Описание
My people, the Tenebreans, exist in a collapsing cosmos. We harvest other universes to sustain our own, using vessels such as this and agents such as myself. But I grew to love Telara too much. When I abandoned my mission, I thought this cosmos would be safe, but the gods we captured to power this vessel are stirring. The hatred we instilled in them is reflected in their dreams, in Lord Arak.
I sense his presence. Free me and we will face him together and make our escape! Please?
Исход
Well, with some trepidation, I've told them the truth. We slew Lord Arak, but the gods aboard the vessel will dream him into existence again. They may still be asleep, but not for long, and they'll initiate the destruction protocols once they awaken.
At some point soon, we'll have to go aboard that ship and destroy those deities before they harvest this cosmos for the Tenebreans. But that is a battle for another day.
Thank you for everything, [%Name]. All these years I've kept my history secret, and it is a relief to finally confess my past to my allies. Hopefully, they won't lock me away for it!