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A Trooper’s Letter Home

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Guide

Inside a wrecked part of the crashed space ship – Widowmaker. This crashed part is filled with Cryopods.

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Western Grimvault

A Trooper’s Letter Home

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Dearest Mother,

I trust this letter finds its way to you in Gallow without too much trouble, and that you and my sisters are well. I sent along what pay I’ve gotten from the outfit so far in hopes it’ll keep y’all from fallin’ into destitution, I know it’s been rough since we lost Pa.

I ain’t much one for correspondin’, so I’m talkin’ this letter into my datachron in hopes that machine’ll write it out fair for ya to read.

We got us a mess’a trouble out here a place called the Grimvault, but you shouldn’t worry none. You know the commander’s the toughest son of a dagun this side’a the old admiral, and he can beat just about anything. It’s downright inspirin’ to serve a feller like that, and it makes ya think you can beat just about anything too. Even this Strain. It’s a nasty piece’a business, and it’s everywhere.
But we got the biggest brains in the whole XAS workin’ on a solution, and until then we’ll just keep fightin’ ’em as best we can.

Not much more I can report. Can’t give away objectives or operational secrets, but know that we’re going to win this thing. And nothin’ – not the Dommies, not the Strain, not even these weird things they’re callin’ Skurge are gonna stop us!

Your boy,
Private Zander Greenstock

Quick Facts

Faction: Exile

Type: Journal

Cleanup Crew

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Guide

On ground, close to a dead animal and couple of rocks, Fractured Fields area.
On a sandbag, next to other sandbags, Dropteam Chargers, cannon … Fractured Fields area.
On ground, among large boulders, Fractured Fields area.
On a red box, that stands on a platform surrounded with sandboxes, The Final Stand area.
Hidden almost on the edge of a map, east of Brinny’s Wayside Retreat.
On ground, next to NPC Vessa Farwander, Ghostwind Hollow area.
On a southeastern wall of Corrupted Installation compound.
On ground, behind sandbags, in close vicinity of another Exile post, Spineridge Depot.
On a small box, inside Boiling Depot post, close to a nearby Taxi Kiosk.
On a box, in the center of a small Exile post, Blighted Pass.
On ground, close to the outer wall of southwestern Corrupted Installation.
On ground, just bellow a wing of a crashed Space Ship, Alpha Company Crash area.

Map

Southern Grimvault

Cleanup Crew

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Cleanup Crew

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Cleanup Crew

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Cleanup Crew

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The bodies smell even worse aflame. Even corpses rotting in the sun three days should not smell this indescribably foul. Bits of flesh flake away, shriveling in the flames.

Carter rises from the pyre and gazes yet again at the animals in the pen. They’re grazers in shape, but hideous, debased versions. Black drool glistens from their trembling jaws. As we watch, a pustule on its flank bursts with a squelch, disgorging runnels of ooze. The stench is unspeakable. “What do you think happened?”

“Don’t
matter.” He must be as repulsed as I am; for once he’s not hitting on me. “Orders are to put ’em down if they’re no good so that’s what we’re doing.” He spits and gives the rail an indignant shake. “No good.”

“Might be journals,” I murmur. “We could find out what did this. Might be contagious.” And airborne, I choose not to add.

“Left the charges back at camp,” Carter says as if he hasn’t heard. “Do ’em all at once. You coming?” I shake my head. He heads behind the outcrop. Moments later I watch the
the speeder streak southwards, a lengthening needle of smoke.

I edge up to the pen. We knew that Valance’s project involved slime recovered from a cryolab older than the hills that had grown over it. Then he’d stopped transmitting, and here we were. Valance was nowhere to be found. Were these creatures infected with something? Had Valance contracted it as well?

My eyes roam the pen. Clumps of furry viscera lie in the dirt. And the pelts, now covered in eyes, so revolting that it’s almost hypnotic.
my hand reaches out. Impossibly black fangs snap closed just shy of my retreating fingers. I stagger back. My hand tingles – I presume from shock, until I notice the steaming droplet of saliva on my knuckle. I try to wipe it off but the tingle has already spread to my fingers. Curiously, it does not smell as bad as before. I stoop to get unguent from my pack but decide to lie down. Absently I notice the animals are all regarding me watchfully. Am I dreaming? Another boil ruptures, disgorging swarms of
buzzing winged tumors.

I awaken in the pen. My infected hand is now large enough to enclose my entire head. After chewing off my third fingernail, I spit out both front teeth and regard myself with their slowly opening eyes. I’m now so beautiful it hurts.

A speck swoops into view. Carter, returning. I break my arm in three places to wedge between the slats and enter the access code. The gate swings open, wrenching my arm out of its socket and then off.

“What the.” The hideous pale monstrosity
with spindly limbs and two grotesquely symmetrical eyes with Carter’s voice rounds the outcrop, looking so stupefied that my screams shred into cackles of mirth. Then I satisfy Carter’s long-held deepest desire and throw myself at him. He is reluctant at first but loosens up after a few minutes of my embrace.

Afterwards, we all head towards the winking lights of the settlement, absorbing insects, lizards, and avians en route. The world around me is so ugly, so imperfect. But it won’t be for long.

Quick Facts

$Cleanup Crew$

Faction: Exile

No. of Collectibles required: 12

Type: Tales from Beyond the Fringe

Cleanup Crew

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On a tiny reddish box, next to quest giver NPCs like Corrigan Doon and Exanitologist Egazz, Radiant Alpha Down area.
On ground, next to crashed space ship, Radiant Beta Down area.
On a tiny box, within Dominion stand with many tanks surrounded with sandbags, close to two defensive turrets, Shattered Sands area.
On a higher platform, inside Dawnbringer Outpost area, close to quest giver NPC Kezrek Warbringer.
On a small box, inside Blighted Pass dominion post.
Inside a pond, among group of hostile Rowtind Skitters, Creeping Abyss area.
On ground, close to outside wall of western part of Corrupted Installation facility.
On ground, inside a gap, in northern Spineridge Nest area.
On ground, in central part of Strain Tunnels cave. You can enter this cave in eastern Corrupted Installation Teleporter.

Strain Tunnels entrance Map Location.
On ground, in western part of Strain Tunnels cave. You can enter this cave in eastern Corrupted Installation Teleporter.

Map

Southern Grimvault

Cleanup Crew

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Cleanup Crew

Lore

The bodies smell even worse aflame. Even corpses rotting in the sun three days should not smell this indescribably foul. Bits of flesh flake away, shriveling in the flames.

“Might be journals,” I murmur. “We could find out what did this. Might be contagious.” And airborne, I choose not to add.

Afterwards, we all head towards the winking lights of the settlement, absorbing insects, lizards, and avians en route. The world around me is so ugly, so imperfect. But it won’t be for long.

Quick Facts

$Cleanup Crew$

Faction: Dominion

No. of Collectibles required: 12

Type: Tales from Beyond the Fringe

Trilius Pates’s Journal

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Entry #971MD-033
Auto-Record Mode Activated

What were we thinking? Like I don’t know. I know exactly what – who – I was thinking about. “Let’s take a joyride,” she said. “What could happen?” Oh, I don’t know, friends, how about getting lost in a labyrinth of Strain-infested tunnels with no hope of rescue or even any hope of being found if you actually stave off infection and disease.
I don’t even know where my sister ended up, and we’ve always had sort of a link. Like, I know how she’s feeling, she knows how I’m feeling…but it’s like she’s not even there. What’s happening in this place, anyway?

And why in hell did I ride a cryo pod all the way down here like some kind of Draken shock trooper? Stupid, Trilius. So. Stupid.

Entry #971MD-035
Last recording didn’t work. This equipment – something’s gotten into it.
Can machines get sick? I think my datachron is broken. It can’t tell me where I am, and I’m definitely lost. I can’t find the others, either. “Oh, just scan for our transponders, Trilius,” they said. Well what happens when your datachron breaks, geniuses?

Entry #971MD-038
Shouldn’t have tried to crack the da – ron open, I think s – ata may – been lost. Not feeling so good myself. Only been half-hour since la – since la – since landing. Itching. Skin hurts.
W – cryo pod sealed cor – ec – ly? Can’t say. Need help. I wa – go home.

Quick Facts

Faction: Dominion

Type: Journal

Archaeologist’s Notes

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Grimvault Expedition of Discovery
Day 21

Although it seems clear to even a casual observer, I cannot stress this enough – the current Grimvault, the disease-infested universe of corruption and Strain, was not designed with anything like this in mind. The Eldan did not leave this place like this. They wanted the Strain confined, and Grimvault itself was more of buffer zone. Now the buffer zone is filled with Strain, and it’s only getting worse.
All technology in this area, while Eldan and therefore mysterious and strange, nevertheless served a purpose, one the Eldan took with them when they disappeared. Now that technology has been compromised by the Techno-Phage.

Grimvault Expedition of Discovery
Day 22
Although this Ethereal Cavity resembles a natural formation, I’m beginning to think nothing in this Grimvault is natural.
It is completely saturated with corruption, and this underground network is no exception. What purpose did this corrupted complex serve? Was it, as some have hypothesized, the site of the Eldan’s downfall? I must dig deeper.

Grimvault Expedition of Discovery
Day 23
Dead. Most of them in the latest attack. The corruption all around us – it is coming to life. The Strain… it thinks. Walks, talks, and fights. It is intelligent. And it hates us.

It walked, it roared, it snarled, it killed. It wants me…us. It is not just a substance. It is thinking. It wants. It needs.

It kills. It wants me to kill. It wants me to join it. They want me to join them. I… we… will join them.

We will kill.

Quick Facts

Faction: Dominion

Type: Journal

Improvised Formulae

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[These quick calculations were hastily scribbled out on a scrap of paper still stamped with the seal of the Royal Collegium and then tossed aside. There is only one way to test the accuracy of these calculations.]

Quick Facts

Faction: Exile

Type: Journal

Chief Medical Officer’s Report

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Guide

Inside Widowmaker. Jump on a platform in southwestern Widowmaker. This is a group 5+ area where you can complete quests like: Refrigerator Raiders [GROUP 5+] (Exile), A Bad Call .

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Western Grimvault

Chief Medical Officer’s Report

Lore

MEDICAL OFFICER’S LOG
Chief Medical Officer Cartright Recording

– Entry 0381
Several strange new cases today. Several crewmembers showing signs of a respiratory infection, but I can’t find a cause – not yet. I’ve taken samples from those who have checked in with me, however, and hope to have some facts to work with soon. In the meantime I’ve asked the commander to send me anyone who complains of a fever, cough, or…well, anything, really. Until I can pinpoint what’s causing this, anything could be
the culprit.

One thing that does worry me, though. Not one of the Black Hoods onboard has checked in with me, and the Widow is diverting all of my messages because I’m not “need to know.” Damn it, I’m the top doctor on this ship. If I don’t “need to know” whether the crew is coming down with a contagious illness, then who the hell does?

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– Entry 0387
Ten more cases today. That brings the total number of crew that are in quarantine to thirty-
seven, and I expect more before the end of the shift. I’ve informed the commander of the situation, and my best estimates on how it will affect the ship’s performance.

Unfortunately, nothing I’ve tried seems able to fight this pernicious infection. My earliest patients are nearly comatose, despite my best efforts. Hell, it may not even be an infection. It has properties of a typical infectious agent, but it seems to have…well, intent for lack of a better term. I know that sounds crazy,
but look at the officers this thing has hit so far. Communications chief, right when our comm station needs repair. The first officer, who’s been serving on board the Widowmaker even longer than the commander. Our chief engineer just came in today complaining of a headache. Sure, there are several lower ranking crew too, but I know if I were infiltrating the ship…

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– Entry 0381
Unbelievable! Of all the arrogant – I just learned the Black Hoods
have been experimenting – ON THIS SHIP – with samples of some “Strain” they retrieved from Grimvault. And considering the state of my patients, I feel safe in saying this infection I’ve been dealing with IS the Strain. It resists every non-lethal method of curing it that I try, and I’ve already lost a dozen people to this thing. We’ve had to incinerate the corpses – can’t airlock them, they might make it back to the planet and land in the middle of a population center.

This isn’t going to get better
before it gets worse. The commander is still standing, but he and I are the only remaining senior officers uninfected. He’s concerned about weapons readings coming from the surface – in Grimvault, in fact – but he’s losing sight of the disaster directly under our noses.

If it comes down to it, I have the authority to order this ship to self-destruct. I will do it, if I have to. And that day may come soon…but I hope to stars it doesn’t.

Quick Facts

Faction: Exile

Type: Journal