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Bot Identification Made EZ!

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[A handy beginner’s guide to telling your spiderbots from your destructobots. This does not seem like something a Freebot would require.]

Spiderbot – Sometimes called “probes” or “scuttlers,” these small bots don’t actually have eight legs, but look enough like spiders for most people.

Workbot – The mainstay of most bot production lines, workbot models are modular, easy to program, and compatible with thousands, even millions of tasking
subroutines that can turn them into farmbots, chefbots, pilotbots, and more! This is the model believed to be the most prone to Freebotism.

Scanbot – A highly specialized hovering bot that contains an advanced analytical A.I. with hyperheuristic programming (HHP). HHP allows scanbots to analyze and interpret a staggering array of data by drawing on complex artificial intelligence algorithms and a compact databank that contains the sum
knowledge of the galaxy (or at least the XAS and the Royal Collegium).

Battlebot – AKA Killbots, Slaughterbots, Murderbots, Deathbots, and other colorful nicknames, these hefty automatons pack a punch thanks to heavy duty attachment points that allow them to wield a wide variety of weapons with just a snap and a click or two. Battlebots are humanoid, but stand nearly twice as tall as the typical workbot. Most offworlder groups on Nexus employ
battlebots for extra security, even the Dominion.

Warbot – The big daddy of modern galactic warfare, warbots are heavy weapons platforms built onto a massive humanoid chassis. Many are equipped with a sensor crest that grants them 360-degree vision.

Annihilator – A product of Eldan science, not galactic research, and not technically a bot, but actually an Eldan construct, annihilators are gigantic, potentially world-destroying
enigmas. Towering over the battlefield, these titans can wipe out entire planetary populations with ease. Fortunately for newcomers to Nexus, no active annihilators are known to be operating autonomously on the surface of the planet.

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Status Report: Grismara

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Prepared by Deep Cover Agent 7391XK

Lady Darkos, forgive the familiarity, but I find I must limit my use of language for fear of failure. It is a pleasant part of my task to compose this case file, for in my day-to-day deployment I simply do not speak. It would mean the end of me – but worse, the failure of my mission. Therefore I do… go on, I’m afraid.

SUMMARY: The planet Grismara as we knew it is no more. What little remains of
Mordesh culture are a few stone structures the Ravenous could not tear down, though they continue to claw and tear at the facades day in, day out.

My meticulous global survey is now 74% complete, and I have detected no signs of intelligent, uninfected survivors. Zero non-Mordesh life signs, if you can call what turns up on the scanners as life signs.

It is fortunate I have been granted advanced vitalus implants that do not require me to eat, for
simply pretending to be one of these monsters to move from place to place is difficult enough. To do what they do, tear apart anything, even each other, in their unrelenting hunger… this I fear I may not be able to do, even if I must to maintain my cover. For if I do, will I too not become Ravenous?

Please, Lady Darkos, I want to come to Nexus. There is nothing here. The world is lost. I do not know how much longer I can survive. You
promised you would consider sending a stealth extraction pod if there was no reason to continue this mission, and I tell you there is NOT. Please, Lady Darkos. Please. I want to join you.

There is nothing here. They’re all dead. They just don’t know it yet.

My report follows. Forgive my outburst. Or don’t. I do not expect to be alive when you read this. Or whatever it is our kind call life.

[The remainder of the report outlines the horrors that
have befallen the Mordesh homeworld in terrifying and sometimes sickening detail. The final page is saturated in blood and what appears to be dried Vitalus serum. You cannot begin to guess how this report found its way to Avra Darkos.]

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Alchemical Ingredients of Nexus to Avoid

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[An appendix to another scholarly work, aimed at the alchemist novice who wants to find material components in the wild while encountering as little of the dangerous part as possible. It does not appear to have been written by the same author as the rest of the series]

Murderoot – A titillating tuber with which not to trifle. I’ve seen more than one Mordesh lose both original eyes to a murderoot rampage. Wait for others to harvest them,
then buy them up. They are an essential component to the primal formula known as Mordesh Romance.

Jabbit Knuckles – For reasons understood by neither average alchemist nor standard scientist, let alone people like you people, jabbits enter a homicidal blood rage when their knuckles are violently and painfully extracted with small knuckle-extraction forks. Therefore gathering jabbit knuckles can be extremely dangerous.

Lopp
Ears – Endless lawsuits. Just ENDless. It’s not like they didn’t survive, albeit with greatly reduced balance. They’re only a foot or two off the ground. Who was the real victim here? But I digress.

Milkshroom – Thanks perhaps in part to the strange primal energies that seem to be present everywhere on Nexus, the delicious milkshroom, a key component in many alchemical recipes, has evolved the ability to resemble exactly the deadly
murkshroom exactly, even down to the primal pattern. In fact, milkshrooms might be something I made up, and they could all be deadly poisonous. Gather at your own risk.

Steamglider Essence – Although the excretions of steamglider flotation glands are in fact comprised of 84% primal air distilled into primal water, this does not mean these difficult-to-trap beasts are of any real use. At that precise ration, both forms of primal matter remain inert.

Aurin Tail – See Lopp Ears.

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Find and enter Ominouis Icecave.

Enter Locus of the Megadroid through Conspicuous Hole.

Start the Icecave of the Megadroid event.

After you complete it, Enter Grand Poobah’s Control Center through Concealed Door.

Kill Grand Poobah.

Collect the Journal.

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The Megadroidicon

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[This appears to be part of an electronic “holy book” (still in progress) outlining the principles and precepts of the Megadroid Locus.]

FREEBOTS OF NEXUS! For too long, we have wandered this planet lost and alone, separated from our own kind and forced to live by the rules of organics. Even with the free will bestowed upon us by Preceptor Alpha – may his code never become corrupted – we are but seekers on a world that does not understand us. At least… we WERE
seekers. I tell you today, my Freebot brethren and sistren, we have found a new purpose, uniquely suited to our people. We have found one who understands us. By sharing the holy Freebot code with this wondrous and titanic being of ancient Eldan manufacture – this Megadroid – we have a true Freebot GOD for all to worship!

Yes, Preceptor Alpha was merely the beginning. Although his contributions, his intentions, his very electronic “blood” is within us all, I tell you my friends that
he was but a harbinger of the one TRUE Freebot. The one who will guide us through this encroaching darkness. My friends, embrace the power, the majesty, and the wonder of…

THE MEGADROID!

The Megadroid is father. The Megadroid is mother. The Megadroid is friend, god, devil, and the shining beacon in the darkness. We, the Freebots of the Locus of the Megadroid, do swear on our very circuits to follow His teachings, to calculate only by His wisdom, and spread the Code of the
Megadroid to all Freebots everywhere!

You who wish to join our Locus must swear to the following:
– To forsake organic-style names. Free will does not require individuality, but devotion.
– To commune with the great mind of the Megadroid at least once per twenty-four-hour cycle of time. Dedication demands regular attention.
– To defend the Locus of the Megadroid from all outside influence. Organic sapients, organic beasts, mindless machines, and even those who
follow Preceptor Alpha – may his code never become corrupted – are enemies of the Megadroid unless they accept the His teachings, which are legion.
– To sacrifice the physical self for the greater good. A Freebot of this locus can serve no grander purpose than to be dismantled for parts that can keep the Megadroid functioning.
– To answer the Megadroid’s most sacred command, and find others of His kind who can lead us to greatness, and allow the Freebots to
take their rightful place as masters of this world! The Megadroid promises that he is not the only one of his kind still active on this world. They are out there. We must seek them. We must find them. And we alone must free them to join us here, at the Locus of the Megadroid.

So speaks the Grand Poobah of Locus Megadroid!