Lemurian
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This is the logbook entry of D. Furthen, naturalist for the UES [Redacted] in conjunction with the UES Research and Documentation of Outer Life. I am joined by my good friend Tharson, who is keeping me safe through this journey.
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While on an expedition in search of edible substances to take back to the ship, we happened upon a lone creature who displayed remarkable intelligence.
Lens-Maker's Glasses
…What I didn’t see was that the golem was aiming its laser at my back. I managed to barely dodge it - just by pure luck - but the blast knocked me to the ground. My glasses flew off my face and I was on my back, stunned, barely able to make sense of myself…
And then... well, I can’t really explain what happened next. Adrenaline, some kind of divine intervention, I dunno.
Lepton Daisy
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Dear Stalnia,
I haven't been able to visit for a while, so I hope you and Libra are doing well. I heard that you're clearing the land there and want to spruce things up. I'm sending this flower I picked in the Carbon Fields of Electron Valley. The terraformers there told me that, over time, landscaping efforts were improved by the organic-band signals sent out by this plant.
Lesser Wisp
ONE MASK. SMALL.
MASK QUALITY IS ACCEPTABLE. I PULL IT FROM THE KILN.
LET US BEGIN.
A COIL OF DENKU ROPE – THIS IS FOR STRENGTH.
A STRIP OF EDELWOOD BARK – THIS IS FOR CURIOSITY.
A HANDFUL OF [powder] – THIS IS FOR SPIRIT.
AH, HELLO LITTLE ONE. WELCOME TO LIFE.
OH
YOU ARE A FUNNY LITTLE ONE, AREN’T YOU? YES, I AM QUITE BIG.
BUT FEAR NOT MY SIZE, LITTLE ONE.
Light Flux Pauldron
"The wind guides us all. Listen to the song of the wind, and dance according to its instruction. You will find yourself dodging every blow, countering every strike. You will find that the wind will lift you up, making you as free as a fallen autumn leaf. But heed, and do not lose yourself to the wind. Running is a viable option, though eventually you will find yourself with nowhere left to run to.
Little Disciple
HELLO, LITTLE ONE. HOW WAS YOUR ADVENTURE TODAY?
OH
YOUR FORM IS BROKEN, LITTLE ONE. WHAT TRICKERIES HAVE YOU GOTTEN YOURSELF INTO?
OH
DO YOU TIRE OF ADVENTURE? WOULD YOU LIKE TO HELP ME TEND TO THE GARDEN, MY LITTLE ONE?
I UNDERSTAND. OH, YOUR FORM! DO NOT WORRY. COME CLOSER.
HERE - TWO COILS OF DENKU ROPE. THOSE ARE FOR STRENGTH.
HERE - FOUR CARDS OF OBSIDIAN. THOSE ARE FOR SELF-CONFIDENCE.
Loader
A lot of people would say that loading cargo is a dull job. The Loader could not disagree more.
Other jobs don’t supply their employees with a fully articulate titanium exoskeleton capable of lifting 250 tons.
Other jobs don’t allow their employees to meet the crews of countless starships from across the galaxy.
Other jobs don’t let you use your exoskeleton for your own entertainment, much less outfit it with custom-built grappling hooks powered by a winch capable of hauling up to 100 tons.
Lost Seer's Lenses
"What does it mean to see?
To a beast, it means to identify potential food and mates. To propagate, to survive. Sight is nothing more than a means to an end, is it not?
To someone like me... To those who know true purpose... To see is to LIVE. To see is to spot that one little crack in the enemy's armor, to spot that smallest moment of hesitation when they rear back to strike.
Lunar Chimera (Exploder)
Production driven. Powered by refuse – all material has value.
Simple designs. Simple interference. Simple locomotion. Quality of components reduces stability. I will tie destruction with destruction.
Lunar Chimera (Golem)
Your completions of my designs are uneasy, brother. Let me show you their purpose.
We begin with stone, silver, and fire. Take note of the ratios.
High speed. Speed is war. Twin cannons – with twin exhausts. We stream their exhausts, for volatility.
Quadrupeds are easier, and more stable. We maintain that.
And that, dear brother, is it. No dance. No song. These guardians do not need soul.