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\When daring adventures, bounty hunters and just plain fortune seekers embark on their many quests for wealth and glory, they might visit plenty of terrible places. It’s not exactly hard to stumble into one on Posterra, from your basic monster den, through necropolis of the undead to a pocket of spreading madness from Dreadwake infection. One of the most dreadful experiences any of them can hope to survive is getting into the bowels of the Remnants ruins. Sure, they differ from each other quite a lot – some are leftovers from an arcane-powered civilization, some others are the post-transcended remains. But plenty are the archeotech world machines, the terrible engine of glistening dark steel and ominous lights, that buzz and thrum with seemingly endless energies they take from… somewhere. They are left behind tools and components and weapons, intricate machinery left seemingly without a given purpose, covered with thick layer of time. And yet, even these strange ruins are not completely forgotten. Ancient sentinels patrol the routes in the darkness. Peculiar techno ghosts vibrate through the glimmering walls. And cursed robots of all sort haunt these places. One of the worst you can stumble upon is a type universally called a Curator, for while they take on many forms, they always seem to tend to some corridors and chambers, to some inexplainable computers or exhibits. And once they find you and deem you an intruder – which is almost always – they will activate every defensive protocol of the ruin they inhabit against you. Which, usually, does not bode well for you and your posse.

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\When daring adventures, bounty hunters and just plain fortune seekers embark on their many quests for wealth and glory, they might visit plenty of terrible places. It’s not exactly hard to stumble into one on Posterra, from your basic monster den, through necropolis of the undead to a pocket of spreading madness from Dreadwake infection. One of the most dreadful experiences any of them can hope to survive is getting into the bowels of the Remnants ruins. Sure, they differ from each other quite a lot – some are leftovers from an arcane-powered civilization, some others are the post-transcended remains. But plenty are the archeotech world machines, the terrible engine of glistening dark steel and ominous lights, that buzz and thrum with seemingly endless energies they take from… somewhere. They are left behind tools and components and weapons, intricate machinery left seemingly without a given purpose, covered with thick layer of time. And yet, even these strange ruins are not completely forgotten. Ancient sentinels patrol the routes in the darkness. Peculiar techno ghosts vibrate through the glimmering walls. And cursed robots of all sort haunt these places. One of the worst you can stumble upon is a type universally called a Curator, for while they take on many forms, they always seem to tend to some corridors and chambers, to some inexplainable computers or exhibits. And once they find you and deem you an intruder – which is almost always – they will activate every defensive protocol of the ruin they inhabit against you. Which, usually, does not bode well for you and your posse.