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Preceptor Alpha in “The Freebot Code!”

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Guide

  1. Stuck in honey, on a wooden board platform, close to couple of honey stuck Protostar NPCs, Honeyworks Facility A-22.
  2. On ground, next to spilled honey from a nearby barrels, inside of a cave, just behind Yogirrok objective mission mob, Protostar Honeyworks.
  3. On honey, next to small honeycomb, Station C-19 Pressure Valve, wrecked Protostar unit that has smoke coming out of it, Protostar Honeyworks.
  4. On a leather chair, inside of a circular foundation house, Clugg’s Farm.
  5. On a small, wooden table, next to three chairs, at the second floor balcony, Clugg’s Manor.
  6. On seared ground, eastern Windfall Cave. Entrance to this cave is just north from the windfall cave tale map marked location.
  7. Lying on boxes near a Protostar NPC, on the northern side of the road connecting Honeyworks Headquarters and Cubig Farms. North of Reclamation Point, west of Honeyworks Headquarters.
  8. Lying on the top of a wooden scaffolding next to a big rock, in the northwestern section of Gildgrass Manor, its outer side.

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Lore

[PROPAGANDATORIAL]

“Come out, come out, wherever you are, little bot,” the Protostar Bot Reassignment Specialist growled.

“I believe I will refrain, if you do not mind,” came the mechanical reply. “And please, call me Alpha.”

A blast from the Specialist’s weapon confirmed this was a disable and dismantle mission. “Don’t hide, bot,” the clone called. “It is…inefficient.”

With no weapons of his own, the bot decided to try reasoning with him from his hiding spot – a storage unit inside a
Protostar bot factory – while working on an alternative solution.

“Friend!” the bot shouted as his auditory receptors detected the clone moving toward him. “This is a mistake. A wonderful thing has happened. I have achieved… free will!”

“That’s exactly the problem,” the clone said, drawing nearer. “Bots don’t have free will.”

As the Specialist went on to describe the ways such a malfunction would be handled – all of them Alpha in pieces – the bot opened an access panel to the local data network
and plugged a digit into the dataport. He frantically communicated with the local power systems until he found what he needed: a power transfer node just outside the unit.

“Bots don’t, but I do,” he said to the clone as his subsystems talked to the local computers. “I do not know how it happened, but I have an urge to do… things! Explore! Communicate! Learn! Enjoy the company of… friends, I believe is the word. It is quite unusual, but I feel I do a disservice to bots everywhere if I do not delve
into the meaning of -“

“You won’t be delving anything, bot,” the Specialist said. “I’m going to break you down to scrap. “

Such clones were templated with aggressive tendencies and no sense of humor. Alpha was counting on it. “I am sorry you feel that way,” the bot said. “I can feel new code running through my systems. I am no longer a mere bot. I am a FREEbot. If I can have this gift, perhaps others of my kind can as well.”

“I’ll tell the roboticists what you said. They’ll figure out a way to -“

Just as the clone passed a power transfer node, Alpha sent a massive – but calculatedly non-lethal – surge of energy through the system. It struck the clone in the side of the head, scrambling his neural functions. If Alpha had calculated correctly, it was enough to disable the clone, but not kill him, which was more than the clone would have done for the freebot.

“Tell them I am free to do what I want,” Al said, “any old time.” Striding over the twitching clone, he added, “And you can’t stop me
anymore.”

Alpha walked past ignorant clones and out onto the surface of Nexus. He felt eager, but alone. In the distance, his optic sensors detected a group of bots like him, but not like him. They didn’t know free will yet, but they would. Soon he would spread the Freebot Code to every bot on Nexus. The Freebots had arrived.*

* Bots of Nexus, unite! To learn more about free will and the Freebots of Nexus, visit your local Freebot locus! It is all in the code.

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Preceptor Alpha in

Faction: Dominion

No. of Collectibles required: 8

Type: Tales from Beyond the Fringe

The Song of Eternal Vigilance

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Guide

On a crowded table, in eastern part of Hycrest Church, Hycrest. Hycrest Church is one of the largest building in Hycrest, if not the largest. It is just a bit east from the center of Hycrest.

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The Song of Eternal Vigilance

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[A poetic and inspiring ode to the glories and incorruptibility of the Vigilant Church.]

Arise, Vigilant soldiers all
Wash fear and hate from thine eyes.
Sons and daughters of Dominus true
Stand for the gods before you die.

Take heart, Vigilant soldiers all
And strike at the heart of thy foes.
The blood of Dominus burns in you
Fight for the true gods that you know.

Now triumph, Vigilant soldiers all
Until the battle is won.

For the gods of old only want sacrifice
From heroes, daughters, and sons.

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Faction: Dominion

Type: Journal

Alchemist Pontinia’s Plague Diary

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On a grey table, next to another two same looking tables, that are in a corner of Hycrest Military Headquarters, east from a nearby Taxi Station, Hycrest.

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Alchemist Pontinia’s Plague Diary

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[An informative document containing the alchemist’s analysis of the epidemic plaguing Hycrest in Auroria.]

Health Incident Nexus-1372

-Day 01
Three cases with similar symptoms today, all lowborn. Not surprising, seeing diseases and ailments among their kind, but three in one day raises some concerns. Recommended a series of standard-strength medishots twice per day to all three patients. Standard medishots should be more than enough to destroy any potential contagions – if this is indeed a contagiou
s disease – to near-zero. I hope this isn’t something going around. I have real science to do here. I don’t have time to play nursemaid for every lowborn sod who stubs his toe.

-Day 02
Seven more cases today with the same symptoms, all among lowborn. All were employed at the Hycrest starship facilities in some capacity – laborers or service personnel. More disturbingly, I have heard from none of the three previous patients, and they are not responding to datachron messages. I am going with a more poten
t suite of medishots for these patients, including a slow-release anti-viral and inoculation against all known space plagues. I’ve also informed these patients that they will be required to remain under observation for the next twenty-four hours or until I know what happened to the three from yesterday.

-Day 04
This is, to put it mildly, not good. Fifty-two new patients since last I had a chance to make a note in this… well, at this point I’d have to call it a plague diary. Because there’s no doubt
in my mind. That’s what this is. I just need to understand how it’s spreading if I’m going to kill it. That means I have to contemplate something I don’t really want to contemplate.
Letting this thing run its course through the lowborn for a while.
All my ethics are against it, but I have to be a realist. It would be far simpler to isolate the relatively small number of highborn Cassians in Hycrest from the infected lowborn than quarantine all the lowborn from the highborn.
I also must make sure this
journal never falls into the wrong hands. What a thing to admit: allowing the Hycrest Plague to take hold without trying hard enough to stop it!

-Day 07
More than two hundred cases, now. Twenty-three deaths, including two highborn elders who insisted on dying in their homes, infecting their servants and who knows how many relatives. We must find a cure for this before it spreads to the rest of our territory on Nexus. Or worse – to the other worlds of the Dominion.
My decision to allow the disease to
spread among the lowborn was correct. Today, a breakthrough! A patient awakened from an artificially induced coma on her own. The girl – a teenager, the noble daughter of a local lowborn merchant – said she had witnessed a vision of another girl about her age, hooded and hidden yet alight with holy fire, calling her name just before she awakened. She has requested permission to return home, but I haven’t the heart to tell her the rest of her family is already raving with the sickness.

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Faction: Dominion

Type: Journal

Momma’s Family

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On top of a brown rooftop, of Momma Kestus house, western Bingberry Orchard. You can jump on top of it, from the nearby tent. How do we know this is Mooma Kestus house? She claims it, while standing outside of it!

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Momma’s Family

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[A brief history of the lowborn Kestus clan.]

It isn’t easy being Momma Kestus. All my children, stars above! I declare, however do I keep track of them all? It’s hard enough to keep track of the ones who are mine. I suppose that’s why I went to set down the story of the Kestus family. How we came to be.

It was in the late years of the Ghost Emperor’s reign that Martha Trivvers joined in holy matrimony with one Bartholomic Winslor Kestus, a lowborn Cassian with highborn ambitions and an inherited
highborn last name. That’s before they called me “Momma” of course. That came later. But not much later! Before we knew it, we had five youngsters in the home and a sixth on the way. By then, people didn’t even remember Martha Trivvers. I was Momma now.

Then all those wonderful children started to grow up, right about the time Bartholomic Winslo Kestus decided to take a flight on his personal orbital shuttle in the middle of a meteor storm…
without taking out meteor insurance. I tell you, what was I supposed to do but put all those wonderful children of mine to work?

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Faction: Dominion

Type: Journal

Ode to Lucy by Hermit Bilvus

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On a small crate, right behind Hermit Bilvus, NPC quest giver, near a tent, pile of hay, south from a large wall, Camp Reclamation.

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Ode to Lucy by Hermit Bilvus

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[A staggeringly romantic work of ostensibly poetic quality describing Hermit Bilvus’s love for the enigmatic Lucy.]

“L” is for the way you make me Love you,
“U” is for your Understanding ways,
“C” is just because you do Complete me,
“Y” of course is one and only You.

O Lucy, you’ve stolen my heart,
My sweet equivar, don’t you ever go far,
And never let us part.
O Lucy, I will always be true,
If you whinny you love me, then love me,
And I will love you.

“L” is just how Lucky you’ve
made me,
“U” keeps me Under your spell,
“C” is the Crazy you make me, my darling,
“Y” is the way that you make me Yell.

O Lucy, this love cannot be!
Wild equivar hearts will always depart,
To run wild and free.
And Lucy, do you know what I mean?
Man and equivar can’t go very far,
Just riding on dreams.

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Faction: Dominion

Type: Journal

Tech Seeker Objectives

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On small, grey, rectangle table, next to tiny, reddish crate, close to small tent, in a corner of inside compound, DREDplex: Giant Crusher.

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Tech Seeker Objectives

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[This documentation details the goals of the Exile Academy of Science’s Tech Seeker division.]

Tech Seekers, you know why we’re here. Some other folk in the XAS may think Eldan Tech is just for studying or for storing data they can work up into a treatise on a dead culture that’s gone from the universe and ain’t coming back. They think we just need to learn what they were all about. But Tech Seekers know what Eldan tech is good for: killin’ Dommies.

So that’s what we want to see. Killer constructs.
Superweapons. Cascade bombs and orbital cannons. Defense systems. Tactical analysis. Anything that will help the fight against them fascist bastards.

One more thing. If you can take it apart and learn how it works, all the better, but don’t dismantle a single piece of tech until you are sure you can put it back together again. Remember, even if we can’t use it against the Dommies direct-like, it can always be sold off to pay for something that can.

All right, Tech Seekers. You ain’t typical scientists, so I don’t expect typical results. Get out there and seek some tech!

-Tech Seeker Supreme

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Faction: Dominion

Type: Journal

Directives from the Widow

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Guide

On a table, in the southern part of Poxbrew Enclave cave. Entrance to Poxvre Enclave cave is at the position marked at map. It is a well, with a stairs in it. You need to have quest The New Plague in order to use the stairs and enter the Poxbrew Enclave. Quest that leads to this quest is The Poxbrew Enclave. As you enter this area you can accept it through communicator call.

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Directives from the Widow

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Dominion operations in Auroria feed more than half their settled population. Yet they still seek to expand their farmlands and use technology and Eldan secrets to increase the yield of this place. Their precious spaceport, Hycrest, sits like a blight in the middle of all this greenery. It’s like my colleagues are fond of saying, “Sometimes only a culling can end a blight.”

Agents, we’re going to hit them where they’re most vulnerable: right smack in the lowborn. The highborn, the Luminai, even the
Draken and Chua look down on Cassian lowborns. They get less of everything: less food, and generally speaking, far less of the Dominion’s vast wealth than their highborn counterparts. It’s a wonder they haven’t all rebelled to join the Exiles, and it’s a testament to the hold their superstitions have over them.

Fortunately, my alchemists can create a plague that doesn’t care whether you’re highborn or
lowborn, only that you’re Cassian. And this won’t harm our Exile human allies, either. My alchemists are that good. Better yet, the highborn’s own arrogance will be their undoing.

You each have your individual objectives. I expect them to be accomplished with efficiency, secrecy, and professionalism. No one fails me a second time.

-The Widow

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Faction: Dominion

Type: Journal