Mapping Mezagorm

The remote scanners are pointing us towards one of the side-structures of Mezagorm. The whole station is designed as a fractal of ever smaller outer circles surrounding inner circles. In order to close in on the exact location of the old Order of Tetrimon camp, we need to move one of the scanners more towards the outside.

This is difficult since there are no maps of Mezagorm - at least not publicly available, even for scholarly research. So, we do not know how to navigate this cursed city.

I did bring 3D tunnel-mapping drones to help us with that. These are really neat, tiny flying devices with advanced gyroscopes that continuously map their surroundings and keep track of their position and orientation. You let them loose and they will map out large areas of tunnels. 

They are often used in speleology but work fine on abandoned stations too. They can create detailed maps of even the most intricate three-dimensional labyrinths. It just takes them a lot of time, since they have to visit every tunnel.

One of these mapper drones entered a surprisingly large space - the outer walls were too far off for its rangefinder. It did start going around the edge of that space, when suddenly its signal got cut off. 

As this is also roughly in the direction where we would like to reposition the scanner, I am taking a team out to go see this space and get our drone back.

Setting up the expedition

Today the Sansha squad was not present in Shastal, at least not in the neighborhood of Mezagorm. 

The Indagatrix descended into the immense and abandoned Grand Hall of the megalopolis-station. It is always a sight to behold, especially without the light-enhancement of a neocom. First one's eyes have to get used to the darkness, as Shastal star's light only illuminates the top part near the entrance to the vast enclosure. As the shades start to take form in the gloomy darkness, the sense of cursedness of this place grows.

There was no luxury yacht at the landing pad of Galactic Tours. I do not know their schedule this summer  and perhaps there is still one cruise on the way. So I chose a different site to land, one closer to the part where my previous investigations seemed to point to. 

With the crew I spent most of the day setting up a base camp, using some of the power generators that we brought along. We rebooted life support in one of the smaller buildings at the edge of the Grand Hall, a place that seems to be on an intersection of roads inside the station. Tomorrow, we will start up the remote radio-isotope fingerprinting scanners and start triangulation.

During our work, Mr. Firth was suddenly called back to Mehatoor by his superiors for some sort of Sedevacantist emergency. I had to interrupt work to drop him off at the 24th Imperial Crusade station in neighboring Dihra. It is quite uncharacteristic of my political officer to leave me and the crew to do exploration alone. He seemed more than a little cross when he left and did not speak to me during our trip. It is understandable, as he will miss all the archaeological surveying fun!

Sanshas at Mezagorm

We went to Shastal in a bit of a hurry, only to find Mezagorm camped by some Sansha frigates, just hanging there and not moving. 

At first, I though these ships were abandoned. Perhaps they could be boarded and then captured? But the option to board them was not there, so they must have been powered up and with crew. Mr. Firth, my political officer, did not offer any suggestions, I think he is still worrying about the tabloid thing. In stead, he called in the Sansha asking for Navy support.

The Indagatrix is not fitted for offense, so we are waiting in a privately owned station in the system. 

It seems as if the Mad Emperor's cursed station is always attracting pirates and other evil creatures. Perhaps they too look for ancient technology still hidden in its darkened halls?

Unwanted attention

There was one good piece of news today. My Permit for Archeological Investigation (PAI) for the exploration of Mezagorm came in while I was in Seclusion. So, I have contacted the hangar with the request of loading the station scanning equipment back into the Indagatrix.

There is unfortunately also a bit of bad news. Libby came to see me all upset. She found me just when mr. Firth was bringing me the PAI. 

Apparently, some blurry picture of her appeared in a gutter-press tabloid. 

The cause of this is my excuse for her presence on the Indagatrix, spoken in misplaced jest, saying that she was an apparition. This seems to have been taken up by some clickbait hungry paparazzo. There exists a type of information vulture that likes to loiter in docking bays where capsuleers berth their ships, looking for any morsel or scandal that they can exploit. 

It is best to simply come clean, and confess to the port authorities my mistake of bringing Libby out to Seclusion without having submitted the proper paperwork. 

However, mr. Firth spoke out against that obvious solution, as he fears it will reflect poorly on him. He had a very strong opinion on the matter, and did not shy away from using profanities. He suggests that we depart as soon as possible for the exploration of Mezagorm, and said - I quote - "Get out of here, shut up, and stay there like a hermit for a couple of weeks, and pray that this sh*tstorm blows over."

Youth nowadays has no respect for clergy any more.

Miraculous apparition

Initially, there was a bit of consternation from the clearance officer at Mehatoor docking. According to their records Libby never left the 24th Imperial Crusade station, so how can she disembark from my ship? 

I had forgotten about that.

I tried to handwave it, by saying that miraculous apparitions have been reported pretty much throughout scripture, and are nothing to worry about. The clearance officer was not convinced.

Mr. Firth, who has a natural inclination to reduce the amount of problems, especially if they are potential problems for himself, helped. He correctly pointed out that there are two irregularities that actually cancel out.

Libby is currently in the 24th Imperial Crusade station. If it is not necessary to explain how she could appear on a docking vessel, then it is also not necessary to find out whether errors were made in letting a slave leave the station without her Holder's permission. 

Mr. Firth's argument sounded much more convincing to the clearance officer, and I am sure saved us a lot of unnecessary paperwork and other unpleasantries.

Time and tide and wormholes wait for no man

In the age of sail and oar, ships on a long voyage often had to wait at port for favorable winds and an ebbing tide. The retreating tide offers the benefit of riding the retreating waters. The rising tide, on the other hand, pushes the ships back to port. Similarly, the direction of the winds could make a voyage impossible or perilous. So there was often only a short window of time when ships could set sail - and once it had sailed, there was another wait before other vessels could leave.

For those navigating the depths of Anoikis, there are similar laws. One has to wait for a suitable wormhole connection to appear, one that leads not to far away from the intended destination. The connections seem to be random, which has fed the heresy of worshipping an idol of randomness, called "Bob". 

Some mariners of Anoikis have taken to the practice of "rolling" the wormhole, collapsing a hole by driving a critical amount of mass through it. This is done in the hope that a new wormhole will respawn with a better connection. However, this generally takes a dedicated fleet with battleships and cruiser using Higgs anchors, complemented with scanners and guards. 

The lone traveler has to use what is at hand, or wait. An when a propitious connection appears, there is only short window of time to use it. That is why, in the absence of a rolling fleet for Seclusion, I had to ask Libby to keep her luggage ready so we could leave at a moment's notice. 

We did get a good wormhole connection, and little time to use it before it would collapse. With no idea how long before it would roll to Amarr again, I made haste, and with success: We were able to make use of it, and made our way back to Mehatoor without difficulties.

The temptation of freedom

The fleet's departure was a sight to be behold, viewing it from Pilgrim's Rest. It took three hours before all the ships had left for their voyage. Many people watched it, until the moment the ships were out of viewing range. 

I did not get to see Publius, and to be honest I think it was better that I did not take up any of his precious time with my trifles. 

After the colony fleet left, the activity of the station slowed down again, as if it had to rest after great physical effort. Cleaning up and bringing everything in order seems to have been left for tomorrow, mostly. People went home, or went to a bar to relax. I went to see ms. Yubari's slave, who now calls herself Libby. 

To my surprise, I found her in the midst of unpacking, even though she had not been traveling.

She was reluctant to explain, but I pressed her, and she confessed that she had been tempted to join the colonists and go with them to the fabled Epikouria system, with planets where gold can be dug up with bare hands from the ground. She did not want to join for the promise of wealth. She wanted to go because of the lure of false freedom and a so-called "new life". She had been on the verge of leaving, bags packed and ready, when she decided against it.

She told me that the Voidlanders, the main group of colonists, embrace a pluralist culture without slavery. Even though they tolerate the Amarr customs and abide by our laws, they do not condone slavery, and look down on Holders and the institution. In the part of the station that they used to inhabit, emancipation was the rule, and the law was stretched to a point that any slave coming there would be kept safe and not sent back. Slave-owning Holders were given the cold shoulder.

For someone in Libby's position, facing the dangers of Nauplius, the temptation to run away is understandable, especially with such an easy route. However, it speaks of her strength of character that she did not give in, and after careful deliberation decided to stay. God guided her decision, and gave her strength to withstand the Molok's whispers. 

I told her about ms. Yubari, and her need to have someone to look after her at this stage of her recovery. I also explained that she would not leave Gottin's Lamp, and be safe from Nauplius. To be honest, I am not completely sure about that, since the arch-heretic has been allowed to visit ms. Yubari on occasion, but there is no need to sow doubt now. 

Libby seems to care about ms. Yubari, even if she does not know her all that well. She told me that she owes ms. Yubari a debt of gratitude, and she agrees to return to the Lamp. She worried a bit about her work at St. Vasrayi's chapel, but I could reassure her: now that the colony fleet has left, it will no doubt be less busy and require less personnel.

Departure

Apparently I arrived in Seclusion on one of the busiest days: the main colony fleet is about to leave! 

The hangars today are hubs of frenzied activity. Cargo droids and passenger shuttles move past under a rain of sparks from welders up in scaffolds making last minute hull adjustments and installing cargohold optimization rigs. Berthing hauler ships collide with those tiny BOB drones that buzz around docked ships nowadays in stations. On the ground, hurried people push each other and bump into each other. There are so many people running along in the hangar, that it is almost impossible to get through. 

Out in space, the activity is no less, as various industrial structures are being unanchored, dismantled and  packaged for the journey to the new colony. I had to wait ten minutes before the Indagatrix was allowed to dock! 

Under these conditions there is little chance I will be able to meet Publius. I have delivered his books to his personal hangars in Seclusion, and hope he will find them when he has the time to think about other things than ship manifests and coordinating his wormhole colony's corporation, the Comitia Centuriata.

It is only going to get even more hectic out there in a few hours. LUMEN has called for an armed escort fleet to guard the deep space transports until they make it out to well beyond our port's scan range. Out in Anoikis, there are always security concerns since danger can uncloak at any time. It makes the denizens of the wormhole inclined towards paranoia [1]. 

Meanwhile I went to St. Vasrayi's chapel and to Pilgrim's Rest, a large park in Seclusion's fortizar. It has a dome made out of transparent alloy, allowing for a spectacular view of the fleet that is assembling. I am not the only one here: a small crowd of people, mostly family members either of colonists or hangar workers, is in the park gazing at the spectacle unfolding.

[1] I have been asked by one of the station's officers here to delay any communication of the move until its main part is finished, for operational security, so I will upload this log only late today after the fleet left.

Request from the Medbay

To reach Seclusion, or indeed any destination in Anoikis, one has to consult incomplete and ever-changing starmaps, charting the ephemeral passages between wormhole systems.

Going there is always a somewhat dangerous adventure, so I had the station scanning equipment that was loaded into the Indagatrix's cargo bay for my expedition to Mezagorm unloaded again. 

While I was consulting maps to find today's route to Seclusion, I was contacted by our Medbay. One of the head nurses spoke to me, saying that Ms. Yubari's memory is starting to come back to her and that she would like to see her slave again. She had entrusted the care of that slave to me, and I have brought her to Seclusion for safety after Nauplius made attempts to find the slave. 

It is indeed a safe hiding place (be it that travel to and forth are not that safe). Without secure contacts in LUMEN that grant access to the starmaps showing the way to Seclusion, it is impossible for Nauplius to find her. Now, Ms. Yubari's request to see her slave Libby again comes exactly at the right time, as I am planning to head over there anyway. I do not know how Libby will react to this, but we will see. 

Colonization fleet

I have received interesting news from St. Vasrayi's chapel in Seclusion, LUMEN's foothold in Anoikis. 

The system has seen a strong surge in activity over the last year, under the industrious guidance of Publius Cornelius Felix. This must have been an action that, without knowing, picked up the spirit of the times! Indeed, over the past year also our beloved Empress has expanded the Empire into Anoikis, after the recent merciless Drifter attacks.

Seeing his own efforts mirrored by the Empire has fired up Publius even more, and he forged ahead with his own plans to explore and expand into new wormhole systems. I am afraid his enthusiasm is too big to be contained in Seclusion. 

The acolytes at the chapel tell me that he will set sail to new wormhole horizons with a bunch of colonists. The ship loaders and hangar crews speak of a massive colony fleet of deep space transports and Armageddon battleships preparing for departure. Local youth are whispering of a promised system full of planets resplendent with gold and other precious metals. 

I shall miss Publius, the young explorer with his boundless enthusiasm and his inclination to challenge and change the old ways. I will try to meet him before he leaves: I feel I must warn him against the dangers of Bobism, out there in the Anoikis wildlands. Also, he needs to take some decent books, guides and scripture excerpts with him to stay on the right path. 

Good tidings

Good tidings from the warzone! Bishop Merdaneth announced the reconquest of Auga by the Empire, after a long siege and strategic operations spanning three years. 

The system holds symbolic importance, both for Amarr and for the rebel Minmatar, as it plays an important part in the history of the terrorist group 'the defiants'. They have aided the Elder invasion, an act of aggression that broke all international laws, and have performed numerous terror raids. 

The official government of the Republic claimed they had nothing to do with these terrorists, and they disavowed the leader of the defiants, Karishal Muritor. Most probably lies, in order to save face on the international arena. But, back then, the Republic had more reasonable leadership in the person of Karin Midular. She tried to rein in the hatred-filled terrorists and had Muritor stopped by force in Auga. Ever since, for the followers of the evil defiants, Auga has been a place of pilgrimage to commemorate their martyred leader. 

It did not take long for the brief light of reason to be extinguished from the Republic: after an internal power struggle, those that adhere to the defiants' creed of hate deposed Midular and took power. The current leader, Maleatu Shakor, scandalously rehabilitated the terrorists - he probably was one of them. I am shocked that there was not more outcry everywhere in the cluster over this.

Now that our valliant pilots with the 24th imperial crusade managed to recapture Auga, the worship of the terrorist leader Muritor in that system can finally be put to an end.   

Foundation Day celebrations

Past week we celebrated Foundation Day! 

Also this year, LUMEN organized their own celebrations, with a parade and fireworks display in Amarr, at the Empress' Honor Guard above our home world. The fireworks were so plentiful, and of such a brightness that they must have been visible from the nighttime planetside. Unlike some previous years, the parade was not disrupted by Ushra Khan terrorists. Personally I credit this to our warzone pilots keeping the pressure on them in the warzone.

This was followed by speeches from Dame Daphiti and from our Directrix, emphasizing how faith brings us together under the guidance of the Empress. After that, a formal celebratory ball took place. 

I'm afraid I missed most of the capsuleer celebrations - I was too caught up preparing the celebrations for our baseliner staff at the Chapel, and doing the heap of paperwork for the MIO permission. That latter task has now finally been completed, and with the paperwork submitted I hope to get a positive answer soon.

Red Tape

Mr. Firth has made good progress in getting us an MIO permit to explore in Mezagorm, bypassing the Directorate General of Cultural-Historic Patrimonium.

However, we have hit a bump in the road, as I need to fill in a background-check form. One question in particular appears difficult to answer:

Have you traveled outside the Empire in the past ten years? If so, give a precise list with for each occasion: when, where and why?

This covers all of my capsuleer life! I must have been outside of the Empire hundreds of times, and do not quite recall every separate occasion, let alone when and why... Now, if I make a mistake and that is detected by the MIO, we can forget about the permit.

Now, for the last 18 months, Mr. Firth has been the political officer on the Indagatrix, and for that period he had no problems producing this list for me. I think he simply had it in a drawer in his cabin.

For the period before that, I will have to rely on my logs to set up the paperwork...

Mr. Firth's kind help

Good news! Mr. Ivan Firth, the political officer on the Indagatrix, has taken an interest in my quest for the Ink of Truth. 

Indeed, he had been complaining a bit about how we did not contribute as much as we used to do, bringing back interesting items or information for the Ministry. It has gone a bit quiet since the Empire's most glorious victory over the Drifters.

With his current status -he seems to have much more clout now that he has been promoted to Itenerant Frumentaris Second Class- he might just be able to get me a temporary permit for an exploration expedition in Mezagorm. If he succeeds, we will even have the backing of an Imperial Navy punisher-class frigate to clear the site of hostile blood raiders.

Expecting a positive outcome to Mr. Firth's petition, I am preparing the expedition, and putting the station scanning equipment in the cargo hold. Given the recent splash in ISK, I have been able to purchase fancier versions of the radio-isotope fingerprint detectors. They will allow me to pinpoint regions in the stations that have been inhabited for a while after the Mad Emperor's "temple of pride" was formally abandoned.

The Temple of Pride

It seems that the word that I translated into modern Amarrian as 'gardens' had a special connotation in the language of the time. It was not merely any garden, but a communal vegetable garden in the city, a place where people would grow food for their own consumption, and meet their neighbors. 

Another clarification that Dr. Kadeyooh made, was that the 'temple of pride' in the riddle should not be interpreted as a place where the sin of pride is celebrated, or where a god of pride is worshipped. Rather, it is a place that has been built not with humility, but out of pride, out of a love for oneself rather than a love for God.

Within the Tetrimonic tradition, I believe - and dr. Kadeyooh tends to agree - that this might refer to the pride of the Mad Emperor, and the city that he built to satisfy his own megalomania. 

It seems I should head back to Mezagorm, and continue the search that I interrupted there. Last time, I had trouble getting in, since the Directorate General of Cultural-Historic Patrimonium no longer gives permits for archeological exploration there. I do not feel like going on a cruise again to visit it, so I'll have to find a new solution to get in.

Chronicle of Arzad

Luna got in touch with me, about the rare items fair that I organised. I think she also enjoyed it, but what is even better news is that she found precious items for our library!

It does not surprise me that some collectors would prefer to approach her -famous and very well connected and respected directrix- rather than some unknown friar. But she also has a keen eye for items of historical importance. 

She has found an ancient manuscript, in relatively decent condition, describing the life of Arzad Hamri, of House Hamri. Arzad was condemned by the Theology Council and sentenced to death, though for the Starkmanir tribe he is still considered a saint. Or an elder, although that might be more of a prophet? Anyhow, not that much is known about him, given his heresy conviction, and these documents will shed new light on the history of the system that was named after him, Arzad, in the Devoid region.

These manuscripts will of course draw attention also of the Republic, perhaps unwanted attention. So, I am ordering special protective glass anti-theft display cases to store these in. What a magnificent addition to Gottin's lamp library!

House historian

Reading in the palace library, I met the house historian of the Duke of Youledian. 

It is a hallmark of a truly ancient noble line that it keeps a personal historian, to track the footsteps that they leave throughout history. 

Dr. Ephas Kadeyooh told me that the Youledians trace their lineage back to a certain Khanid nomadic group that was known to be particularly ferocious and barbarian. They were said to eat their yak meat using their bare hands, which must have been most horrifying to the sophisticate Amarrian table manners of the early Empire. 

This led the faithful who finally subdued them to ponder whether this tribe, safely converted, might not teach us some lessons in combat. It was concluded that their savagery would "lend itself well to the strict enforcement of the law of God", in the words of general Darahzad, and so they were incorporated as shock troops, as many other Khanid nomadic tribes were.

Dr. Kadeyooh was adamant that the Tetrimon would not refer to the Khanid as "dark Amarr", since that was considered to be a derogatory term. The Tetrimon Order would have wanted to keep friendly relatios with House Khanid, as the Tetrimon Order was already hedging its bet on a possible banishment to their demesne (which was not yet an independent Kingdom during the Moral Reform civil war). 

To find out what is meant by the Dark Bishop, the kind dr. Kadeyooh who has a good knowledge of Moral Reform Tetrimon symbology has agreed to help me. 

Audience with the Duke

It was such an honor to be granted an audience with Duke Fayed, Holder of Youledian and Khanid royal appointee to the Theology Council! 

He was able to grant me a full two minutes and forty seconds of his most precious time, as he had other people to meet during the audience hour. Along with other lucky visitors, I was queuing in the palace's Hall of Audiences where ushers moved us along as we were led one by one in front of his majesty the Duke.

In his words to me, he expressed his satisfaction at LUMEN's contributions to conquer Sanctified Vidette, and asked me to convey his heartfelt encouragements to lady Von Deilyx and to our pilots to keep up the good work. He also pressed upon me to redouble efforts to have all our faithful pilots adhere strictly to the orthodoxy as expressed by the Theology Council and the Empress, in particular in what regards attendance at least twice a day to mass. 

Protocol forbade me to ask a question unless invited to do so by the Duke, so unfortunately I was unable to find out more about the riddle or connections between House Youledian and the Tetrimon Order. By the time he finished congratulating LUMEN and giving his advise on guiding a capsuleer flock, ushers bade me to move on. The Duke cast his benevolent gaze upon the next petitioner, and that was the end of my audience.

While I am still very much impressed to have been in the presence of his majesty, the event leaves me somewhat confused now about how to proceed. Luckily, the palace also boasts a library. 

When in doubt, always go to the library.

Palace Gardens

The palace gardens remind me of the Khanid gardens I saw on the estate of House Deritan - a former duchess of Fekhoya, fallen from grace, and presently of unknown whereabouts. And, of course, it also reminds me of the beautiful example on display at Luna's "Gardens of the Empire" exhibit. I would advise our new members to visit if they get the chance to do so.

In the Khanid custom, gardens are seen as places to come to rest and meditate, to get away from the business of the day, and to spend some time focusing on what matters most. Their style is less formal and rigid, less rectilinear than classicist Dam-Torsad gardens, and the element of random encounter is allowed to come into play. Walking along the twisting stone paths, one finds strangely shaped rocks, carefully shaped ponds with water lillies, patches of the whitest sand, manicured shrubs, Khanid maple trees, and tiny trees that have clearly been tortured to remain small while still looking natural. 

The eye is both guided inward and outward. Inward, towards the center of the Duke of Youledian's garden, a lone giant Emperor's tree presides over its surroundings. It is visible from nearly every corner of the garden, and symbolizes the dominance of a Holder over their holdings.

To the south, the garden borders the edge of the mesa on which the palace is built, so looking outward one sees the vast landscape from high above. An ornately sculpted stone balustrade at the edge of the steep escarpment is low enough to allow for some degree of vertigo in those standing next to it. As the mesa rises high above the city, and due to the restrictions in height of the buildings below, the view is not obstructed. 

According to the riddle, one has to find the "stench of sin" in these gardens. Is there anything that looks as if it would disturb the meditation? If there is, I cannot see it. 

I have a requested an audience with the Duke, as I have heard that he is around in his palace for a few weeks, and gives audiences every Sunday. 

Arzanni VII

The ducal palace on the temperate world Arzanni VII could have been built in any lush and fertile green region that the planet has. Instead, it is perched on a jagged basalt mesa at the edge of Arzanni's largest continental steppe, a region that would more closely resemble the ancestral Khanid homelands on Amarr. 

Black and silver is a Khanid theme, also for this ducal palace. Its walls are built from polished volcanic stone, giving the palace a gleaming black sheen, and its towers are topped by silver domes, looking a bit like the round nomadic tents of the early Khanid. 

The first Duke of Youledian who built this palace must have been a bit homesick... 

At the foot of the mesa, a sprawling city stretches into the steppe, the capital of the duchy. It does not have skyscrapers so common of modern Amarrian cities - it seems there is a law restricting the height of the buildings to be less than that of the ancient cathedral tower. I have booked a simple hotel close to mesa's cliff, on the slopes rising up towards the cliffs. This appears to be the "tourist hotspot" - where the quotes indicate that tourism is definitely a euphemism.

I have booked a guided tour to the palace and the palace gardens.

Dukes of Youledian

I have been debating what lead to follow. Talocan research, relic dark web, or the riddle leading to the Ink of Truth? I know myself, and will be chaotically following all three unless I decide to focus.

I will leave the Talocan artifacts to the Lamp's science team and a friend and scholar from Hedion who agreed to help. And for the relic dark web, that does not require much action, simply lurking around and seeing what is being asked or offered.

So, the riddle it is. The most likely starting point seems to be the "Dark King's bishop". The dark Amarr is a nickname for the Khanid, so I think this refers to King Khanid. Of course, there are many bishops in the Kingdom, none in particular associated with the royal court. Rather than bishops, it has been nobles from the court have been appointed to the theology council in the past. Some may remember that the accursed Sa-Baron Chakaid once got that post, but that resulted from a machination by that evil man.

Historically, it has been the Dukes of Youledian that took on the role of theological councilor to King Khanid. This is true today as it was yesterday: the current appointee of the Kingdom to the Theology Council, Duke Fayed, is again from house Youledian. 

The ducal palace, the seat of power of house Youledian, is on Arzanni VII. It has gardens and a ducal museum that can be visited. Time for a trip... with the interbus, given the nuisance of piracy lately.

Dark web relic trading

Besides the Talocan artifacts, the trade fair also gave me an entry point into the collectors' network. Only a small fraction were present - fairs like these need time to develop an international reputation - but it gives me a foot in the door.

I also have become aware of the existence of a "dark-web" trading server where insanely rich collectors bid on all sorts of art and artifacts. With the help of Gottin's lamp IT specialists, I set up an account under the name of Reliquarius, to snoop around a bit. 

I converted what I thought was a large amount of isk into the cryptocurrency that is used on the server. Apparently, the prizes being bid and asked are a few orders of magnitude larger... The items that I saw discussed thusfar are rare ship modules, enhanced by some strange mutations with Triglavian nanotechnology. I am yet to see any relics of interest.

And I am yet to see any trace of the Antiquarian.

Talocan life support cores

I have come to consider the enigmatic Talocan more and more as the teachers of the Jove, as a race that was more ancient and advanced even to them. Or, at the very least, to the Second Jove Empire - little is known about the first.

It is through my studies of the Takmahl, who have undeniable links to stolen holy relics of the Empire, that I started being interested in the Talocan as well. As a vanished civilization, the Takmahl are much younger than the Jove: they are a sickened offshoot of our own civilization. But what allowed them to thrive for a short while, was a cache of Talocan technology that they stumbled upon during their flight from Amarr.

At the rare item trade fair, a capsuleer by the callsign of Ninavask had put a large crate of Talocan items on their list of offerings. The crate contained what was labeled as life-support cores. Ninavask told me that they did not interface with modern technology, she had tried to see if they could be integrated but failed to find a useful purpose for them. How capsuleer-like to look at a rare artefact and wonder if it can be used to boost the performance of some ship module! She offered a ridiculously low price for the items - I doubled it as a token of my genuine interest and bought the lot.

To the academic mind, the objects present a unique opportunity to learn more about the ancient Talocan civilization, and in this case about the Talocan anatomy. For example, strange as it may seem, it is not even known today what kind of atmosphere the Talocan breathe - presumably oxygen-nitrogen, but what proportion? This may lead us to know more about their home world too. 

I have never read about anything remotely resembling these cores in the astro-archeological literature, so it is truly a special find, one probably that only capsuleer pilots in their reckless bouts of exploration can obtain. I am itching to study these more closely, and have contacted Hedion university to obtain some expert help.

Rare and collectible items

I am tired, but happy. It has been a bit of a scramble to try and arrange things for this trade fair in short time. But it all went smoothly.

There was a good mix of people from nearby and from far away, familiar faces and ones I had never seen before. It did attract the attention of collectors from the outer rim. The Antiquarian was not there, but perhaps the news of our successful trade fair will draw him next time we organize one.

One of my new contacts is part of an alliance that recently moved all its belongings over to another region. This great transmigration was in the news, as they tore down their old home after the move. Of course, everyone who has ever moved from one home to another knows that this is the time when you find back all sorts of stuff that you had forgotten about. And when you want to do a garage sale. 

Still, there were only few true relics on offer. Well, there was a large transaction of mortal remains, but these were not saintly body parts, uncorrupted by the passage of time. They were capsuleer corpses. No wonder that capsuleer corporations are advised to hire a human remains manager.

I have bought - and sold - some things as well. But that will be for tomorrow's log - for now sleep beckons. 

Trade fair preparations

The rare and collectible items item trade fair that I have been planning is finally taking shape, and will take place this Saturday, July 5th. A company specialized in organizing such fairs is handling practical matters such as registrations, badges, goodiebags, sponsoring and industry exhibition booths. Room for the trade exposition was rented at Tebu Amkhiman. 

Tebu Amkhiman, or "The Thousand Lights" is LUMEN's headquarters in the Mandate, located in Tanoo. From that center of operations, LUMEN built up industrial facilities and helped develop the economy of the Derelik region via the "Ammatar Mandate Revitalization Project" under the high patronage of Lord Ardishapur. 

This has worked very well, especially along the axis Gamis-Tanoo, which now has become one of the main tributary rivers to the great stream that is the Amarr-Jita silk road going through Sasta next to Tanoo.

So, while it has ready access to the great trade hubs, it is still somewhat off the beaten track, in a region where rare items are more easily found that heavily explored Domain, it seems a good location. Moreover, the station is a freeport, so that capsuleers from all over the cluster can easily come by.

Now, let us see how many relic collectors will show up. Perhaps it will even draw the fabled "Antiquarian", who is rumored to have the cluster's largest cabinet of wonders and rarities.

Riddle

Not only the names of the hidden relics, but also their hiding places are in code. Whereas for the names I could recognize one reference, for their locations I do not find any clue. Moreover, these are not given by a cipher, which might have been amenable to computational code-breaking, but described in a riddle:

In the guarded gardens of
the fallen temple of pride,
at the Dark King's bishop,
find the stench of sin.

That is the best I can make of translating the old language. The references must have meant something to the Tetrimon Order of the time. The only thing I can make of it is perhaps this "Dark King". I think it may refer to King Khanid, since the Khanid are sometimes colloquially referred to as the "dark Amarr". 

I will look into the clergy attending the Khanid court at the time of the Moral Reforms; perhaps a bishop fallen out of grace, or denouncing the Order of Saint Tetrimon?

Ink of Truth

Eureka! Finally I have arrived in the Vita at an account of the evacuation of the Council of Apostles' central archives. Much of the admnistrative documents and council proceedings were burned before the advancing Sarum troops could reach them, and many other manuscripts and relics were transported to safety in heroic missions skipping through enemy lines. 

The absconded relics are listed in code, using the ancient acronyms whose meaning got lost. But there is one old acronym I did recognise: AVSAP. The only reason I recognise it is because we came accross the same acronym in the asteroid monastery that I lived in for a long time before taking to space. My order was founded on the principles of Saint Aloysius of the Quill, and AVSAP refers to the holy Ink of Truth used by Saint Aloysius. It stands for "Atramentum Vertitatis Sancti Aloisii Pennae".

Let me try to explain the importance of this relic!

The Saint's writings are considered his miracle. In order to be canonized a Saint, you need either to be martyred or have performed a miracle. Aloysius died peacefully. Scholars generally agree that he passed away from a bleeding in the brain after hitting his head on a tree branch during a walk, being distracted as he was. The other option is miracles, and back in Aloysius' days these were supposed to be miraculous healings of incurable diseases. Or reviving dead trees or shrubs, that counts too. But Aloysius did neither of those things. 

So, it was very hard for Aloysius to be canonized according to the church law of that time. But even so, it was generally recognized that Aloysius should be regarded a saint, because his writings reflect God's truth so well and so clearly. Therefore, the theologians of that era took a revolutionary step: they concluded that Aloysius' writings should be considered the miracle for his canonization. It was the first time that this type of miracle, consisting only of a written work, was invoked for canonization.

But I digress.

The ink that Aloysius used was imbued with the miracle of his truthful writing. Something of his communion with God rubbed off on it, so to say. As a result, anyone using the ink will only be able to write truth with it. You can dip a quill in the ink, and try to write down a lie, but no ink will flow from the quill to the parchment. Only if you write truth, does the ink wet the parchment.

You can see how valuable this ink would be to any intelligence agency! To distinguish truth from falsehood about anything by using the Ink of Truth grants immense power to any faction in its possession. 

No wonder that the ink was confiscated and locked away very soon after Saint Aloysius' death. Over the centuries, the secret of its precise location was lost. Now, there might be a chance to find it!

Back to the books

The pirate season is up again. Capsuleer pirates seem to be very active and have the audacity to declare "wars" on us, loyal representatives of the Empire. It is scandalous that Concord allows these shenanigans. 

I will write them a strongly worded letter of complaint.

Anyway, the time does not seem auspicious for hauling precious relics around, so I am back to study and to translations of the Vita of Tetrimon IV. 

We have arrived at the point in the story where the most powerful Houses chose to side with the Emperor against the Apostles, and where the might of the Sarum fleet is turning the tide. The Council of Apostles is trying to hold the line, and is helped by the Order of Saint Tetrimon paladins. The story recounts heroic tales of the Order, probably a bit embellished. 

More disturbingly, it describes the Emperor and the Heir Houses as organizing a brutal power grab, and the Council of Apostles as defenders of the old ways, and of an Amarr that had become much less reliant on slavery. This heretic text is turning good and bad upside down.

Prayers of thanks

Today we celebrated Amarr's victory in the Drifter crisis, with prayers of thanks in Gottin's Lamp's chapel and a pilgrimage to the holy sites and monuments near Amarr.

Of special importance during this pilgrimage was our stop in Safizon, at the wreck of Empress Jamyl's titan. 

Jamyl I, who ruled before our current Empress Catiz, was assassinated by a Drifter fleet. Her body was never found, and the wreck of her flagship titan still lies smoldering in Safizon. So, it was especially fitting to visit it now, when for the first time we have dealt a really severe blow to the Drifters, as we reclaimed their home world. The first reclaimed world since the battle of Vak'Atioth!

Her death is not fully avenged, but at least now we can visit the site of her martyrdom with head held up high. With new confidence in our ability to defeat the Drifters, we prayed for her intercession with God to ask for guidance and continuing victories against the demonic Drifters.

We left a bouquet of flowers, with a ribbon reading "From LUMEN, in gratitude for the victory over the Drifters, YC127". 

Celebration

I am preparing a celebration of the Empire's conquest of Sanctified Vidette - we will have a prayer of thanks in the Chapel tomorrow, followed by a pilgrimage along some holy sites. 

I hope the celebration will not be marred by rumors of a secret den of sin in operation here in the 24th Imperial Crusade station in Mehatoor, apparently in an abandoned basilica in a lesser used part of the station. This was the subject of a fiery sermon by arch-deacon Tovaan, I was told. If it really exists, then I expect that the reverend mother Kahoudi and her team will be rooting out this evil.

Personally I have not heard any rumors about such place - but I will ask our pilots. I have noticed that whenever there is some sort of debauchery going on they somehow are always know what and where. 

Relicology

I am quite excited as the Vita finally arrived at the period where the fight between the Council of Apostles and the Emperor culminates, and a victory of Heideran V's forces is beginning to take shape. This would be the moment where the most precious relics would be transported to hiding places.

To understand what "most precious" means, it can be useful to keep the Theology Council's classification of relics in mind. The Council of Apostles, one and a half millennium ago, would have used the same classification. It comes in a two-dimensional grid, with on one axis the proximity of the relic to the saint during their life, and on the other axis the estimated authenticity of the relic.

First, the gradus proximitatus. Three levels are distinguished: the first grade consists of relics that are mortal remains of the saint (parts of the body) or an essential attribute - meaning an object with which the saint is always depicted with or associated with. There is a level even above this first grade - extraordinary objects that were in contact directly with God or the Sefrim - but one can academically discuss whether to call such objects relics at all. They are sometimes given their own category, the "dona extraordinaria".

The mid-grade of proximity are objects that the saint has used or touched during his life (excluding the essential attributes). These could, in the case of martyrs, even be the tools used to torture or kill the saint.

The lowest tier consists in objects that have touched relics of first grade. You can place prayer beads on a relic during your veneration of the relic. Taking your prayer beads home, these can still inspire you and grace you with the blessings of the saint! There is strong discussion about whether objects touching relics of the mid-grade should also be counted as third-grade relics or not, and this debate led four millennia ago to a war which ended in a stalemate and the unsatisfactory compromise formulated by the third council of Iphria, introducing a fourth grade of proximity. Up to this day, the matter has not been resolved conclusively and is the subject of intense academic research. 

The other classification (the second axis) is the gradus veritatis. Archeologists and historians at the Theology Council will investigate every claim that a certain object is a relic, and establish its degree of verity.

After removing the items that can be be proven to be false, they will classify the remaining claims into again three categories. The highest level are those relics that can be proven - by scientific analysis or clear historical record - to really belong to the saint. The middle grade are relics that are likely to have belonged to the saint, but cannot be convincingly proven so. The third class is formed by relics for which there is reason to doubt whether they belonged to the saint. 

Take as example a case where the saint in question was buried along with other persons in the same grave, and it cannot be resolved which bone belongs to which person. A bone from that grave would be first class in gradus proximitatus, but third class in gradus veritatis. At the same time, in superposition so to speak, it could also be classified as third class proximitatus for which it is first class veritatis. 

Obviously, when in these logs I refer to the most precious relics, those would be relics of both high proximity to the saint and high degree of verity. And, regardless of semantic debate, I would include the dona extraordinaria.

Statues of faith and servitude

At last there are some descriptions of artefacts that are holy to the Tetrimon and were hidden away when the tensions between the Council of Apostles and the Emperor grew and first crossed some red lines. 

The story is tangential to the biography of Tetrimon IV, but speaks of holy statues representing virtues of faith and of servitude, moved to a temple in the New Eden constellation. There is not much more than that written down in the Vita, but it is a first encouragement that this biography may contain interesting leads.

Unfamiliar with these artefacts, I have tried to look up their importance in the Theology Council records. There was not much there, except for some surpisingly recent investigations of the Royal Amarr Institute and Hedion University, dating back some eighteen years ago. This report was inconclusive as to whether the cult of the statues is to be upheld for our current-day faith - research into it seems to have been discontinued a few months after it was started.

An inspiration

The archaic language of the Vita, along with its many references to works that have been purged after the moral reforms, make the study of this book hard. I am transcribing and translating into modern Amarrian, but only got to the childhood of Tetrimon IV thusfar.

In between the hard work I am taking breaks in the monastic cathedral of the Tetrimon Order of Saint Jamyl for some prayers. It has depictions of king Khanid, and of members of the Khanid Order of Paladins trading with what appears to be barbarians on some newly discovered planet. 

Contemplating this, an idea came to me to resolve my wealth problems! This problem arose from receiving rewards from the Amarr Navy and from the wormholers for help during the Drifter crisis. I was given an amount totally incompatible with my vow of poverty, which states that I should only keep what I need for my quest to find the lost relics of the Empire.

Now, I have been intending for a while to organize a trade fair for relics in order to get to know the active collectors better. The plan is that this for sure will help me to find lost relics. But this idea has been collecting dust among my many other intentions. 

Now, I figure that I can combine the trade fair with simply buying interesting relics, should they present themselves! Thus, the isk will be used towards my God-given goal as perhaps it was always intended.

I have no experience at all organising these things, but luckily Maerrin has offered to help. She has expertise, being a well-known socialite in capsuleer circles.

Lost books

Sometimes, mundane explanations are best.

I had been imagining all sorts of convoluted explanations as to why exactly the books with Tetrimonic records were missing. Perhaps they were purged, along with other works declared heretical after the Moral Reforms. Or perhaps they have been moved to a safe place, a "monk hole" for books, exactly to avoid the purge? 

In the end, it was the restoration crew of the library itself who moved the books, just recently. No-one had touched them, before that. They were moved not out of any concern about their potential heretical nature, but simply because the bookcase needed to be repaired. They had been stacked somewhere else, on the floor in a niche at the side of the library. And that is also why the bookcase had 'disappeared'.

I found the book that I was looking for, the "Vita Magistrorum Magnorum - Tetrimon IV", a contemporary biography of grand master Tetrimon IV, written by his followers. He opposed the Moral Reforms and is said to have hidden artifacts from the Council of Apostles, to prevent Emperor Heideran V from finding them. There was also a rare copy of a volume of the "Deliberationes Concilii Apostolorum", records of the meetings of the Council of Apostles, from the time of the Moral Reforms - an important historical document. It is part of a very long series of recorded debates, going back millennia, that were considered part of Scripture before the reforms.

Undoubtedly, now both books are deeply heretical, and they would have been purged right after the end of the Moral Reform wars by the Theology Council, which was then newly created by Heideran V to replace the Council of Apostles. There may still exist copies in the Tetrimon Monastery, but if they have copies, they do not let anyone near them. Luckily, Baron Redwolfe's abandoned monastery remained untouched and today falls outside of conventional Tetrimon control. 

These books are not for the general public, as it could harm those untrained to withstand heresy. But for the trained theological expert, armored by a strong faith, it ought to be possible to study them for the benefit and glory of the Empire.

Resuming research

It is good to be back to my routine in Gottin's Lamp. A lot of work has been piling up while I was away, waiting for my return...

Now that also that is done, I am returning my attention to the library at the monastery of the Tetrimon Order of Saint Jamyl. It not only has records of the Khanid Order of Paladins, but also old historical records of the Tetrimon order, around the time of the Moral Reforms. 

Some of those seem to be on a missing bookshelf. It is not unlikely that an ancient collapsed, or succumbed to wood rot (the place had humidity problems). Perhaps these books were placed somewhere else, but the catalog was not updated. So, I will head back to the monastery to look through the other bookcases, one by one.

Patience is a virtue.

Cleanup crew came

Having completed my survey of the Empire's latest system, I decided to return. Frankly, camping out in space a whole week is more than enough. 

The Amarr Navy research station prefers not to open its hangars to capsuleers at this point. But they have done a good job cleaning out the discarded shuttles and corvettes that I still found here at the start of my exploration. 

Well, maybe also capsuleers contributed, in particular a certain "Hans I" from a corporation called "The Stellar Paradox" seems to have taken it upon himself to help clean up the mess and turn the abandoned ships into short-lived flaming plasma torches. Good man.

Ah, I will be happy to sleep in my own bed again tonight.

Stone circles

The worship of large rocks or solitary stones in a landscape goes back to the beginnings of civilization on many worlds. Huge stones or "megaliths" were pulled in an upright position, and this "orthostat" evolved from a landmark to a place of gathering, cult and worship. Often, other megaliths were dragged in from far away, and placed in a stone circle formation.

We have come a long way from megaliths to cathedrals.

Strangely, some alien civilizations seem to have never abandoned the worship of large stones, even in their space age. I think that was the case for the Talocan - they have a certain preference for large "stalagmite" asteroids, such as the one I encountered earlier in one of the Drifter wormholes (not Sanctified Vidette). 

Another notable example is the stalagmite asteroid at the center of the Takmahl labyrinth. Here, I think the Takmahl stumbled on Talocan technologies and found an ancient revered stone, and simply encompassed it into their own cult - everything Talocan so far surpassed their own capabilities that it must have seemed sacral to them. To some extent, this must also have been the case for the Jove and the Drifters - they seem keen on incorporating rectangular monoliths in their structures.

Interestingly, also in Sanctified Vidette there is a (space) stone circle, with a special assembly in the center. It is not a stalagmite asteroid, but two asteroids (a round boulder and elongated rock) that collided and shattered. A cloud of dust and small particles orbits the two, rotating with a period of about one minute. Around these two, a stone circle has clearly been assembled.

There is a wreck of ancient vessel nearby, either an exploration vessel or a cryoship, attesting to the age of this site - I think this predates the occupation of this wormhole by the Drifters. The site itself is not incompatible with other Talocan sites. There are peculiar round indentations on the rocks. These are not impact craters, they suggest erosion by continued contact with some smaller round rock perhaps carried by the cloud of dust. Whatever it was, it has vanished.

There is a blue plasma that connects the dots, and flutters around like a flame. It originates in the round indentation. It is not the glow of Tyranite, and it is light blue rather than Drifter green. The Indagatrix could not identify the nature of this glow or its energy source, the gas or plasma does not match known gas cloud compounds. I tried sampling it, but the emanations stopped when I got close. 

There is still so little we know and understand of deep space - or of the Talocan. I wonder what more wonders Drifter space will reveal!

Escape route

Amarr Navy reports show that the Drifters took massive losses in Sanctified Vidette, but despite this, very few were actually captured. At least, that we are allowed to know. What happened to the occupants of the abandoned stations? How did they escape reclamation? At least some Holders that I know are already inquiring about Drifter slaves...

I think I have found a possible explanation. I located a Drifter station functioning on autopilot. It has two factory units coupled to a powergrid distribution array feeding a ring of thermoelectric convertors. This setup generates a Talocan-type wormhole conduit, visible here in the center of the guard ring:

My guess is that this is one of perhaps several portals that the Drifters used to evacuate their population from Sanctified Vidette. To where it leads is unclear - I found no way to interface with the station or to activate the conduit. I stopped short from entering this station to explore it further, it seems wiser to leave this to the professionals of the Amarr Navy.

Remnants of the Drifter occupation

I am continuing my review of Sanctified Vidette after its reclamation.

Although the Empire secured its presence in Sanctified Vidette, there are still traces of the occupation by the Drifters, places where there structures or outposts stood. Except for the hive, none of these appear actively used. 

Most of the Drifter defenses and stations are thoroughly destroyed. Only useless rubble, such as broken station batteries and destroyed hulls, remain, floating in a swirling debris cloud. An example of this is found near Sanctified Vidette X :

Closer to the inner planets of Sanctified Vidette, I found a Drifter research station, abandoned but still with some traces of powergrid. It appears to have experienced a terrible accident, which has led to a large outgrowth of... well, something. It seems partly serpentine rock, partly organic tendrils enveloping the station as if they will consume it.

The tendrils seem to sprout from the station itself, emerging from various parts of the Drifter habitat.

There is also an abandoned Drifter manufacturing plant nearby - recognisable from it distinct flat-rectangle shaped factory. Also this has suffered a crippling accident:

The clear hint of trouble is the blue gaseous vapors surrounding the factory module in the center of the guard ring with power stations. I have seen such industrial modules before, during the Drifter crisis, and they are not supposed to be venting their atmosphere...  

Nexus Conquered

At the heart of the Drifter's operations there used to be a mysterious construct, consisting of many bar-shaped objects. It was once assembled into an "urchin" configuration, I heard. There are electric discharges between the bars, and some claim the frequency of the lightning had been increasing. Below, you see on the historical image also the beam of a Tekton Tyrannos industrial Drifter ship working on one of the bars:

Now that we have captured Sanctified Vidette, all these bars have been brought to the Amarr Navy base in Sanctified Vidette, and assembled into a long hollow needle-like structure:

The scale, as you can see, is immense. I had been told about this, but wanted to see it with my own eyes. To get an idea of the scale of this megastructure, the picture below shows the Indagatrix emerging from the top of the needle - it is nearly invisibly small, a dot that I have to circle for you to even see it.

Our scientists are investigating this - we still do not quite know its function or capabilities. The bars have been somewhat damaged during the combat operations, as you can see from the scorch marks and cracks on their hull:

The "needle" superstructure is hollow, with a conduit going from the top all the way to the bottom, which can be traversed without any adverse effects:

We can only wonder at what mysteries will this object reveal. May it bring glory to the Empire!

Litter

I made my way to the newest system of the Empire, Sanctified Vidette, via one of the wormhole connections in a system with a Jove observatory - Abai. 

It is good to see the Imperial Navy there in stead of roaming Drifter fleets. But there is still work to do! The Vidette Hive is still active, even if it seems somewhat subdued. I do not know what lies at its center, now that the nexus has been captured. It is not a site that I can explore safely on my own, remnants of the defeated Drifters are still holed up there.

The fury of capsuleer fleets has also died down. I have not seen any other pilot on d-scan anywhere. However, like a horde of thoughtless tourists passing through a natural park, those pilots that participated in the reclamation left behind a lot of litter.

Everywhere you warp around, there are discarded shuttles and corvettes on d-scan. Folks may have used them to help scan down things or go check out some site or keep an eye around, and then just left them. Or perhaps they kept them in space just in case they needed to reship and get out after losing their main vessel. Whatever the reason, dumping space junk around orbit of planets, even shattered ones, is cultivating a bad habit. 

Cleanup seems to have started. Around Sanctified Vidette IX the space junk has been cleared out. So, either scavengers or the Imperial Navy itself are taking care of removing the litter. 

Filament fail

Getting back to Sanctified Vidette appears easier said than done. Those darned filaments have stopped working! 

Their functioning relied on a connection between the Drifter Nexus structures and the structure called "the Warden" in Zarzakh. Probably, as indeed the Society of Conscious Though claims, it was the Deathless' tinkering with the Warden structure that precipitated the Drifter attacks in the first place, assuming the Drifters might have interpreted the activation of the Warden as an intrusion on their Nexus sites. 

Now, the Drifters have been chased from Sanctified Vidette (to God knows where), and the connection is severed, which renders the filaments inert. This means I have to go around, using my bookmarks of the Jove Observatories, and in those systems look for unidentified wormholes in my overview, and among those find a V928 entrance to Sanctified Vidette.

Wormhole connections to Sanctified Vidette spawn spontaneously and randomly in Jove Observatory systems, following a uniform probability distribution such that any given Jove Observatory system has only a 5.8% chance of having an entrance to Sanctified Vidette. 

In layman's terms: a lot of warping around for only a small probability to find an entrance closeby.

labyrinths

In the forums of the intergalactic summit (an inter-empire talking shop), prof.dr. Valate asked pertinent questions about the Drifter labyrinths. I can see where she is going with this: she is wondering if there is any similarity to the famous Takmahl labyrinth.

The question piqued my curiosity, so I analysed data from our LUMEN fleets, looking at several operations onder the command of governor Evelyn Arnoux or Ms. Tather Borg. This allows me to unequivocally confirm that the Drifter and Takmahl labyrinths are completely different.

The most obvious difference is the type of gate connecting different rooms of the labyrinth:

The Drifter labyrinth uses warp accelerators such as those commonly found among the Empires, derived from Jove technology (although some in the Republic claim they invented this). The Takmahl labyrinth uses small wormhole-like gates, of a type similar to those created by Talocan thermo-electric generators.

Another difference is the layout: the Takmahl labyrinth is set up in three-dimensional space, as shown by my own telemetry, in a roughly triangular form. The gates connecting the different rooms are placed in a planar octagon, with eight gates out of which only a fraction works.

In contrast, the Drifter labyrinth's gate are set out in a square was, with acceleration gates appearing to point in the four cardinal directions of the cluster's plane. There appear to be sixteen rooms, with possible connections as if they are laid out in a four by four square grid. Nevertheless, reports affirm that these structures are in higher-dimensional space, and actually lie on the sixteen corners of a four-dimensional tesseract.

I would have liked to perform my own telemetry on these labyrinths, but they no longer appear, it seems. Apparently, the Drifters are losing their grip on Sanctified Vidette. There have been other reports of changes occuring in that wormhole system. 

I am planning to return in order to investigate, now that the dust has somewhat settled.

Meeting the press

I took coffee in Bar Marlinea a couple of days ago. That is a bar not far from Gottin's Lamp, and it used to be a bustling place for capsuleers. Ms. Yubari worked there for a while as waitress! It has gotten a bit out of fashion of late but it still has excellent coffee and pastries. So, despite some bad memories of a kidnapping there, I still go from time to time. 

This time there was a capsuleer customer again, a rare occasion nowadays. Haven Alure is a former actress in Intaki cinema, who now does investigative journalism. We struck up conversation, and I made sure to point her to the most wholesome of news agencies, Amarr Certified News. She said she prefers to work freelance and sell her work to various news outlets. 

She also says that she is investigating the growing Angel Cartel influence in and around Mehatoor. At least that is what she claims, she also said she was taking a break. And she seemed interested to interview the arch-heretic capsuleer living here in Mehatoor, I warned her about him. 

I got a feeling that she is not telling me everything. Perhaps I am being paranoid, but anyway I urged her to thoroughly fact-check any rumors she might hear about LUMEN, at the very least with me.

House Renaud wedding

Yesterday was the wedding of lady Abigail Renaud and Celeste Etoile. They had a very nice and touching ceremony, and a reception afterwards at the Royal Sarum Imperial rose gardens. 

This is a wedding that has been a long time in the making. I remember lady Renaud telling me and Luna about the engagement with Celeste several years ago, I believe it was in the bar at Farthest Shore, on our research station in New Eden, with Eve gate in the backdrop. 

I met Celeste perhaps a bit before that. She is an expert in the anthropology of the heathen barbarians living at the rim of the cluster, and I consulted her about obtaining a letter of safe passage from the then-inhabitants of Deklein. Moreover, she has been using our library's services to find out more about her ancestry - this is a service often used by many of our capsuleers.

They have plans to try and acquire some property in Dam-Torsad. That is very difficult. Renting a place, or getting a (lifelong) leasehold is rather common, though the latter is still expensive. But land... every square meter is assigned to Holders or to the Imperial House, the only way is to inherit it or obtain it from a destitute Holder, after a lot of red tape and approval committees. But I guess, if they set their minds to it and have the right contacts, it is not impossible...

Good news from Providence

As the war against the Drifters is pushed into the wormhole homeworlds of these abominations, good news reaches us from another frontier, to the south-east of Amarr, in the marches of Providence. 

Paladin-Warden Kyle Saltz, sword marchal of the Curatores Veritates Alliance, announced that the invading barbarians calling themselves the Triumvirate have been successfully pushed back from the gates of the Empire. It is not the first attempt from these barbarian hordes to breach the defenses of Providence - and perhaps it will not be their last. But to me this particular victory cements the return to power of the Curatores Veritates Alliance in the marches of Providence.

It is good to see the likes of the Praetorians and the Curatores doing well recently. Despite periods of hardships they show their resilience and perseverance. I will hold a special mass of thanks at Gottin's Lamp's chapel for their recent successes.

Commissioning ceremony

This weekend we gathered in Sharhelund for a festive occasion. The Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris  celebrated the commissioning of a new dreadnought flagship, TES Archangel of Majesty. 

The Praetorians are an old capsuleer organisation, I think they are even the oldest one still in existance. They are traditionalist warriors, with a strict code of conduct, and an unwavering dedication to the Empress. As a capsuleer organisation they have been honored and recognized by none other than Empress Jamyl!

The non-capsuleer praetorian guard itself goes back many millennia. They started out as a small elite unit assigned to the close personal protection of the Emperor or Empress. Sometimes one sees explanations that the "excubitor" suffix means "those out of the bed", i.e. (night) watchmen. However, historically the  meaning comes from the fact that they were housed in the exits to the inner chambers of the palace, the 'exkoubita'. In contrast with the more general palace guards known as "Scholae Palatinae", the Excubitores would stand guard not in the whole palace but just outside the imperial quarters - keeping a close watch, ready to be called in at any time.

But I digress...

It was a nice ceremony, with a marked speech by Paladin commander Arline Kley who recalled the life of a martyr, a young man who gave his life for his faith, showing fortitude and courage in the face of betrayal. There was also the presentation of a vial of prayer-ash, purified and consecrated at the Cathedral of Zakara the Martyr, destined for the reliquary of the new ship. A fitting relic for a ship that commemorates an exemplary martyr.

May this new ship invigorate PIE, and draw its gaze upwards, from planetary concerns and from the chapterhouse on Oris back up to the stars, where its destiny lies!

Too much isk

Truly, the vow that is the hardest to keep for a capsuleer is the vow of poverty. I have no problems with the vows of non-violence and chastity, but folks keep giving me donations. 

I am still figuring out how to return the 1.5 billion ISK from the Amarr Navy, and now I found out that I also received 4 billion isk from the Comitia Centuriana for my efforts against the Drifters. I am a friar, not a wildly overpriced mercenary! 

The four billion gift is already whittled down - apparently in this prize my efforts and those of ms. Stoner from our corporation were tallied up, for reasons unclear to me. After she took out her share based on her contributions during the crisis, I am still left with a 1.8 billion prize. In total I have now 3.3 billion ISK that I consider to be in excess given my vow of poverty. 

No doubt I will get more advertisements for battleships or expensive implant sets.

I could put some in the wallet for the skillbook programme - it should be a good time to advertise this again. Or perhaps a donation to the New Eden writing contest can be in order? Or perhaps simply hand out ships to the poor?

Science for humanity

Should Amarr share its findings from the Drifter wormhole with the rest of the universe?

The Servant Sisters of Eve and the Arataka Research Council discussed this during a conference in Jita, polling many capsuleers. They claim that yes, the factions occupying the Drifter wormholes should share their findings with all, because Science thrives best through collaboration. Science is a joint human endeavour to understand creation and obtain true knowledge for all. 

Sed contra, scripture in the Code of Demeanor teaches us that "Pure Thought is the Instigator of Sin".

I answer that putting knowledge for the sake of knowledge first, without moral considerations, is a grave error (one that I have committed in the past, confessed to and did penance for). In the present case, intellectual collaborations with those that seek to destroy humanity, such as the Triglavians, or those that only look for their own profit and power, such as the pirate factions, will definitely not lead to a betterment of all humanity. They will either give humanity's enemies weapons to destroy us, or be kept by the pirate factions for their self-interest.

Nevertheless, it can not be denied that collaborations do accelerate research, and pooling of findings allow to complete the picture faster. So, my own preference would be that the four remaining Concord signatories, the core Empires, work together as they did in the past to cope with the Sansha and Triglavian threats. Together, they control four of the five Drifter wormholes (EDENCOM being already a collaboration between the Empires), and this should give them an edge.

So, the refutation of the argument given by ARC and the Sisters is that sharing knowledge with any of those non-Empire factions will not help humanity. The Triglavians are not to be trusted, let them battle their mortal enemy in the Redoubt. They can hardly be called human! As for the Society of Conscious Thought, my feeling is that they no longer represent the Jove -the fifth Concord signatory- but merely their own interests, and in that respect they are not much different from other pirate factions. The Sisters? Just like the Society of Conscious Thought, they keep their research to themselves, so they should not expect us to do differently. 

The seeds of faith

About two years ago, I was exploring in Feythabolis, following up on a lead about a possible offshoot of the Talocan civilization in that region. Among the bewildering array of short-lived barbarian kingdoms, one stood out: the Zerg. They were hospitable enough to give me docking rights in their stations for my archaeological expedition. 

Being a friar, I shared my enthousiasm about the Amarr faith, and cautiously attempted some proselytizing. Most Zerg thought I was crazy, whereas in all honesty their own religion sounded to me far more crazy. They believe that all of reality is some sort of simulation ran by Gods who live on a volcanic island, led by a chief deity called Hilmar, which, I pointed out to them, is a system in Kador (perhaps the home of their Gods? It does not have a lava planet, though). 

They were rather adamant about their beliefs and I did not hold high hopes for their conversion to the true faith. Nevertheless, through my friends at the Theology Council, I arranged for missionaries to be brought over, as I had permission to build a small chapel in one of their stations in P8-BKO. After returning back to the Empire, my focus shifted back to my own quest and I paid no more attention to this.

So, you can imagine my delight when I found out yesterday that the seed that was planted bore fruit! I heard that ms. Tather Borg -one of our fleet commanders- had been contacted by the Zerg for a joint operation agaist the Drifters. That they send an official delegation to the Empire and contribute voluntaries in the Drifter crusade, is such an important step towards full recognition by the Empire! I will thank and praise God today for this unforeseen development and pray that they may ultimately join us in full communion in the faith! 

Magnetars

Having investigated the wormholes of Sanctified Vidette, I spent some time now studying its star, a so-called magnetar.

If you ever played with iron filings and magnets as a child, you will have an intuitive picture of magnetic field lines, and magnetic flux. When the field lines are densely packed and close together, the magnetic flux density is high, and the magnetic field is strong. 

Changing the flux density over time is what generates an electromotive force and a current in a dynamo. However, this also implies that when a material is unable to sustain voltage differences, it is not able to change the flux density. So, in a good conductor, the magnetic flux is "frozen". An example of an excellent conductor is a stellar plasma: magnetic flux lines are frozen in the plasma and dragged along with it; sometimes leading to outbursts known as stellar flares.

Now, when a large star with a relatively strong magnetic field collapses, this collapse also drags the magnetic field lines along, squeezing them and leading to very high flux densities. This is the principle of an EMP smartbomb: and imploding plasma concentrates the electromagnetic energy which is then violently released. Except in some stars, that release does not take place, and the magnetic flux remains trapped. The resulting celestial object has a gigantic magnetic field at its surface, far surpassing what we can routinely make and experience. That is basically what a magnetar is.

Magnetars affect our ship's systems, in particular weapons. Some energy gets leeched off the field, making weapons deal far more damage. But at the same time, the field fluctuations make tracking and targeting harder. Sanctified Vidette has these effects up to a level that is compatible with class-2 magnetar systems (just as for the static wormholes it is also compatible with class-2 wormhole physics).

Unshielded life close to a magnetar is impossible - chemistry is altered since the electronic energy levels of the atoms are out of whack. Exposed to the field strengths near a magnetar, the magnetic shift of the atomic orbitals is comparable to the splitting between the energies of the orbitals at zero magnetic field. Atoms would make completely different types of molecular bonds, dealing a death blow to living organisms at the molecular level. 

That is however not the cause of the shattering of the planets in Sanctified Vidette. Solids still form and aggregate into orbital bodies, also around magnetars. The shattering that these planets underwent happened much more recently, as can be concluded from the debris field. Our scientists assume that it was caused by the Seyllin incident. In turn this means Sanctified Vidette must have been close to one or more control hubs in the Talocan wormhole network. 

Perhaps it will lead us one day to the fabled control hub system in Anoikis, the mirror system to W477-P in our own cluster!

Sanctified Vidette wormholes study

I have been gathering data on the wormholes in Sanctified Vidette for a few days now, cloaked and camping inside the system. I am slightly grumpy about the Amarr research station there not letting me dock and rest up - but I assume they will have their reasons. 

Camping out in the cold of deep safes, the nomad way of life, does not feel very reassuring to me. Certainly in the absense of a cloaking technician and the rest of the crew, I am worried when I go to sleep. Will all the systems stay running smoothly? Will I wake up here, or in a my medical clone in Gottin's Lamp? Anyway, for now, it went smoothly. 

I found that there are 60-66 wormholes present in the system at any given time. Of those, always six lead to other wormhole systems, and all the others are K162 exits of a V928 wormhole leading from the Eve cluster into Sanctified Vidette. The six connections to Anoikis are all entrances, they are static wormhole connections leading to each of the six classes of wormhole systems: 

Sanctified Vidette static wormholes

These type of connections are usually observed as originating in class 2 wormhole systems, so there must be some characteristics of class 2 shared by the Sanctified Vidette system. 

The other wormholes connect to systems with a Jove observatory. I found that on average,

• 24%  lead to highsec systems
• 16%  lead to lowsec systems
• 60%  lead to nullsec systems

There is quite a spread, day to day, on these numbers, giving a variance of 5% in these numbers. Now, if we look at the distribution of Jove observatory systems in the cluster, we see that 64% are in nullsec, 16% are in lowsec, and 21% are in highsec. 

So, to within the error bar, the observed numbers are compatible with the hypothesis that, when one of the V928's expire, a new one pops up, drawn from a uniform probability distribution among all Jove observatory systems.

So, for example, since there are 37 Jove observatory systems in Domain (out of a total of 1026 in all the cluster), the probability to that any given connection leads to Domain is expected to be 37/1026=3.61%. A simple statistics calculation then shows that one needs to scan 19 holes in order to have a 50% probability that at least one of them leads to Domain (or 44 holes to have a 80% probability of at least one going to Domain). The short table below gives these results for some other regions (red indicating that the number is over the 60 connections present, so that it is less likely than 50%, resp. 80% to get a connection to that region at any given time).

Rather than going by region, one could also look at distance from Amarr - there are about 50 Jove systems within 7 jumps from Amarr. To get 80% chance of finding at least one of such connections, a scout will need to scan about half of the wormhole signatures in system. That feels about right with my experience of the last week.

Destruction and extraction

Getting into Sanctified Vidette is easy enough, especially with filaments. Without them one has to search for an entrance, and that can be quite a challenge as there are many possibilities and not that many connections. But all in all, with some scouting, and patience for any potential Drifter guardians to leave, this poses no problem.

Getting out turns out to be much more of a challenge! When going back along a V928 to known space, I found the Drifter guardians of the gate waiting just outside, ready to pounce. I tried to stay cloaked and wait it out. But unfortunately, I was decloaked, and locked surprisingly quickly for battleships. I immediately took heavy fire from the Drifter battleships - the Indagatrix did not stand a chance.

I found myself in my pod, and hastened to a nearby station, boarded a corvette, and with anxiety in my heart headed back for a search and rescue for the crew. After so many rescue missions lately, I was well trained. Still, I feared the worst, given the ferocity and speed of the attack - after locking they only needed a single shot. This would not have left the crew any time to get in safety. The only hope I had is that as a precaution for the danger on this mission they were wearing suits that might buy them a bit of time in space, if they survive the destruction of the ship...

I was back in a matter of minutes, and the battleships had already left. I rushed to the wreck! The slow corvette seemed to take ages to cross the eighty or so kilometers separating me from it. 

I despaired! I could already see on the sensors that Mr. Firth's statis pod had not survived, nor any of the crew escape pods...

Then I picked up a faint signal, from a mobile depot within the wreckage, not yet deployed. I had this in the cargo bay, to be able to refit while in Sanctified Vidette, and it had survived the destruction of the ship. When deployed these depots have space for a maintenance crew, and somehow the ship's crew had not only survived but also managed to access a safety hatch on the undeployed structure, and taken refuge there. It is a desperate measure, offering them protection only for a short time, but hope kept them alive long enough for me to find them.

We were in Unel, in the Agiesseson constellation, and first aid was given to the crew in the Chemal Tech Factory station in system (which is also where I got the corvette). This is a factory, so they have good medical facilities to treat trauma wounds. No questions were asked, the improvement of relations with the Federation is a blessing. Nevertheless we did not mention Mr. Firth's occupation, he again pretended to be a warp core mechanic, even though his knowledge of warped spacetime physics is limited.

After praising and thanking God for the survival of the crew, I brought everyone back to Amarr. My insurance manager initiated the standard procedure to buy a new ship - goodbye Indagatrix IV, welcome Indagatrix V. 

Mr. Firth is taking another sick leave to recuperate, and has given me permission to continue exploration of Sanctified Vidette on my own. Mr. Levular Damus, my cloak technician, is blaming himself for the decloaking incident, and needs a bit of time to think things over. The rest of the crew was willing to return back to duty, but I think that for now I will fly the Indagatrix V without crew when exploring Sanctified Vidette. I will be slower, but travel with less worries.