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• It stings the senses... Come to me. I can cleanse you of this miasma.
• Focus
• Not far. Just across the water.
• Light Castoran Researcher's Mask
• You should've negotiated with us, Kuda. The only choice left is surrender.
• I chose not to record my thoughts yesterday. Had I done so, it would have been a fruitless and vain exercise in self-indulgence, unbefitting a candidate for Divitium Nava. Yet I feel I must make an attempt, as I committed to documenting my pilgrimage no matter what. Mentor Sidony asked me during the tenth hour of the morning if I was prepared to enter the trial chamber. I told him, "With certainty, I am not ready." The look on his face felt like claws digging at the edges of my essence, prying it from beneath my flesh, exposing my weakness for all to see. I know I am not alone in my trepidation. In my research, I had read of candidates taking up to eight weeks of mental and physical preparation before entering the trials. Candidate Xintri, one of the more empathetic members of our cohort, found me hiding alone among the labyrinthine rooms at the base of the temple's southern garden. She told me that her matron spent twenty-three days at the temple before attempting the trials. I know she was trying to reassure me, but her words had the opposite effect, and I fled to find solace in the jungle east of the temple, at the Dome of the Indelible Word. There, I stewed in my own loathsome thoughts until the sun set and the stars led me back to my bedroll.
• Additional Strike
• No! No. Wayfinder.
• Might on Self-Destruct
• Increase below 75%%
• Possibly.
• There we go. The altar is functioning once again!
• (Investigate the body.)
• You should've negotiated with us, Kuda. The only choice left is surrender.
• We need to secure it before their grubby little mitts attempt the same. They've done enough damage here.
• Uninfused Staff
• Fury on Self-Destruct
• These defenses surely weren't part of the temple in its prime. Far too dangerous.
• At last, the air is lighter. We've done it.
• Inquest krewe medical salve stimulates your cells to regenerate, healing you over time. It also minimizes the impact of biological hazards.
• Hmm. This looks like some sort of control key for the barrier console.
• More analysis may be possible with better tools.
• Mini[pl:"Minis of"] Matthias Gabrel
• (Senior Researcher Xhunn's corpse is covered in gashes and stained black with dried blood. A security badge remains visible under a stiff hand.)
• Oh, my. They're such hungry little babies! Help me catch them some supper!
• Beckon the Skies
• No.
• Unfortunate. But there is a positive development: with the Inquest on the move, we have unfettered access to the dome.
• There's a large Inquest presence north of the central island structure. I think I see towers on the cliffs above.
• (Use your engineering skills to disable the barrier.)
• Enter and conquer the Chamber of Discipline.
• Stop that!
• Remain in Squad and Exit to the Aerodrome
• Overseer Kuda—
• Stay focused. Did anyone see where she went?
• Weaponry is your line of work. I trust you to see to it, as I trusted Sebb to see to his.
• Seer Sticker
• Throw Magic
• Celestial's Firework Dagger
• I can't hold out any longer. We must retreat so I can collect myself.
• Astral Ward Illuminate Fiadh
• Director Kuda
• Wayfinder, thank goodness. We've located a temple yet untouched by Inquest plight.
• A strong foe is preparing to attack your ally.
• Make Kuda an offer.
• Absolutely.
• No other choice.
• (Reapply the medical salve.)
• Go!
• Castoran Diver's Mask Box