Tennessine Landers's Links
One of Tarren's friends. He's... Odd. But he, Tarren, and Vody are a terrifying combination. They could probably put Andoran to shame if they set their minds to it.
Whoa, big dude. Apparently he's Tarren's grand dad? Eh, I see the resemblance. Always a pleasure havin' extra hands round the fields.
I saved him from a rather deadly group of thugs as I thought he was one of my children. Though he wasn't, the tug of familiarity was too strong to ignore. We talked and eventually he offered to introduce me to his mother... my daughter. I have lost so much of my life underground thanks to Jay... I've lost my partner, my sense of security, and almost every one of my offspring, but just knowing one survived. As poorly as things turned out for her, that she lived and found some happiness, started her own family in peace, it fills my core with joy. And a young sun as brilliant as this young one being my grandson fills it with pride.
I met him in a back alley while being assaulted cause of... reasons. At first, I thought he was just wanting to kill me himself, but to my shock, turns out we're a little closer than "just family." When mother dropped the bombshell that he is my grandfather, that kinda shook my world. The person who created the city is alive and my grandpa. I'll be honest, I have mixed feelings.
One of the rebels who freed me from that... hell. I can't thank him enough, both for busting me out and for leading the charge to fix what Jay's done to the city. I wish I could do more in that respect, but I wish I'd had more foresight to begin with.
I have vague memories from childhood learning about the man who unified our city. Tennessine Landers, had I recognized that name when Csatta told me initially, perhaps I would have been a touch less blunt. Still, it's odd why Jay kept him alive for so long. What was his plans for you?
My commitment to pacifism after unifying the cities was the biggest mistake of my life. I always knew you were a rat. I wish I had ripped you in half before you could have done... this... to me. You ruined this planet, this city, you plunged every sun on the planet into suffering with your greed. You're going to hell if I have to drag your fetid corpse there myself.
Our esteemed and glorious unifier. From a time long past. If it weren't for you setting the groundwork, I'd wager none of what we have now would have been possible. Thank you for your glorious sacrifice, oh benevolent Sheriff.
Another one of Jay's lab rats, like me. Except Jay actually got what he wanted out of Agaet. Hopefully he's living a happier life now.
Tormented like me. Recognize vaguely from lab. Feels familiar.
Another one of my children... What Jay has done to him is unforgivable. I don't want to stoop to his low, but I'd pull his core apart atom by atom after seeing this. To make my son suffer like this, and to keep him in this agony. To treat him like a toy... Right now it's more important that I find him. If there's one more thing I can do for him, it's stop this. He needs to rest after all this.
ʄ... ʄǟȶɦɛʀ? ռօ ռօ ʏօʊ'ʀɛ ɖɛǟɖ. ʏօʊ'ʋɛ ɮɛɛռ ɖɛǟɖ ʄօʀ ɛօռֆ ռօա. ɨ. ʊռʟɛֆֆ ȶɦɨֆ ɨֆ ʄǟȶɛ ƈǟȶƈɦɨռɢ ʊք ȶօ ʍɛ. ʄօʀƈɨռɢ ʍɛ ȶօ ʄǟƈɛ աɦǟȶ ɨ ɦǟʋɛ ɮɛƈօʍɛ ɮʏ ֆɦօաɨռɢ ʍɛ ȶɦɛ ֆʊռӄɛռ ʋɨֆǟɢɛ օʄ ʍʏ ʟǟȶɛ ʄǟȶɦɛʀ. ɢɛȶ ǟաǟʏ ɢ̷̣̟͚̞̹̮͎̘͚͉̯̹̬̃̈͆̍̋͛̒̚ɛ̶̡̧̨̧̰̳̳̱̥̤̱̹̮̋͋͋̀̈̏̏͛͐̐͘͜͠ȶ̵̛̲̻̰̇̿̉̐̆͊͛͗̾̓̉̕͘̚ ̸͓̙͖̩͍̤̻͉̘̩̀̈͐̋̄̾͑͆̇̔̚͜͝͝ͅͅǟ̴̛̛͖̺̳͇͖͔͐̿͆ա̷̧̄̈́̉̑̈́̀̑͑͜ǟ̵̧̢̫͓̻͇̼̱̭̳̞̭̼̝̙̿̐̽͒͌̈́̚ʏ̴̢̛̮͈͈̞̭̰͉̦̰̱̝͇̘͓̏̽̍̿͛̀̾̔̾̆͒̓̔͘ ̴̺͍̹̪̺̼̹͂̏̀̍̋̚ͅɢ̸̱͖͈̝̘̪̜̼͑͐͂͂̽͋͘͝ͅɛ̵̡̰̞̞̲̱̘͛̋̓ͅȶ̴̡͈̦̰̩̘͖̣̣̪͚͂̐̏̉́͐̇͛͌̚͝ͅ ̴̭̒͆͒͌̾̀̿́̃̾ǟ̸̩̟̠́̌͂͂̄̃̌͋͗̉̀͂͝ա̵̧̗͙̘̝̝̣̓̃̋̎͒́͜ą̸̤̗̯͉̟̰̜̖̈̄͐͛͆̉̊̈̍̎ͅʏ̶̧̭͎̱̘̻̦̞̄̋̔ ̵͎͚̼̘͍͖̖̯̻͈͕̓̄͌̀̿̑̀̒̌̓́͛͘͠ɢ̴̦͙͖̭͉̃́͌̌͐̇̍̕͜ɛ̴̯͆̈́̾͌̂́̿̀̅͘͘̕͝ȶ̵̨̜̦͚͉͔̣̞͕̜̻̥͋͊̽͝ͅ ̴͎͕̙̝̙̞̂ǟ̸̡͈̹͓̗̣͚̜̦̘̪̩͐̂̅͐̾͋͗ա̵̡̖̣̝̞͎̭̱̝̗̩̳͋̉ǟ̵̪͕̫̩͔͓̲͖̬͊͛̊̀̕̕͠ͅʏ̸̼͙̠̪͇̤̲̰̭͂̅̿͋͆͊̆̌͝͠ͅ ̵̗̯̼̰̰̦̫̹̉͐̎̾̌͆ɢ̵̧̡̝͇̬̙̰̟͍̗̰̫̪̀̉͑̀̈́̌̅͝ɛ̶̨̛̹͎͍̮͙̠̥͉̗̜̒̋́͊̈́́̓̔͛ȶ̵̢̢̢̳̗̼̝̫͔̻̘͆̓͌̓͂̈́͌̃̅͘͜͝͝ͅ ̸̢̢̨͔̠̯̳̻̱͕͕̤̩̏͛͘͜͠ͅǟ̵͉͓͖̫̟̲̺͖̘̼̔̈̃̅̔͆́̌̋̐̀̂͘͜͜͝ͅա̵̡̛̯͈̣̩̮̹̹͕̺͉̟̜̄̃̈́ǟ̸̪̟̘̯̘̺͎̓̔̄́́̏̍͘̚͝ʏ̶̱̒͑̍̉́͊̋̑̀̚͝ ̷̢̘̼̠͔̳̰͖͊̾̐͌̀͗̿͐̈͗̊̎́̽̕͜͜ɢ̸̧̗̼͐̈́ɛ̵͖̞̲̙̗̱̈̽̔̑͛́̍̅͐͛͒ȶ̶̱̫̗͓̭̀͊̓ ̴̨͕̉́̎̔͑͋̽͗̒̈́̈́̈̕͠ǟ̶̱̺̤̘͕̜̥̣̜͖͛́̅́̍̚͜͜͠ա̷͕͍̤̻̤͈̝̯̥̻͎̏̊̍͋̈̄̈́̈́̀͌̓͛͘͜ą̸̛̛̼͕̙̳̰͙͖̈̄̽̊̇̍̈́̌ʏ̵̢̢̡̺̺̮̝̬̼̠̽́͗̓̎͗̊̕ͅͅ ̶͍̖̥͙͈͍̱̍̀̾̈̇͊̑̓̑͆ͅɢ̵̧̲̱̖̮̝͓̰̼̲̱̫̺͖͗̈́͛̀͐̈́͒̇̇̊̚ɛ̶̖͇̦̻͙͙̹̀̇̀̃͆̔̕ȶ̶̛͈̹̇̆̀̐̋̐͛̈͊̎ ̵̢̳̪̣̩̔̔̒̇̂̕ͅǟ̷̦͓̞͇͈̗͍̞̈̅̓̿̈́ա̴̧̨̢͍͎͇̱̫̼͔̲̘̅̊̓̎̀̂̿̇̄̇́̚ǟ̴̪͕͎̗͇̙͚͇̠͙̲̪͈̍̽͐̎̍̌͋͌͜͜͝͠͝ʏ̴̗̪̖̙̗͎̒̀̌͗́͌̄͜ ̷̨̛̮̣͖̻̘̬̬̦̊́̽͊̅̔̊̄̇̓͘͠͝ɢ̵̥̱̫͔͓̪͔̀̐̎̈́̂̿͗͗͑̈̂̒̈͘͜ɛ̸̡͍̗̺̹̳͇̻̗̩̩̓̆̉̂͗͘ȶ̴̧̛̬͙̜̒̋ ̴͈̥͑̓̈̐̾̈́̒̾̎̀͘ǟ̵̤͚͙̆̈́̒̄ա̷͕̼͚̘̿̔̅͒̓̇̏͑̕ͅǟ̸̡̲̮̰͍̦͉̲͔̼͕͎̙̘̽̇͊͐̌͑̋͆͑͂̈́͠ʏ̶̖̩͖̮͙̺̉̍̌̂̅͑́̏̂͠ ̵̢̧͓̼̱̬̮̥̜̻̖̖̣̖̟̓͛̌̔̏̒̿͐̀̎͗ɢ̵͍̳̪̎̃́͊̎̅̾̀̀͝͝ɛ̷̢͇̠̝͔̿͋̂̔̅̽́̓̿̓̕ȶ̵̨̻̳̒̏̓͐̌͗̒͐̀͒̈́ ̵̞̪̪̦͔͑̋͊͛̓͜ǟ̷̧̫̣͍̰͙̹̝̟͓̜͍̒̐͊̆̔͠ա̴̢̨̝̥̠̳̘͂̍͐͑͌̆̂͘͝ǟ̸͔̃̆̑̑̃̊̈̍͊̽͘͝ʏ̴̱̔ ̵̢̨̧͈̟͎͙̖̻̫̜͈̬̮̽̿̇͑͊̃̀̎̃͛͜͝ɢ̷̠̜̱̘̮̜̤̙̫̮͚̀̑̒̓ͅɛ̶̗̞̬̮̑͑͑̃̍̌͒̄̈́͊͑͘͠ȶ̶͚̮̋͑̏͂͂̈͐̍̂͑͐̚͠ ̶̡̡̧͍͎̬̣́͂̿ǟ̷͙̳͓̲̘̹͊͊̽͗̾̌̍̈́̈̅͝ա̵̨̨̛̻̣̆̾͛͊̉̌ǟ̷̩̪̫̩̜̘͔͌̀̇̿͌̌̀ʏ̵̛͕͈̬̘͓͕̼̞̺͍̘̘̮͒̃̋̎̍̀̂̒̓̆̀͝ ̷̘͕͖̥̍͂̑͘ɢ̷̧̘̮̖̖̑̐́̈̑̄͛̓ɛ̵̙̮̫̺̪̋̃͂̈́̅̄́̐̿̂̚̕͘͝͝ȶ̵̧̢̡̗̥͎̱͓͍͙̯̤̲̀ ̶̜͚̻͚̮͚̲̳͔͇͇̽̀̚ǟ̸̛͉̗̺͙͈̮̬̤̼̫̜͋̄̎̏̀͆̈́̓̄͆̊̊̚͜͜ͅͅա̶̼̠̯̉̍̓ǟ̶̮̖̥̪͍̝̝̈́̒̈́̓͊̃̇̈̓̈̀͜͝͝͠ͅʏ̶̡̪̝͍̝̣͛̾̓͋͌̓ͅ ̸̞̫̰̞̘͉͉͎́̌͊̋̑̇̅̒̓̈͜ͅɢ̵̧̝̱̲̲͎̱͖̬̮̙͎͙̤̓̈̊̂̇́̄̇͝ɛ̸̛̺̦̼͓͉͚̞̻̑̀́̆̈́͑̾̒̂͂͊͝͝ȶ̶̨̨̥͔̫̱͎̟̟͊͊̾ ̶̮̦̏̀̆͛͐̂̆́͘͝͠ǟ̶̪̣̝̾̎͘͝ա̵̺͓͇̦̼̘̋͜ǟ̴̛̮̤̠̭̳̣̐̉̒̅̃ʏ̵̪̰͐̆̽̓̎̾͒̐̂͜͝ ̵̖͓̟̮͉̯͉̪̖̣̺̭̦̥͔̀͂͆ɢ̷̨̙̭͍̼͕̲̮͖̺̌̒̈́̓́̄̍̋̓̀́͘͝ɛ̵̨̧͔̥̖̭̪͔̠̹͈͓͇͒̅͒̈́̐͠͝ȶ̵̢̢̛͉̞̻̼̦̯̟̟͎͔͕̙̀̂͌̿̇͂̏̀̀̎̈́̃͘ ̸̢̧̫̙͎̦͔̘̱̙̈́ǟ̴͉͍̈̓̓̇̀ա̵̢̜̺̬͎̻̤̖̞͛́̎̚ǟ̴̞̰̞̤̼͕̤̠̥̣̦̾̒̃̎̓͝ʏ̶̡̛̲͎͉̝̃͛̈́̈́͒̍̔̈́̔̚͘ ̴̡̛̛̲̼͙͚͙̀̓̃͌̓͆̀̾̉̈́͒̕ɢ̸̢̛͕̲͎̪̬̓̍̈ɛ̸̢̨̛̪̙̬̫̮̭̗͍͎̲̣͙̊̍͐͐̇̂͋̾̕ͅȶ̵̨̢͉͈̥̮̫̻̤̩̭̞̜̈́̆̈́́̒̏͊̅̄͘͝͝ ̷̲̪̯͔̤́̈́̉͐̔̕ǟ̸̫͛ա̸̢̨̗̙̯̟̞̬̘̺͇͚͕̅̈̓́͌̀̌͝ǟ̶̪̥̻̯͎͕̲̬̜̰̫̅̌ʏ̶̧͈̫̒͐̐́̄͆ ̴͙͇̣̟̩̋̿̎̓̈́̊͂̀̀̽̔͒̈́̕͝ɢ̶̛̮̓̈̔̕͝ɛ̴̧̨̖͉̝͍͕͓̝͇̪̱̳̖͌̓̆̆̍̓̿̌ͅȶ̷͇̬͆̎ ̸͎̰̩̮̗͔̯̻̜̬̄̾̍̅̊͘̚͝ǟ̵̡̢̯̲̔̿̐̐̕̚͜ա̶̡̜̠̠̭̜͎̩̟͌͊̊͆͊̇͛̂̄͝ǟ̶̡̗̖̬̬̼̩̱̣̬͖̟̦̐̾̄̎̿̓̉͆͊́͝ʏ̸̢̧̣͍̦̹̦̞̇̂̾̅̀̍̓̐͛̾͛̃͝͝ ̵̖̦̈́́͛͒͂̀͐̇̆̄͘ɢ̸̘̤̻́̈́͆̈̎̑̑͝͠ɛ̴͇̙̻̹͔̯̹͔̖̳̺̞͉̺̭̾̍͝ȶ̵̨̡̧̮̪̤͎̻͇͉̺̗̆̅̑̈͊̋̔͊̒̚͝ ̵̳͕͓̠͉̟͛̾͋̄͒̀͘ǟ̵̜̣̻̪͛̑́͋́́ա̷̧̧̡̛͙̝̦̥̹̱̲̝͇̇̏̍̎̃̋͑͗̽̉̔̔̒̆ą̶̜̱̣̪̹͇̠̞͕̗̦̱̜̈̄̌ʏ̷̧͇̖̥͍̠̯̳̝̝̼̭͇͙̜̈͊͛̚ ̴̙͉̼̂̍̈́̿͐̃̆͑ͅɢ̷̢̪̺̞͎̩͍̺̃̅͂͆̓̽̚͜ɛ̸̡̯̱͕̠̙͎̖͓͈̦͈̙̟͈̿̍̓͆̔̕ȶ̸̨̢͍̬͎͍̟͖̠̜̭̣̟̥͚̈́̐̅͐̾̔͘ ̷̭͖̱͙̝̂̃̈́̈́̽́̎̄̚͜ạ̷̯̪͎̙̲͎̗͍͙̈̄̍̑̑͑̎͠͝ա̴̱̼̺̮͎̳̥̣̫̱̱̬͙̄͗̑̌̔̇͑́͒̔͊̐̕̕͝ǟ̸̧͉̣͉̇̐͛͛͛̑̋̓̎̔͒̌̕͠͝ͅʏ̴̨̹̫̘̺̱̩̺̠̲̟̝͙͉̰͊̓̇ ̵̧̡̧̨̻̬͍̼̲͚̘̒̍̊́̈́̾ɢ̶̝̹͚͍͉̅̇͠ͅɛ̴̢̝̠̣̣̜̐̏̎͋̋̑͗̋́̃͜͠͝͝ȶ̵̛̛̭̒̒̏̎́͗͝ ̷̮̮͉̖͒̋̀̏̈̅͑͂͂̚ͅǟ̶̢̖̪̏͊̎̌̇͋́̂̏̆͌̚͜ա̵̹̈͛͛̎̈̀̃̈́̾́ǟ̷̜̜͇̂̓̎͋̅̈́̋̍̀̈́͐̓̚ʏ̸̡̹̙̗̼̦͉̓͛̿͠ ̶̨̡̘̘̳͈̹̹͇̬͇͓̞́͜͠ɢ̶̢̧͕̝̰̰͙̖̱̘̰̞͔͆͘͜͝ɛ̵̝̍͑͗̆͠ȶ̵̧̢̗͍͔͓͈̯̪̲̠́̓̊͆͜ͅ ̶̛͈͔͉̞̞̝̣͈̜̞͋̊̄͋̎̿̀̀̔͊̃̚͘ą̸͓̥̘̹͕̟̰̥̼̳̲̮̈̄̂͋͋̓͊͌̈́̓͝ա̷̨͓̘͍̗̥̺͖͉̘̝̂̿̒̈́͑͋̂͛̑̿̌́̕ǟ̸̻̟͓̮͙̹̜̊̐̀̄̔̐̿͝ͅͅʏ̷̡̛͉̦̪͎̠̗͛͒͛̀̃̓̄̎͛͆̆̈́͜ͅ ̴̡̛͎̞͚͎͖͖̦̦̦̀́̈̚̚͝ɢ̷̢̡̩̟͓̳̀̈͋̋ɛ̷̼̄͊͂͊͐̓͘ͅȶ̶̡̰̣̪̝̮̫̰̗͇̟̉̈́͜͝ ̴̢̧̟͎͍͓̬̳̹̲͙̰̑͂̂̂̽͜͝ǟ̴̧̆̉̅͋̂̏͑͋̽̽̇̕͠͝͝ա̶̼̥̤̦̩̰̺̿̿̄̾͑̂͜ǟ̷̝̳̜̞̘͉͊̉̀̒̈̈́̒͂͐̅̾̂̑̀ʏ̵̨̭̜̬̮̰̀̏̍͗̂̐̄̂̊̂͊̊̀̕͘ ̶̝͎̮̥͍͓̥̳͖̱̔̋̓̍͛͆͘͝͝ɢ̴̢̧̺͔͇̠̳̪̤͔̼̻̹͙͆̊̍̽̅̈́͐͛̈́͌̿͘̕͘ͅɛ̴̡̡̬͍̝͇̺̟͙̲̫̗̾̓̏ȶ̴͎̰͚͔̟̯̗͌́͛͘͝ ̶̧̧̠̫͕͇̩̟͉̥͒͂͜͝ǟ̵̦͍̠̜̮̓̃̆̏͆͑͋̽͋̒̔̍̚͝ա̶̪̳͇̔͘ǟ̵̛͈̫͔̥͚̟͚͔͖͇̣͙̬̟̳́͋̈́̈́̍̚͠͠ʏ̸̡̻̟̝̥̾̽̿͆̏̈́͐͜ ̴̡͓̺̮̞̗̰̯̱͛͛̍̉ɢ̶̯̞͙̟̖̦͌̀̽̆ɛ̵̛̱͕͓̟̀͗̈̅́̒ȶ̴̢̗͙̇͆ ̴̟̭̻̲̖̤͉͋̄̃̿ǟ̷̧̭̟̝͈̖̦͇̠̗͕̞͚͚̯͘͝ա̸̡̧̨͈͔̭͙͍̘͔̜̭͖̼̏͒͛͗̋͆̀̐̈́͛͋̒̕̕͘ǟ̷̜͂̓ʏ̴̢̡̱͖̯̯̮̤͚̿̆̈́̚͝ͅ ̶̡̜̝͆́ɢ̴̪̻̼̮̜͖͚̠̮̬̞̯͓̄͆̅͆̈́́͜͝ɛ̸̦̠̦̞̼̦̣̪́̈̄̌̈́̐͋̈́͠ȶ̷̢̨̙̬̙͉̗̖̘̮̗̩͎̦̈́̓̂̎̓̊̍͘ͅ ̴̢̧̨̫̖̗̙͖͈̺̪̬͚̣̼̐͊̇̈͠ą̶̧̛̬͚̳̯̺̈̄͌̎͋͋͗̿̀̕ա̶̜͕͕̗̜͇̩͘ǟ̷̭̼͖̘̬̤̝̏̿͐̂̒̀͘ʏ̸̧̨͔͔̠̦͇͙̦͎͈̝̾̀͝