Introduction
You’re one of them, aren’t you? An Exile? What strange odds to meet you here and now. I am Eagon, and I am undertaking an immensely important mission - and perhaps you can be of some use. See this tear? It is a gateway of sorts… to different realities within the Atlas. You may be wondering how I know all this… of course, a commonborn such as yourself wouldn’t understand! The Originator of these realities left breadcrumbs. A trail. A thread of physical manifestations of the person’s memories. They seem to be experimenting with the Atlas in a profound way. Entangling themself within the very fabric of what the Atlas is made of… and there, I believe they are trapped. With my brain and your brawn, perhaps we can find answers to these questions. I’m sure there’ll be something in it for you, to make it worth your while. What do you say?
Zana’s Memories
This tear – and others like them – give us a glimpse into what this other plane of reality is composed of. Their compositions took me quite some time to deconstruct, but working backward from its final structure, I was able to reinterpret them using the superposition of the memories’ resonances and offsetting that entanglement from the Atlas itself… Hmm… have I lost you? It is merely the nature of reality we are discussing here! Put plainly, in finding these tears, we can access the memories within them. There, we can chase down the one creating them. The Originator. Unfortunately, the Atlas seems to have some unstable effects on the… {presentation} of these memories… but I hope that we can reach the Originator and save… her – well, more on that later.
EagonWildApproachTear
Go on, Exile - approach the tear.
EagonAnnoyedApproachGossip
What are you doing? Approach the tear!
EagonOnFinalZanaPortalOpen
We have done it! We have her location! There seems to be a safe haven within her web of threads. How remarkable! Finally… I have a chance to properly talk with Zana and get the answers I deserve. Let us make our way there at once.
EagonUnlockFirstTearWild
It is done.
Thread Coordinates
I have the thread coordinates. You will need to visit each location along the thread, to gain access to the subsequent ones. You have access to a map device, yes? Good. Let us meet there and I shall reveal the location of the first memory.
EagonWildDoNotDally
Do not dally!
Kirac
Quite the establishment you’ve got here! Kirac looks much older in person… I must say, I don’t really care for his demeanour. Rather grumpy and sour. Rather… dull. In any case, shall we utilise these coordinates?
Zana
She… knew me? But how? I am… bewildered to say the least. We must not stop. It is not clear whether she is fully aware of what is happening. She may be confused. We must explore more threads and find her once again.
Zana_2
I cannot begin to fathom what she was talking about. It is… deeply troubling. This is the closest I’ve ever been to my family, and yet… I feel immensely distant. We must press on. I must have answers. We must find another tear!
Saving Zana
She said… she is not my sister? Then… who am I? None of this makes any sense. My life continues to be an unsolved mystery. But I must move forward. I must… aspire. We should continue our work. There must be a way to appeal to Zana to prevent her unravelling herself beyond redemption. If we continue to disrupt these memories, perhaps we can prevent her from destroying herself. Atlas be damned! We must save Zana!
My Sister
My sweet sister… though I’ve not been able to communicate with her, I’ve read everything I could get my hands on that she has written… I feel a connection to her. I do feel some semblance of jealousy that she had time with our father, yes. I also feel guilty that I wasn’t there for her when she needed me. That is something I hope to make right. And perhaps, if I am lucky, Zana may have answers to some of my most burning questions…
My Father
It was not a… traditional upbringing. I wanted for nothing… except knowing who I truly was. The family I was placed with treated me less like a child and more like a patron. Disgusting, really. Sometimes I’d wish to learn a lesson the hard way. Sometimes I’d wish to be told no… or even to receive a light beating. But these are inconsequential complaints. Had I known I was the bastard son of the {magnificent} Valdo Caeserius, perhaps I would have felt differently. Everyone has some sort of confusing path to navigate and this was mine. Here and now… I just wish to know why. Why did he cast me out? Why didn’t he wish to know his only son? Perhaps these questions will haunt me all my mortal life.
The Realisation
It took me years to fully unravel that I was a Caeserius. You may look at me and think, auburn hair, gifted, eloquent and well-dressed… how obvious! But the person you see before you and the one that grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth are quite different people. Funnily enough, it was a maid that planted the seed in my mind. She would hum a tune as she changed the bed dressings in my room. One day, I asked her what it was she was humming. Without thinking, she laughed and said it was {‘one of Valdo’s favourites’}. There was no question in my mind who she was referring to. But why would this woman know such a man’s favourite melodies? And why is she {now} taking care of me? I probed further and she soon began to resemble a ripe tomato and bolted out the door. I pressed the family on this. I never saw the maid again and I was shunned from asking such questions. The relationship grew ever more sour after that. I knew this was a significant matter… but I didn’t know the extent to which so many people had gone to keep me from knowing the truth.
Exceeding Potential
Yes, yes. It would of course mean a lot to know {why}… but I have scant reason to think of it now. The trajectory of my life changed the moment I knew, albeit vaguely, who I was. The son of a notably brilliant mind! Bastard or not, I would live up to that truth. I would exceed my potential. Blast it, I would exceed his potential too! I became obsessed with his work. Who he was as a father mattered less to me - I expected I’d never know him that way. But I was determined to make the most of the brain I’d inherited. In some ways, in spite of him. In other ways, because of him.
Pushing our Limits
Well… without the support of Templar backing and father’s innumerable donors, I am actually a self-made explorer of the Atlas. I would say I’ve done quite well for myself, wouldn’t you? What I lack in sheer strength, I make up for with Caeserius wit and arrogance. If not for that, I don’t think I’d have made it this far. Sometimes we all must push ourselves beyond our limits, to get what we truly want… and what we truly deserve.
Memory Tears
Once I had learned about my family’s fate, I was determined to follow in their footsteps. To traverse realities. To navigate the Atlas. I suppose initially I was driven by a desire to find them. But soon I was driven by a desire to better myself. To grow my capabilities. Thankfully, I am more self-aware than my father. I saw the folly in his ways. Once I discovered the tears, once I glimpsed Zana within them… my attention was refocused. Everything is now about saving her.
EagonOnZanasGoal
I struggle to understand her. How can she believe this is the only way? What does it even mean… to destroy the Atlas? The Atlas is but another interpretation of the reality we see. How can one exist without the other? I feel inept. She {must} know something I do not. For that reason, I am fearful. Let me be on this topic. I must consider it further…
EagonOnEndOfAtlas
You really must push on with this, yes? I believe I asked politely to not be questioned further on it! Look, I do not know what it means. But yes… Zana is indeed affecting the Atlas in a significant way. Somehow, her memories are spilling over into the rest of the Atlas. I… I don’t know how. I must think on it!
EagonOnWayForward1
How can I know the way forward if I don’t know how or why these things are happening, you simpleton! Idiot!
EagonOnWayForward2
I’m… sorry. This is all quite stressful. I’m sure there is a logical explanation. Once I know what it is, you’ll be the first to hear about it.
The Maven
Ugh, eldritch entities… I’d rather not start thinking about all that for the moment, if you don’t mind. I’ve had a hard enough time contemplating what is happening with my family, let alone all that nonsense!
Sirus, Awakener of Worlds
I know little of this foolish man. All I do know is that he once served Zana, but whoever that was is not who he has become. The Atlas has claimed many friends, and family…
The Envoy
Ah, yes… I have heard his ramblings in my travels within the Atlas. Not very scientific, to my ears. I find myself wondering if that being just enjoys hearing himself talk.
Seeking Answers
It is… deeply troubling. For years, I believed her to be my sister. If she is not my sister, then Valdo is not my father. Yet… she said I mean ‘much’ to her. I must have answers. I must… understand.
EagonApproachFirstTime
You there! A moment of your time?
EagonOpenGatewayFirstTime
Fantastic! What a magnificent device… go on, then! See what you can find in there!
EagonFinalMapStartOne
This is it! Here, we should be able to find the memory kernel of this thread… go well, Exile!
EagonSeesChildZanaOne
Sweet sister. Tormented by your own creation… in this horrid prison of your mind… do what you must, Exile. Save her from whatever horror the Atlas makes of her memory! But know this, you must be-
EagonFinalMapEndOne
Well done! I knew you could do it! Now… I should be able to harness the origin of this form to… ugh… no matter, step aside.
EagonMemoryExtractedOne
There we have it! Now we have the true origin of this particular thread. With this, we can track down the Originator! Let us meet back at the device!
EagonPinnacleOpenOne
Now… We must find her!
EagonPinnacleZanaOne
This is different.
EagonValdoAppearsOne
My word… It is him… Father…
EagonAfterFirstPinnacleOne
Zana! You don’t know me. But I am your–
EagonAfterFirstPinnacleTwo
What… What just happened? Where did she go? Damn it!
EagonApproachTear_Random
Here, Exile! Another tear!
EagonApproachTear_5
Over here, don’t dally!
EagonApproachTear_9
Exile, we have yet to unravel this one!
EagonApproachTear_13
Look, Exile - a fresh tear!
EagonFinalMapStartTwo
We’ve made it. Search for the memory kernel here and I will come to you!
EagonFinalMapEndTwo
Please, allow me to extract the location…
EagonMemoryExtractedTwo
I have it. Now back to the map device.
EagonPinnacleOpenTwo
Hopefully this time we will have {longer} to speak with her. Time to move.
EagonSeesChildZanaTwo
Another memory… An innocent moment between parent and child… distorted by the chaotic nature of the Atlas…
EagonAfterSecondPinnacleOne
Zana - wait! I must speak with you. I must understand!
EagonAfterSecondPinnacleTwo
But… why?
EagonAfterSecondPinnacleThree
No. Come back! Just a little longer, please!
EagonFinalMapStartThree
Go, Exile. Locate the kernel and depose it.
EagonMemoryExtractedThree
That’s it. We have what we need. Let us meet back at the device at once.
EagonPinnacleOpenThree
Time to finally get answers. I am ready… {Are you}?
EagonSeesChildZanaThree
Significant memories for a child… But a drop in a pool of insignificance to someone grown. Everything, a matter of perspective.
EagonAfterThirdPinnacleOne
Now, I must know… What is the meaning of this?
EagonAfterThirdPinnacleTwo
The tear… It remains open! Let us speak to my sister.
EagonAfterThirdPinnacleThree
Incredible! It allows us access. Let us speak to my sister!
EagonZanaConvoOne
It is true that I have pursued you, relentlessly so. But it is only to know your mind. To know your brilliance… and to save you.
EagonZanaConvoTwo
Forgive me, but this cryptic {nonsense} only drives me further into despair of not knowing. Be plain with me. Tell me the truth.
EagonZanaConvoThree
To destroy what?
EagonZanaConvoFour
But… {why}? Let us do this together. From the outside… Why must you suffer endlessly here to achieve this?
EagonZanaConvoFive
Sister, please… Let me help you.
EagonZanaConvoSix
What…? What do you mean?
EagonZanaConvoSeven
No! Wait!
EagonUnlockTear_Random
Meet me back at the device.
EagonUnlockTear_5
I have the coordinates.
EagonUnlockTear_9
Success. Return to the device when you are ready.
EagonExtractMemory_Random
One moment, Exile!
EagonExtractMemory_5
I shall extract the location.
EagonExtractMemory_7
Allow me!
EagonExtractMemory_11
This shouldn’t take a moment.
EagonExtractMemory_15
Right, where was I…?
EagonExtractMemory_20
Here we go, once more.
EagonOpenGateway_Random
It is ready.
EagonOpenGateway_6
It worked. Let us proceed.
EagonOpenGateway_10
The thread is revealed.
EagonOpenGateway_14
As expected.
EagonOpenGateway_19
Go now.
Eagon_Wild_BossCallout_Random
Be careful!
Eagon_Wild_BossCallout_4
Quickly - you must save her!
Eagon_Wild_BossCallout_7
She weakens. Hurry now!
Eagon_Wild_BossCallout_10
The time is now! Destroy this memory!
Eagon_Wild_BossCallout_12
Hurry, Exile! Lay waste to her tormentor!
Eagon_Wild_BossCallout_15
Protect her at all costs, Exile!
Eagon_Wild_BossCallout_18
Wait!
Eagon_Wild_BossCallout_21
Go!
Eagon_Wild_BossCallout_24
The balance tips in our favor!
Eagon_Wild_BossCallout_27
That’s it, Exile! Don’t stop now!
Eagon_Wild_BossKillCallout_Random
A sound execution!
Eagon_Wild_BossKillCallout_4
It is done!.
Eagon_Wild_BossKillCallout_7
Well done!
Eagon_Wild_BossKillCallout_10
The horror recedes!
Eagon_Wild_BossKillCallout_13
Her mind is eased!
Eagon_Wild_BossKillCallout_16
You’ve done it!
Destroying the Atlas
I struggle to understand her. How can she believe this is the only way? She has rearranged the very fabric of the Atlas. It’s impressive, albeit… foreboding. But why? My ignorance leaves me fearful. It is imperative that I understand the mechanisms by which she is shaping this reality. If we are fortunate, understanding {how} she is shaping it might illuminate {why}. Zana believes she is doing the right thing… But her choices are putting us all in danger. Can she not see that?
Destroying the Atlas_2
It’s strange… when I returned, I found myself holding something. I’ve not seen anything like it, yet… I feel I know what must be done with it. I believe this object can isolate Zana’s thoughts. We must find what Zana was thinking when she fractured the Atlas. If we can focus on her methods of reshaping, this might be {exactly} what we need. How such a fortuitous object ended up in my hand… Your guess is as good as mine. Take it. Venture into the Atlas once more.
Entering a Memory
This is it. The embodiment of her residual thought. A veritable treasure trove of information… and yes, trinkets for you, I’m sure - don’t you worry, my friend! If my calculations are correct, we can travel into her thought now that you’ve dealt with the threats surrounding it.
Zana’s Thoughts
Interesting… we haven’t shaped Zana’s exact thoughts… rather, we’ve extracted what Zana researched, but written from the perspective of those whose work she studied. I’ve never experienced anything like this. We are studying her studying. It’s thrilling! And more importantly, it’s progress. I did not anticipate the dangers our path created. Attempting to extract her thoughts thinned the dimensional barriers around the Atlas. Nothing you can’t handle, I’m sure! Were the trinkets you retrieved to your liking, Exile? Because I need to find more answers.
Penny of Zana’s Thoughts
Excellent work. This confirms we can track down more of Zana’s relevant thoughts. I propose we spread out our explorations of this new Atlas. Perhaps the fracturing has a purpose…
Eagon’s History
I’ve been thinking. If I am not Valdo’s bastard, why was the family who raised me so distressed by my questioning? The maid was familiar enough with the man to {hum his favorite tune.} Possibilities race through my mind. Perhaps only the maid knew Valdo? Perhaps my foster family despised the Caeserius’s? Perhaps I am not Valdo’s child, but Zana’s? I could go on… no theory feels quite right. The unfortunate conclusion looming before me is: my memories might not be my own. Be they fabrications, or someone else’s, I cannot proclaim with confidence that my history is even real.
Zana’s Plan
Thank you, Exile. I am beginning to understand what Zana’s plans are. Unfortunately, by the time we can put this understanding to action… it is probable that Zana will be lost. From what we’ve gathered, Zana has created her own map device, and used some separate arcana to amplify her shaping abilities. Pinpointing her location {now} will be… difficult, to put it mildly. Her reshaping of the Atlas is tactical. She has hidden the Nexus, where she likely resides. But why shed her memories to destroy the Atlas? Who is she trying to stop? Does she not see that she is creating more danger? We don’t yet have the full picture.
Our Next Steps
This may sound strange, but I feel… if I knew who I was, it would help us stop Zana. When we found her, she was genuinely surprised to see me. It threw her off… and at that moment, I saw her conviction falter. Am I… her weakness? She said “{I} must not understand.” Did she keep me away for a specific reason? Next time we meet, I want to disarm her further. We must find where Zana is located. We may not be able to stop her… but she could stop herself.
The Substance
That substance… it reminds me of a Templar device, though what we’ve found is only an approximation. The Thought Extractor, it was called. I’ve always wanted to try one… within ethical parameters, of course! A favorite of Templar interrogators, it could project someone’s thoughts as visions directly into the mind of the interrogator. It was able to extract truths from even the most suppressed recesses of one’s mind. Memories are not too different from thoughts. We should be able to use this substance and extract the information we need from Zana’s mind.
The Substance_2
I am certain there is more of this to be found. Its appearance is a byproduct of Zana’s reshaping of the Atlas. Zana’s meddling has seemingly created this substance from her memories, an unintended residue of her tangential thoughts while constructing corporeal manifestations of these principal moments… given a physical form restricted by the framework of her singular lived experience. Obviously! Oh, right - let me simplify it for you: find more of that substance!
The Consuming Question
I never wondered why I did not appear in any of Zana’s writings. Obviously, as her secret half-brother, she would have no idea who I was… But now I know that isn’t true, I’m left questioning everything. I have never felt less in control. Let me tell you, I hate that, exile. Who am I to her? I am now pained by the thought that she loves me, yet I have left no impression on her life worthy of putting pen to paper. She spent decades studying the Atlas, after our… {her} father lost himself in pursuit of the Elder. Zana was the only person intelligent enough to stop him {and} complete his mission of banishing the Elder. Her drive inspired me. I was going to surpass Valdo, and even Zana, in their accomplishments. I knew they’d be proud… if they knew who I was. In a twisted way, I {am} following in her footsteps. Just as she stopped the Shaper, I must stop Zana, to save her from what she could become.
The Templar Vaults
It’s not a literal place, if that’s what you’re asking. We did not just invade a Templar treasury. Like many things in the Atlas, the figurative must become tangible to be traversable. Unlike her memories, these Templar vaults are conceptual representations. A physical manifestation of their secured vaults is an apt allegory for the information Zana wanted to hide.
Isla’s Vault
You say you know this “Isla”? Is she as unstable as she sounds? She’s been in contact with Zana, and recently. It’s hard to believe she was once a Templar, when she’s performing such bold and, frankly, dangerous experimentation. To combine a map device with other magics, like runes, which draw power from differing arcanas… now that I’ve considered it a moment, it’s actually inspired. Why did I never think of that? Different peoples created their own map devices. The designs changed, but the functionality was relatively constant. Why not engineer it further? I surmise that Zana has altered her own map device. I’m not sure how, but they must be powerful alterations, if she could reshape the Atlas so quickly.
Isla’s Vault_2
This “Isla” character seems… dodgy. She’s been in contact with Zana, and recently. It’s hard to believe she was once a Templar, when she’s performing such bold and, frankly, dangerous experimentation. To combine a map device with other magics, like runes, which draw power from differing arcanas… now that I’ve considered it a moment, it’s actually inspired. Why did I never think of that? Different peoples created their own map devices. The designs changed, but the functionality was relatively constant. Why not engineer it further? I surmise that Zana has altered her own map device. I’m not sure how, but they must be powerful alterations, if she could reshape the Atlas so quickly.
Venarius’ Vault
I’m surprised that Zana would even {consider} lessons from High Templar Venarius. He was the reason her father disappeared… he’s undoubtedly a villain, but doubly so to her personally. Maybe she’s looking at where he went wrong? Trying to barter with the Elder was absurd, in hindsight. The Elder ended up being a bigger threat than the interdimensional demons Venarius feared. The Atlas is a beacon for powerful beings. It allows them access to Wraeclast, among other realms. And the number of entities being drawn toward the Atlas seems to only grow. I would quite enjoy seeing the High Templar’s face upon hearing the Elder’s defeat attracted three more Eldritch entities in its stead…
Valdo’s Vault
I’ve read about this Nexus of the Atlas. Sirus escaped into Oriath by obscuring his plans with a “storm at the heart of the Atlas.” That’s also where the Shaper built his stronghold. I knew the Nexus was the Elder’s dreamlands, but I did not realize the Atlas originally consisted {only} of the dreamlands. It’s strange to imagine it as anything less than infinite. It feels only natural for the Atlas to contain multitudes. Were the Atlas’s realms all created by Valdo? For Zana to have such impressive powers… I’m certain that Zana’s base of operations is the Nexus. However, her alterations to the Atlas have made identifying this “Nexus”… complicated.
Zana’s Vault
Zana wrote often about the enticing nature of the Atlas. Prolonged exposure caused madness - a very particular madness. The Atlas offers to fulfill one’s greatest desires. Her warnings were adamant enough that I have consciously limited my time in there. She wrote as if the Atlas had its own goals, its own discernment. A burgeoning sentience, rather than inert malleable clay. I wonder how much time Zana has spent in the Atlas? How did she stay sane, when all her companions could not? Perhaps that is why Zana is shedding her own memories - she is purging herself of the hopes the Atlas might tempt her with. But… I think it’s deeper than that. Zana managed to fight the Atlas’s influence with her memories intact for years. Why purge them now? If the Atlas has awareness… what does it desire?
Eagon_P2_FirstQuestCurrencyVoidstone
Well, that’s not {exactly} what I expected. Follow the path, but… be careful, Exile.
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Generic_Random
The monsters are powerful here. By my calculations, you’ll be fine! Probably.
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Generic_4
The enemies here are strong… but you are stronger, right, Exile?
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Generic_8
Increased danger can’t dissuade us. I’m not worried at all!
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Generic_11
Powerful foes on this path… Let’s get going, Exile.
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Generic_14
An empowered obstacle stands in our way. Are you ready?
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Generic_17
Our path has agitated these monsters. Be prepared, Exile!
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Generic_20
Formidable foes stand between us and answers. Eliminate them!
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Generic_23
It seems we’ve enraged the monsters in this area. Good luck!
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Generic_26
Answers lie just beyond the territory of these empowered enemies.
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Harvest_Random
Culling the plants the hermit woman tends should clear our path.
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Abyss_Random
Skeletal hordes pour from the earth… Put them back in the ground, Exile.
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Breach_Random
Our dimensional thinning is irresistible to these hiveborn demons.
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Ritual_Random
Do you know which God you are worshipping, Exile?
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Blight_Random
Even mindless menaces of the Atlas are drawn to our path.
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Ultimatum_Random
A “Vaal” man is blocking our path, claiming “Chaos” must be sated.
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Delirium_Random
This unnatural fog… I can almost hear… did you say something?
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Settlers_Random
Do we have a moment to study the composition of this ore?
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Expedition_Random
I believe helping your friends unearth their ancestors will clear our {own} path.
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Expedition_3
I believe helping your friends unearth their ancestors will clear our own path.
Eagon_P2_UsingCurrency_Legion_Random
How exciting! These crystals are filled with historical armies!
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Generic_Random
Only a couple of scratches on you! Let’s proceed to the vault.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Generic_4
I had no doubt you would succeed. We can now enter the vault!
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Generic_7
Our path is clear. Let’s head into the vault.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Generic_10
How did our pathing provoke these monsters? Right - another time.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Generic_13
You did it! The vault is now open.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Generic_16
Excellent work. I knew you could do it! Let’s go.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Generic_19
You’re quite good at eradicating enemies! Glad you’re on my side.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Harvest_Random
Was that the last crop? I sense we are now able to access her vault.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Abyss_Random
These necrotic creatures are long gone, right? Nevermind, I don’t want to know.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Breach_Random
Fearing these demons was one thing Venarius got right. Let’s go.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Ritual_Random
I’d question the wisdom of completing these rituals, if we had more time.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Blight_Random
These blights… The viscosity… I’ll need a bath after this. Quickly now.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Ultimatum_Random
I’m glad you survived that encounter - the monsters and the man.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Delirium_Random
We are lucky you stayed sane enough to prevail.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Settlers_Random
Extracting natural resources from imagined realities… Fascinating.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Expedition_Random
Interesting archeological method, explosives. Let’s continue to the vault.
Eagon_P2_MissionSuccess_Legion_Random
How are these armies still alive? No matter, into the vault.
Eagon_P2_FirstTimeEnteringTemplarVault
How curious! Zana’s thought has manifested itself as a templar vault - an appropriate concept for well kept secrets. Take what you must… I’ll gather the real treasure: information.
Eagon_P2_MissionFailed_Random
That’s a pity.
Eagon_P2_MissionFailed_4
We don’t have time for this. We need more answers.
Eagon_P2_MissionFailed_7
I don’t mean to alarm you, but the Atlas {is} at stake.
Eagon_P2_MissionFailed_10
I suppose that one seemed… difficult.
Eagon_P2_MissionFailed_13
Do you need me to jump in next time?
Eagon_P2_MissionFailed_14
Do you need {me} to jump in next time?
Eagon_P2_MissionFailed_16
Just a practice run, I take it?
Eagon_P2_MissionFailed_19
We were so close!
Eagon_P2_MissionFailed_22
Ah! Well. Next time, then.