't just leave me to die! Someone please help! Please!
ZanaSynthMemoryCellsC
Zana, Master Cartographer: After everything that has happened, this one hits too close to home.

Courthouse Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryChambersA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The Courts are burning. Accusations fly. Sinner! Heretic! I am but an initiate, and my patron urges silence. We will keep our heads down while one High Templar supplants another. It is all about power, my patron whispers, and we have none.
VenariusSynthMemoryChambersB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Should 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryChambersC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Oh, Exile, I was caught up in the memory. It felt so familiar. Was it one of mine?
ZanaSynthMemoryChambersA
Zana, Master Cartographer: The 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryChambersB
Zana, Master Cartographer: Should 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryChambersC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.

Bloodsoaked Arena Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryColosseumA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: With one motion, I cleave a man in twain. A kick sends another flying, and the roar of the crowd swells. I am their idol!
VenariusSynthMemoryColosseumB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryColosseumC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: From the look of the carnage around that 'Daresso' person, I think that ancient gladiator was in for quite a surprise.
ZanaSynthMemoryColosseumA
Zana, Master Cartographer: With one motion, I cleave a man in twain. A kick sends another flying, and the roar of the crowd swells. I am their idol!
ZanaSynthMemoryColosseumB
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryColosseumC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Ha! We know how that ended, don't we?

Slave Blocks Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryControlBlocksA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryControlBlocksB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The time nears. At the appointed hour, I will open the gates... all the gates.
VenariusSynthMemoryControlBlocksC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I don't think I was some sort of cultist... his urge toward self-destruction was overwhelming.
ZanaSynthMemoryControlBlocksA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryControlBlocksB
Zana, Master Cartographer: The time nears. At the appointed hour, I will open the gates... all the gates.
ZanaSynthMemoryControlBlocksC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.

Undercroft Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryCryptA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: He 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryCryptB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryCryptC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Exile... the sensation... that man recalled another memory while I was in his memory... but I couldn't see that one! Why did he leave, I wonder?
ZanaSynthMemoryCryptA
Zana, Master Cartographer: He 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryCryptB
Zana, Master Cartographer: The 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryCryptC
Zana, Master Cartographer: I wish I could tell you what he remembered, Exile. It seems these memories have their limits.

Grim Woods Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryForestA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Another child was taken last night, so tonight we wait, praying the demon does not return, but it does. We catch only glimpses of its grey skin beneath the moonlight. We pursue the demon on foot to the edge of the woods. The child it carries does not cry out.
VenariusSynthMemoryForestB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Anaris follows closely, but I hesitate. I gather my will and leap into the shadows, tracking the demon. But I am too late. The demon and child are gone, and Anaris stands frozen, pale as the moon. He whispers something I do not hear and falls, dead. I fear we will be hunted to extinction.
VenariusSynthMemoryForestC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Can such a horrible tale be true? I pray not. It is no memory of mine, of that I am certain.
ZanaSynthMemoryForestA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Another 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryForestB
Zana, Master Cartographer: Anaris 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryForestC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Could it be...? Exile, this sounds just like the entity hunting my father. But... the memory is so old. How is this possible?

Salted Earth Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryDriedLakeA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Six 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryDriedLakeB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: There 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryDriedLakeC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Exile... this is a memory I would rather not have experienced. How nauseating.
ZanaSynthMemoryDriedLakeA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Six 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryDriedLakeB
Zana, Master Cartographer: There 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryDriedLakeC
Zana, Master Cartographer: They ate-- Gods, Exile...! I feel sick to my stomach.

Temple Ruins Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryRuinedTempleA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: My grandparents worshipped here, back when it was still a place of faith. I wonder, did the Gods ever hear them?
VenariusSynthMemoryRuinedTempleB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryRuinedTempleC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Was I a person of faith, Exile? I think... I might have been. At the very least, I remember the trappings of faith, though I cannot say to which God.
ZanaSynthMemoryRuinedTempleA
Zana, Master Cartographer: My grandparents worshipped here, back when it was still a place of faith. I wonder, did the gods ever hear them?
ZanaSynthMemoryRuinedTempleB
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryRuinedTempleC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Knowing what we now know about the gods, I think we can safely say benevolence was not the cause.

Outskirts Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryFieldsA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I come here on sunny days to get away from the squalor of the streets and alleyways around my home. It is not the cutpurses that bother me. It's the city guard. Even so, a legionnaire approaches me and asks my intent in the fields.
VenariusSynthMemoryFieldsB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryFieldsC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Thank the Gods I'm no Ezomyte, Exile. I'd not stand for such treatment.
ZanaSynthMemoryFieldsA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryFieldsB
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryFieldsC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.

Aftermath Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryAshenWoodA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I awake to the sound of screaming. My eyes and throat sting. Smoke billows into the hut from outside. Something is terribly wrong. I dash outside and am confronted by a wall of heat. Smoke makes it difficult to see, but the village is in flames.
VenariusSynthMemoryAshenWoodB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I run from the smoke and, to my horror, realise we are trapped. A rival tribe stands at the only exit, cutting my brothers and sisters down as they flee. We've been ambushed. I run towards the flames and leap, praying to Valako for protection.
VenariusSynthMemoryAshenWoodC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Oh dear, such violence and hate... I wonder why the tribes were at war. It's clear this is not something I ever experienced, at least.
ZanaSynthMemoryAshenWoodA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryAshenWoodB
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryAshenWoodC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.

Woods Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryDarkForestA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Farrul, 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryDarkForestB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Craiceann, 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!
VenariusSynthMemoryDarkForestC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Hmm... a ritual of some sort. I do not recognise the names, though they sound Ezomyte to my ear. Silly superstitions, if you ask me.
ZanaSynthMemoryDarkForestA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Farrul, 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryDarkForestB
Zana, Master Cartographer: Craiceann, 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!
ZanaSynthMemoryDarkForestC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.

Sprawling Caverns Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryForestCaveA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryForestCaveB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The walls of the cave we huddle in tremble, but the screaming outside keeps us from fleeing into the open air. Life itself has gone mad, and the sky is burning. The children cry out for their mother, but I haven't the heart to tell them what she became in front of my eyes.
VenariusSynthMemoryForestCaveC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Oh, my friend, these memories are sometimes too much to bear.
ZanaSynthMemoryForestCaveA
Zana, Master Cartographer: The 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryForestCaveB
Zana, Master Cartographer: The 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryForestCaveC
Zana, Master Cartographer: How horrible... I wonder what ever happened to those children. Perhaps it's better not to know.

Palace Grounds Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryGardenA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: A man in uniform visits. He is from the Courts. He says the Templar have alms for widows like my mother, but she must collect it in person. We go to the church, and I wait outside in the gardens. The sun is setting. I don't know how long I've been sitting here.
VenariusSynthMemoryGardenB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: When mother returns, she looks pale. Her eyes are red, and her clothes are torn. She grabs my hand, and we walk home in silence. I lie awake in bed. I hear her crying. The man comes over often after that, with toys and food, but I don't like him...
VenariusSynthMemoryGardenC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Oh, I remember this... Mother was never the same after that day. I wish I had understood at the time... I might have been able to do something.
ZanaSynthMemoryGardenA
Zana, Master Cartographer: A 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryGardenB
Zana, Master Cartographer: Mother 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...
ZanaSynthMemoryGardenC
Zana, Master Cartographer: I think... I think this is a memory from Venarius. How horrible. Why would he want to join an organisation like this?

Glacial Cavern Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryGlacierA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Rami 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryGlacierB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Rami 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryGlacierC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: What a barbaric memory. Were all Mutewind this vicious? I certainly hope I was not one of them.
ZanaSynthMemoryGlacierA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Rami 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryGlacierB
Zana, Master Cartographer: Rami 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryGlacierC
Zana, Master Cartographer: That was quite a brutal memory. You know, I'd never dare ask her, but is Jun Mutewind?

Burial Grounds Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryGraveYardA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: As I kneel over her grave, the night sky joins my tears. The earth becomes scattershot, stained by sputtering torchlight. She reaches out to me, and I smile...
VenariusSynthMemoryGraveYardB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: ...until I see other lost loved ones reaching up through dirt. The rain smells like leather-grease, and my torch goes out as the first of the dead bursts free.
VenariusSynthMemoryGraveYardC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Why is Wraeclast beset by such evils? My friend, we must find a way to protect the people.
ZanaSynthMemoryGraveYardA
Zana, Master Cartographer: As 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
Zana, Master Cartographer: ...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.
ZanaSynthMemoryGraveYardC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Gods, the terror that gripped him in those final moments. I hope I never feel that again!

Bleak Halls Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryHauntA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryHauntB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: When they find the third dead and disemboweled maid, I speak up, but the master of the household doesn't listen. He refuses to even look at me. It is then that I realize... I am already dead.
VenariusSynthMemoryHauntC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Quite the twist on that memory, Exile, but I was never a servant, nor a manor-bound spirit. At least, as far as I know...
ZanaSynthMemoryHauntA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryHauntB
Zana, Master Cartographer: When 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...
ZanaSynthMemoryHauntC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Exile, how does a ghost form memories without a brain? It seems there's much more left to discover in this world.

Frozen Drift Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryIcebergA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Nineteen 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?!
VenariusSynthMemoryIcebergB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Kindest 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryIcebergC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Exile! I felt a wolf's fur... whose life was that? So very different from what I expected!
ZanaSynthMemoryIcebergA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Nineteen 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?!
ZanaSynthMemoryIcebergB
Zana, Master Cartographer: Kindest 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryIcebergC
Zana, Master Cartographer: I never knew barren mountains could be so beautiful.

Reading Chambers Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryLibraryA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryLibraryB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: It 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryLibraryC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The words of the story he read were... so poignant... and yet they escape me, like sand blown from the ridge of a dune.
ZanaSynthMemoryLibraryA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLibraryB
Zana, Master Cartographer: It 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLibraryC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.

Bloodbath Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryLunarisA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryLunarisB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: This 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...
VenariusSynthMemoryLunarisC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: We were just following orders. Hollow words. He didn't believe his own absolution.
ZanaSynthMemoryLunarisA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLunarisB
Zana, Master Cartographer: This 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...
ZanaSynthMemoryLunarisC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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?

Lush Crater Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryRidgeA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Everyone is dead and I'm alone. The Karui swept through the watch so quickly, we didn't have a chance to flee. Men, women, even children, slaughtered. I'm lucky to be alive. But I cannot return home now. No.
VenariusSynthMemoryRidgeB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I'd be branded a coward, imprisoned, and hung for desertion. I've no other choice. I must make do out in the wilds. Perhaps a farmer will take pity on me. And if not, I have my blade. I will take what I need by force.
VenariusSynthMemoryRidgeC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: What a ghastly man. I pray it was not me.
ZanaSynthMemoryRidgeA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Everyone 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryRidgeB
Zana, Master Cartographer: I'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryRidgeC
Zana, Master Cartographer: It's hard to feel pity for a man like that, desperate as he was.
VenariusSynthMemoryLushCraterA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryLushCraterB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Yet 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryLushCraterC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: If I still possessed a heart, it would now be broken. We are no strangers to the returning dead, but this was not my memory.
ZanaSynthMemoryLushCraterA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLushCraterB
Zana, Master Cartographer: Yet 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLushCraterC
Zana, Master Cartographer: She leapt, Exile. I felt her fall... What terrible anguish she felt...

Rocky Mesa Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryMesaA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I'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.
VenariusSynthMemoryMesaB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I dreamt of magic and adventure when I was younger. It's a shame this world isn't more exciting.
VenariusSynthMemoryMesaC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: From what I've seen in my time with you, Exile, the owner of that memory must have been uncommonly lucky to avoid Wraeclast's dangers. Or, seemingly, unlucky.
ZanaSynthMemoryMesaA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryMesaB
Zana, Master Cartographer: I dreamt of magic and adventure when I was younger. It's a shame this world isn't more exciting.
ZanaSynthMemoryMesaC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Ah, what I would give for a boring life...

Deep Dig Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryMineshaftA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: We'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.
VenariusSynthMemoryMineshaftB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryMineshaftC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Some of these events have the ring of familiarity, yet I cannot place myself in this one. I suspect it is simply too old to be mine.
ZanaSynthMemoryMineshaftA
Zana, Master Cartographer: We'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryMineshaftB
Zana, Master Cartographer: The 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryMineshaftC
Zana, Master Cartographer: It seems the mines of Highgate were sealed before everyone could be evacuated... what a terrible fate...

Moonlight Temple Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryMoonTempleA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Lunaris, help me find calm. Help me find peace. Help me silence those who trouble me.
VenariusSynthMemoryMoonTempleB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Lunaris, help me destroy my enemies! Help me take what is rightfully mine!
VenariusSynthMemoryMoonTempleC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Such a strange evolution of beliefs... that is most assuredly not my memory. I know I was a man of conviction.
ZanaSynthMemoryMoonTempleA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Lunaris, help me find calm. Help me find peace. Help me silence those who trouble me!
ZanaSynthMemoryMoonTempleB
Zana, Master Cartographer: Lunaris, help me destroy my enemies! Help me take what is rightfully mine!
ZanaSynthMemoryMoonTempleC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Somewhere in history, the old religions lost their way. Or perhaps this is the journey every religion takes eventually...

Mushroom Grotto Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryMushCaveA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Help! 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryMushCaveB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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--
VenariusSynthMemoryMushCaveC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Wow... Exile... that was a very strange memory. Certainly not my own.
ZanaSynthMemoryMushCaveA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Help! 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryMushCaveB
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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--
ZanaSynthMemoryMushCaveC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Well, I'm not sure whose memory that was, but it's safe to say you shouldn't eat mushrooms you don't know.

Paradise Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryOasisA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryOasisB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryOasisC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Even if I could remember my life, Exile, I am certain no single drink would ever have tasted so good.
ZanaSynthMemoryOasisA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryOasisB
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryOasisC
Zana, Master Cartographer: At long last, a memory that didn't make me want to curl up into a ball and weep!

Grim Sepulchre Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryOssuaryA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Centuries of my predecessors line these walls. It is the ultimate honor to rest with them, supposedly, but I have my doubts.
VenariusSynthMemoryOssuaryB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: How would anyone know which bones are mine? How would anyone know that I am even here? Because I recognise none of these remains myself...
VenariusSynthMemoryOssuaryC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I can relate to that feeling, Exile.
ZanaSynthMemoryOssuaryA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Centuries of my predecessors line these walls. It is supposedly the ultimate honor to rest with them, but I have my doubts.
ZanaSynthMemoryOssuaryB
Zana, Master Cartographer: How would anyone know which bones are mine? How would anyone know that I am even here? Because I recognise none of these remains myself...
ZanaSynthMemoryOssuaryC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Confronting one's mortality is always troubling, isn't it? I believe Venarius would not be so humble as the owner of this memory.

City Park Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryParkA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: People stream down the street towards Oriath Square. I hear their shouts and cheers, and when Mother isn't looking, sneak out to join the merry crowd. Just outside the pens, a Karui boy, no older than I, stands atop the gallows.
VenariusSynthMemoryParkB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I see by the sign around his neck he has been caught stealing. I swear I will not look away. But fear overtakes me. I hear the rope snap taut and the crowd cheer, but I fight back tears...
VenariusSynthMemoryParkC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I remember this well, Exile. I remember hearing that snap in my dreams for many years.
ZanaSynthMemoryParkA
Zana, Master Cartographer: People 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryParkB
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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...
ZanaSynthMemoryParkC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Was that Venarius as a child? I think perhaps it was... society has not changed much since he was young.

Landing Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryPierA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The stench convenes around me thicker than the press of the vagabonds themselves. Though starving, their strength while holding on to one another is surprising. I'm trapped in a knot of ragged bodies, and the men of the Church clap me in irons despite my cries.
VenariusSynthMemoryPierB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I'm not one of them! Can't you hear me? I'm not Maraketh, nor homeless, and have committed no sins. That ship is not for me! Why won't you listen?
VenariusSynthMemoryPierC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I think this is one of mine, Exile. I feel it: at eight years old, I was almost exiled by mere happenstance. If my mother had not found me and gotten the Templars to release me, I would have been lost...
ZanaSynthMemoryPierA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Out 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryPierB
Zana, Master Cartographer: We 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryPierC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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!

Volcanic Plateau Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryPlateauA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I'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.
VenariusSynthMemoryPlateauB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I dreamt of magic and adventure when I was younger. It's a shame this world isn't more exciting.
VenariusSynthMemoryPlateauC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: From what I've seen in my time with you, Exile, the owner of that memory must have been uncommonly lucky to avoid Wraeclast's dangers. Or, seemingly, unlucky.
ZanaSynthMemoryPlateauA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryPlateauB
Zana, Master Cartographer: I dreamt of magic and adventure when I was younger. It's a shame this world isn't more exciting.
ZanaSynthMemoryPlateauC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Ah, what I would give for a boring life...

Lush Wetlands Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryPoolsAndStreamsA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: My 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryPoolsAndStreamsB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: My 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryPoolsAndStreamsC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: So peaceful. I could have dwelt in that memory forever. Alas, I do not think it belongs to me.
ZanaSynthMemoryPoolsAndStreamsA
Zana, Master Cartographer: My 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryPoolsAndStreamsB
Zana, Master Cartographer: My 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryPoolsAndStreamsC
Zana, Master Cartographer: It's not all doom and gloom, Exile. It's worth remembering that.

Detention Centre Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryPrisonA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The shackles cut into my wrists and ankles. The guards are deaf to my pleading, but I am no murderer. If I am guilty of anything, it is falling in love with the wrong person. Justice served, they claim.
VenariusSynthMemoryPrisonB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: This is not justice. Any chance at justice evaporated the moment I walked into the courtroom and saw her husband held the gavel. I'm just the scapegoat. It's easy to get away with murder when you're the judge...
VenariusSynthMemoryPrisonC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: How horrid! Are all people as corrupt, Exile? Thankfully I'm certain this was not me.
ZanaSynthMemoryPrisonA
Zana, Master Cartographer: The 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryPrisonB
Zana, Master Cartographer: This 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryPrisonC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.

Labour Camp Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryQuarryA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryQuarryB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The metal beneath rapidly corrodes. Have I found it at last? I run to alert the General. I'm told not to speak of what I found. The other slaves must continue the dig, but I am set free...
VenariusSynthMemoryQuarryC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I don't think I was ever a slave. What did they find, I wonder?
ZanaSynthMemoryQuarryA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryQuarryB
Zana, Master Cartographer: The 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryQuarryC
Zana, Master Cartographer: This must have been one of the Eternal slaves... an Ezomyte, maybe. But sinew beneath stone? What could that be?

Rockpools Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryReefA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryReefB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: When 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryReefC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I'm certain I was never exiled, and thank the Gods. What a terrible fate... oh... oh, dear. Sorry.
ZanaSynthMemoryReefA
Zana, Master Cartographer: The 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryReefB
Zana, Master Cartographer: When 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryReefC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Just goes to show, even as the world around us lays in ruins, things could always be worse.

Cliffside Path Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryLushCraterA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryLushCraterB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Yet 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryLushCraterC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: If I still possessed a heart, it would now be broken. We are no strangers to the returning dead, but this was not my memory.
ZanaSynthMemoryLushCraterA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLushCraterB
Zana, Master Cartographer: Yet 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryLushCraterC
Zana, Master Cartographer: She leapt, Exile. I felt her fall... What terrible anguish she felt...

Rooftops Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryRooftopA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryRooftopB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The Seneschals have at last elected a new High Templar. Rumour has it they've sought young blood. Someone who can revitalise the Templar. Someone who can bring them into the modern age. Whoever it is, he can't be worse than the last one. The bastard set us back fifty years!
VenariusSynthMemoryRooftopC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: A changing of the guard? I don't think this was me, but it feels strangely familiar.
ZanaSynthMemoryRooftopA
Zana, Master Cartographer: The 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryRooftopB
Zana, Master Cartographer: The 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!
ZanaSynthMemoryRooftopC
Zana, Master Cartographer: That was Dominus' ascension to power. I remember seeing the smoke from the orphanage... it was so soon after my father's disappearance.

Reclaimed Temple Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryFissureA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Master'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.
VenariusSynthMemoryFissureB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryFissureC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Maligaro... that name rings a bell... was it mine? No... this memory feels too old.
ZanaSynthMemoryFissureA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Master'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.
ZanaSynthMemoryFissureB
Zana, Master Cartographer: The 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...
ZanaSynthMemoryFissureC
Zana, Master Cartographer: A memory from someone close to the Inquisitor. How exciting! I bet there are many historians who would be interested in such a find.

Ritual Memory

VenariusSynthMemorySanctuaryA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: What is it? You know I am not to be disturbed during my communion with God. It's here? Get it to the lab immediately! I feel a rush of excitement as I review the contents of the crate.
VenariusSynthMemorySanctuaryB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: 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...
VenariusSynthMemorySanctuaryC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: How curious... this feels familiar to me. What was inside the box? Perhaps another memory will tell us.
ZanaSynthMemorySanctuaryA
Zana, Master Cartographer: What 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!
ZanaSynthMemorySanctuaryB
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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...
ZanaSynthMemorySanctuaryC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Exile, who was that? How did he come to have pieces of the map device? Were they then delivered to my father?

Eternal Residence Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryScepterA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I'm so very late. This is deeply embarrassing. I fear the wait will be too long now. But this is my one chance to meet the great Laureate and I will not let it go to waste!
VenariusSynthMemoryScepterB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Malachai says he has perfected new techniques that will unlock the raw power hidden within the Virtue Gems. I have volunteered my body to the cause. I feel no fear, no hunger, no pleasure... nothing. I hear only his voice. I must obey...
VenariusSynthMemoryScepterC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Exile, what a horrible moment I just experienced. I feel for whoever this memory belonged to. I'm glad it was not mine.
ZanaSynthMemoryScepterA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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!
ZanaSynthMemoryScepterB
Zana, Master Cartographer: Malachai 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...
ZanaSynthMemoryScepterC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Ugh, I feel disgusting after that. Even within that memory I could feel Malachai's presence wrapping around my mind like grasping little fingers.

Effluvia Memory

VenariusSynthMemorySewersA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: We 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.
VenariusSynthMemorySewersB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: As 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...
VenariusSynthMemorySewersC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Did I lead a life of crime? I don't think so... I expect this story did not end well. The Empire was not too kind to thieves.
ZanaSynthMemorySewersA
Zana, Master Cartographer: We 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.
ZanaSynthMemorySewersB
Zana, Master Cartographer: As 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...
ZanaSynthMemorySewersC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.

Shanty Town Memory

VenariusSynthMemorySlumsA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Sarn is the land of opportunity, they said. The cradle of civilisation. Pardon me if I don't feel swaddled and taken care of in this 'cradle.'
VenariusSynthMemorySlumsB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: It's starve or steal, and I think I know which one I like better.
VenariusSynthMemorySlumsC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Was I poor and hungry on the streets of Sarn? I think not, exile. This memory feels foreign to me.
ZanaSynthMemoryCitySlumsA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Sarn 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.'
ZanaSynthMemoryCitySlumsB
Zana, Master Cartographer: It's starve or steal. I think I know which one I like better.
ZanaSynthMemoryCitySlumsC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.

Pristine Palace Memory

VenariusSynthMemorySolarisA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Tonight 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!
VenariusSynthMemorySolarisB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I 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...
VenariusSynthMemorySolarisC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: He killed me. Exile! That Emperor Chitus, he cut me in half...! No, not me. I am no backstabber. I would have faced him head-on.
ZanaSynthMemorySolarisA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Tonight 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!
ZanaSynthMemorySolarisB
Zana, Master Cartographer: I 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...
ZanaSynthMemorySolarisC
Zana, Master Cartographer: 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.

Tangle Memory

VenariusSynthMemorySpiderForestA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: I'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.
VenariusSynthMemorySpiderForestB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: The crowd begins to shiver and shake as I creep between their bound hands. Some moan for help. Others scream as their bodies bubble, and I realize I cannot help them. Tiny spiders pour out of open wounds.
VenariusSynthMemorySpiderForestC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Oh, no! I can still feel them crawling on me!
ZanaSynthMemorySpiderForestA
Zana, Master Cartographer: I'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.
ZanaSynthMemorySpiderForestB
Zana, Master Cartographer: The 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.
ZanaSynthMemorySpiderForestC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Exile, if you ever find me trapped in webbing like that... put me out of my misery.

Infested Temple Memory

VenariusSynthMemorySpiderThicketA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Where am I? What happened? I remember a massive spider coming at me, and then... huh, I'm stuck in webbing...
VenariusSynthMemorySpiderThicketB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: My stomach is really rumbling... and it hurts... and it's bulging... and rippling...
VenariusSynthMemorySpiderThicketC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: After that memory, I think I'm afraid of spiders.
ZanaSynthMemorySpiderThicketA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Where am I? What happened? I remember a massive spider coming at me, and then... huh, I'm stuck in webbing...
ZanaSynthMemorySpiderThicketB
Zana, Master Cartographer: My stomach is really rumbling... and it hurts... and it's bulging... and rippling...
ZanaSynthMemorySpiderThicketC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Ugh, what a horrid way to die. Exile, if you ever find me in that state, you know what to do, right?

Mud Pit Memory

VenariusSynthMemorySwampBogA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Beneath the summer sun we follow Tarcus in search of the promised land. Before long, hunger grips our stomachs. The doomlands take their toll. Our numbers dwindle, and discord spreads among the tribesmen.
VenariusSynthMemorySwampBogB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Veruso'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.
VenariusSynthMemorySwampBogC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Exile, this terrible memory is far too old to have been mine. Let's keep looking.
ZanaSynthMemorySwampBogA
Zana, Master Cartographer: Beneath 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.
ZanaSynthMemorySwampBogB
Zana, Master Cartographer: Veruso'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.
ZanaSynthMemorySwampBogC
Zana, Master Cartographer: How horrible... the founders of Sarn! Not such a promising start.

Overgrowth Memory

VenariusSynthMemoryThicketA
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: He 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.
VenariusSynthMemoryThicketB
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: That's it. I'm out of here. Now... which way did I come from? Was it this way? No. Must have been this way. Hmm... this doesn't look familiar either. None of this looks familiar, and I think I can hear the wolves coming closer...
VenariusSynthMemoryThicketC
Cavas, Forgotten Spirit: Oh dear, what a frightful situation. I don't think I did much midnight hiking, Exile.
ZanaSynthMemoryThicketA
Zana, Master Cartographer: He 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.
ZanaSynthMemoryThicketB
Zana, Master Cartographer: That'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...
ZanaSynthMemoryThicketC
Zana, Master Cartographer: Huh... I've never felt lost like that before... I didn't care for it. I think I prefer knowing exactly where I stand.