warframe-public-export-plus 0.5.105 → 0.6.0

package/dict.en.json

@@ -12056,14 +12056,45 @@
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/16BitGirlsSongName": "16-Bit Girls with Machine Guns",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AbyssOfDagathSongDesc": "The Abyss of Dagath login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AbyssOfDagathSongName": "Abyss of Dagath Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AlbrectLoreFragmentADesc": "I wanted nothing but the ease of oblivion, at first. I floated ignorant in baths of nepenthe, a second gestation. Unseeing, unspeaking. Only rarely did my brain flicker errant light across the cave-paintings still smeared on the interior of my skull. \r\n\r\nAt sensation's edge I knew a vague silhouette of Loid crooning motherly across the watery distances, the poetry my tongue was too blackened to recite.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AlbrectLoreFragmentAName": "Albrecht's Notes - The Aftermath",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AlbrectLoreFragmentBDesc": "I employed a variety of Cavia in an attempt to unmake the adversary. \r\n\r\nThe principle was straightforward enough, though in hindsight I abhor my naivete. My humanity had been unscrolled by the caustic Void and now smirked back at me across the divide, privy to all my unfettered malice and pettiness. In answer, I resolved to hurl into the Void minds that were not human. Let it parody them. The proximity of the bestial would force a humbling devolution, or so I thought.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AlbrectLoreFragmentBName": "Albrecht's Notes - The Cavia",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AlbrectLoreFragmentCDesc": "In Duviri, I woke every day to the voice of my daughter. I recoiled from this at first, feeling the sting of conscience. I could not confront, even in semblance, the woman I had abandoned. Instead I reinvented myself as a teacher, advising the child-King of the menace beyond his borders.\r\n\r\nBut as the days melted away, I came to recognize the strange cast of characters Euleria had created, and their purpose. I heard voices I had myself first conjured in the darkness of her childhood chambers, for no other reward than her delight. She had not only preserved this gift I had thought so trivial, she had made it an instrument of healing. More: a stronghold.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AlbrectLoreFragmentCName": "Albrecht's Notes - Duviri",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AlbrectLoreFragmentDDesc": "I went among the denizens of the plague year like a savior, my hands filled with healing. To those who volunteered, I brought more than mere health. Their bodies were primed; it needed only the Helminth infusions, brought from my own time, to work the alchemy of transformation. They have become partial Warframes, still in possession of their free will, yet enhanced, Void-attuned, capable.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AlbrectLoreFragmentDName": "Albrecht's Notes - The Vessels",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AlbrectLoreFragmentEDesc": "All is in readiness. Loid will do as he is bid, though his eyes silently plead with me to choose another path.\r\n\r\n\r\nAs I await my final crossing to the past, I ponder what role a scientist may play in so spiritual a matter as 'absolution'. How in the alchemy of the soul, even repentance must necessarily be a calculated task.\r\n\r\nI will repair what I have broken, no more and no less. The scales must balance. And in such a monstrous penitence as this, I shall take no heed of the dust that may fall upon them on either side, the dust of petty lives.\r\n\r\nThe builders of old tempered their mortar with blood, to appease the most ancient of land-spirits. We should have been so wise. Yet it is not too late to learn.\r\n\r\nThe sands fall. The circuit completes. I return to the place of the beginning.\r\n\r\nLet witless hordes bleat their disdain for every fervent plan;\r\nThe deal is done, the die is cast. I end as I began.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AlbrectLoreFragmentEName": "Albrecht's Notes - We End as we Began",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AliveAgainSongName": "Alive Again",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AnnaKiGOBSongName": "Anna Ki in the G.O.B.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AnnaKiPunkSongName": "Anna Ki is a Punk Rocker",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ArchaicWeapons1": "Archaic Weapons",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ArchaicWeapons1Desc": "The Old War found humanity facing a technologically superior force, and their own weapons were turned against them. Melee and ballistic weapons, inspired by primitive counterparts, became part of the Tenno arsenal to circumvent the Sentient interference of more technologically-involved weaponry.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ArchwingSongName": "Archwing",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ArsenalSongName": "Arsenal",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AshFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Ash",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/AtlasFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Atlas",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/BansheeFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Banshee",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/BaruukFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Baruuk",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/BelowZeroSongName": "Below Zero",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/BeneathHerEyesSongName": "Beneath Her Eyes",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/BizMarqueBopSongName": "Biz-Marque Bop",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CaliberChicksSongDesc": "Caliber Chicks 2 Original Soundtrack to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CanticleSongFragment": "Canticle",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Ceres1": "Ceres",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Ceres1Desc": "Ceres is the extreme example of the Grineer’s utilitarian ignorance of the natural landscape. Their expanding shipyard operations pollute and shroud the planet in smog and industrial waste as they manufacture machines of war. These foundries are scattered across the Origin System, giving them near-limitless reach with their fleets.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ChromaFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Chroma",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Citizens1": "Citizens",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Citizens1Desc": "While the major warring factions combat each other across the Origin System, non-militant organizations and civilian merchants populate the many regional Tenno Relays. Travelling merchant collectors that offer rare goods, mentors that offer training and knowledge, and convictional syndicates that preach their own rituals and doctrine.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ColdTundraSongName": "Cold Tundra",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ColdwaveSongName": "Coldwave",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ConsumeUsSongName": "Consume Us",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CoreContainmentSongName": "Core Containment",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Corpus1": "Corpus",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Corpus1Desc": "Lead by innovatory and elusive industrialists, and claiming to be descendants of Orokin lineage, the Corpus are dedicated to the accumulation of wealth. This elite ruling class operates an insular trade organization using humans and robotics for labour and security, and have been condemned by the Seven as a merchant cult.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusCrew1": "Corpus Crew",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusCrew1Desc": "Predominantly a merchant guild, Corpus labour and security forces are composed mostly of purpose-bred humanoid crewmen, and animal-like robots; both equally indoctrinated into a ritualized and propagandist devotion to labour and work.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusGreedReliefADesc": "Fear not poverty. Poverty is the bitter soil in which sweet desire blossoms.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusGreedReliefAName": "Humble Beginnings",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusGreedReliefBDesc": "Fortune despises the idle man. Stasis is death. Always move forward.",
@@ -12086,96 +12117,478 @@
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusGreedReliefJName": "A New Empire",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusGreedReliefKDesc": "We are Desire. Ours is the grasping golden hand. We. Are. Corpus.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusGreedReliefKName": "We Are Corpus",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusGreedSongName": "Corpus Greed",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusLichLoginSongDesc": "Sisters of Parvos login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusLichLoginSongName": "Sisters of Parvos Login Music",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusRailjackLoginSongDesc": "The Railjack Retrofit login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusRailjackLoginSongName": "Railjack Retrofit Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusWeapons1": "Corpus Weapons",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorpusWeapons1Desc": "Weapons research and manufacturing is a large component of Corpus industry. Their designs are clean and precisely engineered, and they are the largest supplier of energy-based weapons in the Origin System. These cunning profiteers prefer to avoid conflict in times of war, dealing arms indiscriminately to any side that can afford the price.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CorruptedSongName": "Corrupted",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CrashCourseSongName": "Crash Course",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/CutThroughSongName": "Cut Through",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DanteUnboundLoginSongDesc": "The Dante Unbound login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DanteUnboundLoginSongName": "Dante Unbound Login Music",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DeadlockLoginSongDesc": "The Deadlock Protocol login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DeadlockLoginSongName": "The Deadlock Protocol Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DecryptedSongName": "Decrypted",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DeepestDarkSongName": "Deepest Dark",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DeimosLoginSongDesc": "The Heart of Deimos login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DeimosLoginSongName": "Heart of Deimos Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DerelictsSongName": "Derelicts",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Dojo1": "Dojo",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Dojo1Desc": "Newly awakened, and with no permanent location to call home, Tenno warriors have aligned to construct secret temples of their own. The architecture within is distinctly Tenno in origin, but these hidden palaces of bonding, training and meditation are undeniably influenced by Orokin architecture.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DreadnaughtSongName": "Dreadnaught",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DripSongName": "Drip",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DustsDominionSongName": "Dust's Dominion",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriKullervoLoginSongDesc": "The Seven Crimes of Kullervo login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriKullervoLoginSongName": "The Seven Crimes of Kullervo Login Music",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriLoginSongDesc": "The Duviri Paradox login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriLoginSongName": "The Duviri Paradox Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetADesc": "I am naturally curious. I can hardly help it. And so I set this down for any that follow in my footsteps, who wonder - as I have - about our home. \r\n\r\nToday, Duviri is a mere scattering of islands, set about the Palace as if they had spilled forth from it. But in the dawning time, when the Kingdom was new, it was a Kingdom worthy of the name.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetAName": "We Are Not What We Were",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetBDesc": "When Duviri came into being there were many islands whose contents were - to put it bluntly- horrific. The Execution Cyst, the Golden Hive, the Inversion Tree, Stitcher’s Gulch and the Bountiful Swamp were all notorious, but each met a natural end, engulfed by the Void. Lorn was exiled deliberately.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetBName": "The Island of Lorn",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetCDesc": "In all the ages of Thrax's reign, only two strangers have ever been known to come to Duviri. \r\n\r\nOne was the monk, Teshin, who fell from the sky into the lake on the island we now call Hermit's Landing. Seemingly lifeless, he was dragged ashore by Mathila who nursed his return to health. I have never known a constitution to match his; yet unlike us, he has… deteriorated… with the passing of time.\r\n\r\nThe other stranger came far earlier in Thrax's reign, before even the Bleeding Earth.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetCName": "Scholar’s Landing",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetDDesc": "The Necropolis Island was once one of the largest in Duviri, and the strangest. It appeared to be a sprawling burial ground, littered with gravestones, wooden crosses, sarcophagi and ornate tombs. But those who broke into these places found that there were no bodies to loot. Not a cadaver, not a skull, not even a tooth.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetDName": "The Doll Mausoleum",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetEDesc": "The island of Manipura was Duviri's vineyard. The Calaventi merchant sisterhood had villas there. Their tenant farmers raised succulent grapes to be turned into wine, which was taken as a tribute to be shared among the Dax. \r\n\r\nTribute day was a great celebration in the Dax barracks, as the veiled Yaskutai would pour bowl after bowl of wine, comrades would show old wounds and tell tall tales of how they were come by, and old songs would be sung late into the night.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetEName": "Manipura Island",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetFDesc": "For Lake Verula to be lost and forgotten is a lasting bitterness to me. There was a time when it was Duviri's festival spot. On the anniversary of Thrax's coronation, the citizenry would build ceremonial floating islands. On these they would drift, sing, play music and light fragrant lanterns in honor of Thrax.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetFName": "Lake Verula",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetGDesc": "The island was called Cornucopia, for its fecundity. The soil, dark and rich, yielded tubers and greens that shimmered with life. Wagons laden with tribute would go tottering up to the Palace in procession. \r\n\r\nAll this was, of course, the will of the King; for what is a kingdom without its peasants? Thus had he created the islands, and thus they remained, day after indolent day. \r\n\r\nThen, on a morning like any other, Farmer Hovrel drove his spade into the earth and brought up blood.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetGName": "The Bleeding Earth",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetHDesc": "There was a time when the children of Duviri were educated. \r\n\r\nUpon the island of Academe, within its chalky caves, in rough-hewn classrooms lit by burning blue gas, sages taught them everything they would need to know. They learned of the Seven Principles, the geometries, the primords, the harmonics and resonances, the sacred stories, and most importantly, the unquestionable benignity of Dominus Thrax.\r\n\r\nAnd then, not long after the Rain of Chains, the first of the Hollow Children appeared.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetHName": "The Caves of Academe",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetIDesc": "How I loved the Galleria. It was an island of simple beauty, where white statues rose out of the ground as if they had grown there. They were classical in their features, masked in due propriety, each bearing an instrument or an emblem of their craft. I gave them names: the Scribe, the Scryer, the Shawzinist.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetIName": "The Galleria",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetJDesc": "In the splendid lands on this side of the Wall lives happy Mathila; and she has two children. \r\n\r\nShe also had a husband, in her yesterdays. When I have attempted to talk to her about him she has simply frozen, like a rat before a snake. \r\n\r\nHis name was Garmi, and he was keeper of the Seriglass Lighthouse on Watcher’s Island.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/DuviriSetJName": "Watcher’s Island",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Earth1": "Earth",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Earth1Desc": "Earth has been long abandoned due to its toxic atmosphere. It is now overgrown with mutated jungle structures that have devoured most of the prior signs of civilization. Infestation and roaming wildlife still inhabit its surface but anything of value was stripped by scavengers generations ago.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EarthSettlements1": "Earth Settlements",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EarthSettlements1Desc": "Like most living organisms, the Grineer require water to survive. Beneath Earth’s towering forest canopy are rich reserves of fresh water that the Grineer have fought hard to maintain for many years. Evidence of their long-standing occupation is found among their many outposts that have been taken hold by giant roots, moss, and other layers of vegetation over time.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentA": "Plains of Eidolon",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentADesc": "The site of the final battle between the Unum's champion, Gara, and the colossal Sentient that wished to claim the Tower's regenerative qualities for itself. Today the remains of the Sentient, diminished and confused, wander the Plains - seeking a cohesion the Ostrons hope it shall never find.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentB": "Ancient History",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentBDesc": "Many questions remain: what is the true history of Cetus? Who is the Unum and for how long has she been one with the living Tower? What is her relationship to the Quills and what hidden purpose do they serve? The Archivist, Onkko, preserved much of the old folklore but how much of that is true?\r\n\r\nIf there is any kind of scheme to the unfolding of things, some end-point in sight, then one thing is certain: the arrival of the Tenno in Cetus is no accident.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentC": "The Tower's Flesh",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentCDesc": "“Khanung! Khanung! Clear Ingress Four-Two-Seven-Five! Shock charges have been affixed! Evacuate five hundred meters boomward! Prepare to make fire! Prepare to make fire!”\r\n\r\nThe Unum specifies which part of her Temple-body may be harvested, and when. In this manner her body eternally replenishes, providing her people with flesh to sell, Temple-kuva to refine and oils with which to make remarkable unguents. On occasion, nestled within the substrata of her being, a rare discovery awaits: forgotten technology. Proto-essence. Things which lure travelers from across the system, and so are a bounty for her people.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentD": "Ostron Patois",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentDDesc": "Swazdo-lah - a common greeting\r\nSho-lah - 'farewell'\r\nSurah - 'friend'\r\nDah-dap - 'thank-you'\r\nAi yo - a common exclamation. Could be thought of as 'oh my'\r\nLok heb - 'hail'\r\nChut! - 'silence!' (request for)\r\nKruna metta - an imploration. 'please'.\r\nKhanung! - a warning\r\nUtz - a universal emphatic, appended to the end of a descriptor (\"I am happy utz.\") 'Very'\r\nDoh-ga - Urgency. 'hurry'",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentE": "Tools of Harvest",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentEDesc": "The Unum gives of herself, decreeing what parts of her Temple-body may be harvested for the good of Cetus. Drillers, climbing great scaffolds, punch cavities into the Temple wall which are then packed with mighty shock charges. The call ‘prepare to make fire!' echoes across the rooftops, and all know to clear the streets and alleys boomward of the harvest. The detonations rupture the sacred flesh, freeing great blanketpieces which are, in turn, pulled free and rolled down via the use of long billhooks. It is then the duty of agile balloon drop-drivers to deliver this bounty to the butchers below.\r\n\r\nFlensers: those who carve up the Temple's flesh.\r\n\r\nEruptors: those who lay shock charges along chosen lines, and ‘make fire', loosening the carved flesh for removal by balloon.\r\n\r\nRetrievers: those who wring all oil from scrubs at the end of a shift.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentF": "Grineer Excavations",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentFDesc": "Perhaps it is a by-product of the Sentient’s body being scattered across the Plains. It may be that the Tower is here for this very reason. Or, perhaps, it’s just chance… but the Plains are mineral- and resource-rich. So much so that the Grineer risk Ostron retaliation, the wrath of the Tenno and the rage of the Eidolon itself to mine this place.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentG": "Amps",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentGDesc": "The Eidolon is no common beast of the Plains, and cannot be laid low with the tools of an everyday hunter. These ‘amps' focus the user's will into a killing beam, capable of eventually bringing one of these giant monstrosities down.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentH": "The Quills of Cetus",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentHDesc": "Secretive and respected, the Quills are the Unum's closest adherents. Strange and reserved, their bond to her and each other makes for a strange relationship with causality. \r\n\r\n“We are each one viewpoint within the myriad that comprises the Unum. We watch, we anticipate, we intercede.”",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentI": "Merchants of Cetus",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentIDesc": "\"Attachment is pain. Whatever you wish to gain or lose is a door, behind which lies grace.\"\r\n\r\n\"My door is a shipment of rubedo and the cost of opening it would be...?\"\r\n\r\n\"3000 credits, plus tax.\"",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentJ": "Remnants of Orokin",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentJDesc": "The Orokin Empire may have receded into the mists of history, but what it left behind is repurposed by those who remain.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentK": "The Grineer Tusks",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentKDesc": "Despatched to the Plains to assist in efforts to harness and understand the Eidolons, these shock troops stand vigil over Grineer operations. They wait for the day when the power of that lobotomized Sentient might be turned to their own ends… and loosed against the walls of Cetus.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentL": "Scavenging Way of Life",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentLDesc": "Finding worth in the worthless the Ostron clade-families have built for themselves a bastion from the bones of a once-great Orokin citadel. In the eyes of an Ostron everything may serve a second purpose, and what is valueless now can be turned to serve a useful purpose later.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentM": "Harvesting The Tower",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentMDesc": "The blanketpiece of temple flesh is lowered to waiting butchers and flensers. The balloon's drop-driver holds her delicate craft steady as a great airing board is positioned beneath her cargo. The Old Man gives the order: ‘Sever the mainline!'",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentN": "Cetus",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentNDesc": "While their floating markets may ply the rails of the Origin system, Cetus is the Ostron home: a trading hub where travelers from across the system meet to exchange information, wares and plunder in safety, protected by the Unum-enforced laws of barter and parley - free from the influence of Grineer and Corpus.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentO": "Ostron Artisans",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentODesc": "The Ostron mercantile scavenger culture has birthed a rich tradition of artisans fluent in many styles, able to make use of whatever material is at hand to achieve stunning results. A side-effect of Temple harvesting is a light rain of gold dust, which can lead to the degenerative condition known as ‘gilded lung'. The need for masks to protect against this has led to a rich maskwork tradition unique to Cetus.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentP": "Teralyst Eidolon",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentPDesc": "Rising from the lakes at sundown and returning to them before dawn these simple-minded monstrosities roam the nighttime plains, howling, searching for a thing they can barely remember: completeness. Wholeness. An intelligence and malevolent purpose which, fate willing, they will never return to again.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentQ": "The Ostrons",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentQDesc": "“I know us for a miracle. A million-to-one improbability. Our existence is the most fragile of all existences. We could be exterminated tomorrow, yet we have endured by wit alone for millennia.”\r\n\r\nOro-kin-ka: spirit houses for the souls of the Orokin who once inhabited Cetus. By giving them a small house in which to reside the Ostrons hope the Orokin spirits will leave them in peace. Said to be good luck.\r\n\r\nYoong-bat: Urns left outside Ostron doorways, filled with fresh water for traveling monks. No-one else should drink from them, especially offworlders.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentR": "Plains Animals",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentRDesc": "“It is my experience of the Plains that nature adapts with greater alacrity than we. Condrocs nest in Grineer comms towers, keeping watch over the gutted Sentient husks which Kuaka rodents have transformed into colony-nests. Master Teasonai has been of great assistance to my cataloguing, striving as he does to tame all manner of wildlife.” - Onkko, Cetus Archivist.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentS": "Life In Cetus",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentSDesc": "The cry of seabirds. The delicate, permeating scent of Temple blood. The laughter of children. The shouts of merchants and hawkers. The roar of approaching spacecraft. The distant, haunting howls of the Eidolon. Cetus.\r\n\r\nNot much ruffles an Ostron. It is as if they have made peace with whatever will be. The closeness of the Unum provides a kind of comfort, offworlders suppose. Or perhaps some of the sanguine knowingness of the enigmatic Quills have rubbed off on them.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentT": "The Unum",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EidolonFragmentTDesc": "“If the Unum speaks to you, traveler, it is because you have the ears to hear - though at first you may not believe it is so.”\r\n\r\nThe being known by the Ostrons as ‘the Unum', and to ignorant offworlders as ‘the Wall', has a reputation for prophecy. Those wealthy enough to own moons have journeyed to Cetus, hoping to buy an audience. But the Unum has no use for wealth, and she alone decides who will hear her words, and when. \r\n\r\nOstrons believe she sits at the pin-center of the universe, listening to the infinite poetry of cause-and-effect.\r\n\r\nSome visitors to her chamber leave bitterly disappointed, others elated, others furious. But one thing is certain: the information she imparts changes the person who receives it.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EmberFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Ember",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EmpyreanLoginSongDesc": "The Empyrean login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EmpyreanLoginSongName": "Empyrean Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EquinoxFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Equinox",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Eris1": "Eris",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Eris1Desc": "There are no longer any active military or research campaigns in the Eris region – it is overrun. Long evacuated Corpus and Grineer vessels drift aimlessly in orbit, slowly being devoured by the techno-organic parasite known as the “Infestation”. What remains is a twisted graveyard of partially-digested ships that are disfigured versions of their original forms… Abandoned, but not unoccupied.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EudicoLoreFragmentA": "Eudico Mem Fragment 1/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EudicoLoreFragmentADesc": "I founded Solaris United the day an old woman had her pet taken from her. The day my best friend watched her arms be given to someone else. The day my mother lost her head. \r\n\r\nI founded Solaris United the day I sold my heart. \r\n\r\nTo buy a gun.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EudicoLoreFragmentB": "Eudico Mem Fragment 2/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EudicoLoreFragmentBDesc": "Biz just appeared one day, taught us how to fight economically, intelligently. Oh… Sparky, you should have seen us. Fireballing refineries by night, dutiful clean-up crew during the day. My job was to get people believing in us. Believing we could change things.\r\n\r\nThat got more people killed than anything Zuud and her sisters could have hoped to make.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EudicoLoreFragmentC": "Eudico Mem Fragment 3/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EudicoLoreFragmentCDesc": "It was a small operation, one we almost didn’t run. That’s what keeps me up at night. \r\n\r\nDeck 12.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EudicoLoreFragmentD": "Eudico Mem Fragment 4/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EudicoLoreFragmentDDesc": "Everyone I knew, everyone who believed in us, everyone I convinced to sign on… died. Parents, lovers… families.  Zuud’s sisters.  Leg’s folks.  All gone.\r\n\r\nExcept us, and a few others. Me, Biz, Zuud, Little Duck. I washed my hands of it. They were bloody enough.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EudicoLoreFragmentE": "Eudico Mem Fragment 5/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EudicoLoreFragmentEDesc": "Then, years later, Biz showed up again. And then you. And then, somehow, here we are.\r\n\r\nThis isn’t the first Solaris United. It’s the second. And, one way or another, the last.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Europa1": "Europa",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Europa1Desc": "The icy moon of Jupiter, known as Europa, is home to one of the largest crash sites of the modern war. The scattered remains of a vast Corpus Obelisk litters the snowy landscape while the battle above wages on. On the otherwise lifeless surface, Corpus crew work to recover lost assets, tunneling their way through the glacial interior and restoring any and all salvageable items until financial losses are recouped.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EuropaLandscape1": "Europa Landscape",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/EuropaLandscape1Desc": "Living conditions are harsh on Europa. The surface of Jupiter's moon is flat and desolate, with a horizon of hard compacted snow that appears endless. The jagged forms of a crashed Corpus Obelisk are the only real observable landmarks above ground. Underground are caverns and tunnels of opaque ice, and crystal lakes that may have formed naturally or from the residual heat of the crashsite.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ExecutorSongName": "Executor",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/FlowersFallSongName": "Flowers Fall",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/FluidMechanicsSongName": "Fluid Mechanics",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ForNarmerSongFragment": "For Narmer",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/FromTheStarsSongName": "From The Stars",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/FrostFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Frost",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GaraFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Gara",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GaraPrimeSongDesc": "Gara Prime's signature theme music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GaraPrimeSongName": "Gara Prime Theme",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GarudaFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Garuda",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentA": "The Partnership Fragment 1/8",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentADesc": "Things have never been this bad. The currents are strengthening in that rank cesspool of a Board. Nef Anyo has consolidated his power on Venus, winning Frohd Bek’s favor. All eyes are turning toward their new darling. And the currents… the currents would drag me down.  \r\n\r\nI am underestimated. I am unseen. I must turn that to my advantage.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentB": "The Partnership Fragment 2/8",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentBDesc": "I seek advantage and advantage appears! I'd long thought that old fool Regus dead, but here is - rich and gullible as ever! With an offer of shared wealth. Says he has tech like I've never seen! Old War tech. And he wants an investor. Oh, I'll invest all right…",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentC": "The Partnership Fragment 3/8",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentCDesc": "This is about more than investment. Regus surprises me. How a man of his limited intellect came by such wonders is…. But… forget that. What he has is… exceptionally viable. Where did he find this technology? It stinks of Tau, but the advantages to be had in the exploitation of it… the things I could create… the profits I could accrue… the Board will never dare underestimate me again!",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentD": "The Partnership Fragment 4/8",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentDDesc": "Regus’ price was high, but I dangled the Board’s most enticing intellectual property, SysComm, to seal the deal.  Then I placed a contract, loaded with escape clauses and loopholes, in that slack, idiot's fingers… And he signed! The fool signed without even reading it!\r\n\r\nAny partner that thick is a liability. A liability soon to be nullified.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentE": "The Partnership Fragment 5/8",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentEDesc": "Regus has changed. Or, perhaps, he is not such a fool... and today I saw beneath the mask. He is no longer so agreeable. Rather he came to our meeting with a raft of his own, radical, proposals. An entire shift in direction. And then, as I made to leave, he smiled. He smiled and, for just a second, I don't think his face was human at all. \r\n\r\nThis is all wrong. I'm tearing up the contract. I have a terrible feeling that if do not escape this partnership immediately, I never will.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentF": "The Partnership Fragment 6/8",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentFDesc": "That was not Regus. It was never Regus. It revealed its true face to me and… by the Void. I've entered into a partnership… with Sentients. The world-builders, the world-killers. Our enemy under all. This contract is worthless. Instead, they demand submission. \r\n\r\nCT! Assemble the disciples. Arm the Condors. Those oversized crustaceans have no idea who they're dealing with.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentG": "The Partnership Fragment 7/8",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentGDesc": "That did not go as planned. Thousands against one. That massive grotesque tore through my forces like a shark through a shoal. We never inflicted so much as a scratch.\r\n\r\nNow it perches outside my home. The message is clear. I am to make Amalgams, and if I cross them, the Ropalolyst makes an ash cloud of this city.\r\n\r\nIf my rivals find out, I'll be executed for treason. What choice do I have but to comply?",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentH": "The Partnership Fragment 8/8",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GasCityFragmentHDesc": "Disciples! Good news! The Amalgam program has entered into a fruitful partnership. Pursuant to our agreement, their identities will be kept confidential, and a strict no-fly zone shall be instated around their craft.\r\n\r\nIn time the nature of our project will be made known. Until then know that we work for a brighter Corpus future! Life is Profit.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GaussFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Gauss",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GaussPrimeSongDesc": "Gauss Prime's signature theme music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GaussPrimeSongName": "Gauss Prime Theme\r\n\"Redline\"",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GeneMoldsSongName": "Gene Molds",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhostsOfVoidSongName": "Ghosts of Void",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentA": "Devourer",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentADesc": "“It came through the wall. All I remember is the roar, the open maw… the rank foulness of its breath. The lolling tongue. And… the way two of my friends were crushed between it and our grain silo. The way it seemed to fall in love with tearing them apart, over and over and over…”\r\nInterviews in the Field, Eidolon Plains, conducted by Sigor Savah.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentB": "Augur",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentBDesc": "“Its arms shot forward, the drills ratcheting outward… passing in and out of Horvath's body like it was nothing. I can still hear the screech of the drills. The maddening chatter of its teeth. Horvath's screams.”\r\nInterviews in the Field, Eidolon Plains, conducted by Sigor Savah.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentC": "The Expired",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentCDesc": "“It came at me, wailing, like a lost thing screaming for help. Then it wrapped its clay-cold arms about me… and here I am. Barely anything left of me now, lying in this bed, except a few stories… and the memory of its face. Like a newborn child.”\r\nInterviews in the Field, Eidolon Plains, conducted by Sigor Savah.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentD": "Rictus",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentDDesc": "“Konzu gave us standing orders. Shoot the sawmen first. We'd seen what they had done to our brothers and sisters. That was not going to happen to us.”\r\nInterviews in the Field, Eidolon Plains, conducted by Sigor Savah.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentE": "Ghouls",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentEDesc": "I came to the Eidolon Plains not to explore horror, but to lay to rest an ancient mystery. It would seem, horror had something to say, regardless.\r\n\r\nThe Ghouls. Grown in darkness, beneath the feet of the enemy. Born to fight.. To kill… and to die.\r\n\r\nTruly, of all the places horror may call home, it is most comfortable within the imaginings of men.\r\nSigor Savah, morphologist and antiquarian.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentF": "Overwhelming Numbers",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentFDesc": "The Ghouls are designed to a simple philosophy: victory assured, through overwhelming numbers and the element of surprise.\r\nSigor Savah, morphologist and antiquarian.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentG": "A Tide of Claws and Flesh",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentGDesc": "Sudden terror… the element of surprise… and cheaply bought. Ghouls are shock troops, fast-grown in diapause bags, cultured from repurposed Grineer gene slurry. The key to victory is quantity over quality. A tide of claws and flesh to crush any enemy foolish enough to stand before it.\r\nSigor Savah, morphologist and antiquarian.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentH": "Doctor Tengus",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentHDesc": "While not of Vor’s design, the General uses the ghouls to good effect.\r\n\r\nCredit for the development of these horrors goes to none other than Doctor Tengus: father of the infamously unstable Grustrag 3. Developed in his laboratories, against the wishes of Vor himself, and with the funding of a certain ill-fated Counsellor… the Ghouls are Tengus’ crowning achievement. \r\n\r\nThey have secured the Doctor’s place in the good graces of the Grineer Queens.\r\nSigor Savah, morphologist and antiquarian.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentI": "Strength In Numbers",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentIDesc": "Ghouls are far from the finest of Grineer troops, but what they lack in martial skill they make up for in sheer horrifying volume.\r\nSigor Savah, morphologist and antiquarian.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentJ": "Shock Troops",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentJDesc": "Ghouls are deployed in advance of regular Grineer troops. Before then, those troops must keep the ghouls sated… lest they turn upon those who failed to feed them.\r\nSigor Savah, morphologist and antiquarian.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentK": "Born To Die",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentKDesc": "Especially degenerate Ghoul specimens are employed as suicide troops\r\nSigor Savah, morphologist and antiquarian.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentL": "Unstoppable",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentLDesc": "They are incapable of fear. Relentless.\r\nSigor Savah, morphologist and antiquarian.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentM": "A New Phase",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GhoulFragmentMDesc": "Massive casualties may be inflicted upon massed ranks of ghouls without slowing their advance.\r\n\r\nThis is a new phase in the Grineer campaign for dominance in the Origin System.\r\n\r\nOne that has increased the stakes for every sentient being who calls it home.\r\n\r\nSigor Savah, morphologist and antiquarian.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GlassFragmentA": "Childhood Games",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GlassFragmentADesc": "The children of Cetus can often be found chasing one another through streets and around landing bays, when not helping their families with chores or the running of businesses. Traditional games are popular, such as ‘Shunta' or ‘Kubrow and Vobi'. They can be found playing riding sticks, or floating boats made from stale, hollowed-out loaves of bread. \r\n\r\nSince the arrival of the Tenno a new form of play has emerged, in which children act out the tales they have heard of the Tenno.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GlassFragmentB": "Friendship",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GlassFragmentBDesc": "The word ‘cetus', in the Ostron tongue, means ‘landless, cladeless; a body turned to dust turned to motes on a careless wind.' History says the town was founded as a home for anyone, regardless of clade, trade or origin. Friendships last a lifetime here. It is easy to imagine how, in the earliest days of Cetus - with the Eidolons roaming the Plains, the walls laid low and Grineer war parties pressing in - mutual support and protection would have been essential. \r\n\r\nAs times have improved this trait has become a key part of Ostron culture.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GlassFragmentC": "The Glass Warrior",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GlassFragmentCDesc": "What is known of the ancient warrior known as Gara comes to us from folklore and oral tradition. It is said she was the Unum's closest companion, and that when the Lotus instructed her children to flee Gara remained, refusing to leave the side of the one she loved best. \r\n\r\nWhen the Sentient was done razing a great many other Towers, when it turned its myriad eyes and receptors toward the Unum, it was Gara who gave herself to protect her friend - shattering the Sentient. The mindless monstrosities that now stride the Plains - the Teralysts - are all that remain of it.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GlassFragmentD": "Night In Cetus",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GlassFragmentDDesc": "The distant, mournful howls of the Eidolon - yearning for the terror it once was - drift through the alleys and byways, across rooftops, to the ears of sleeping families.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GlassFragmentE": "Ostron Cuisine",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GlassFragmentEDesc": "Chimurr: Fill the gourd with bomba leaves, then add steaming water and imbibe through a burnished juta reed. A very old Ostron tradition. To serve it to guests signifies union and friendship. \r\n\r\nHarpu: fresh-brewed chimurr with melted vobi butter creates a filling, tasty beverage. It is often bulked out with salt and balb flour. Always served hot. \r\n\r\nDaku liquor: highly sought after. The Suma Doni (a lowlands marsupial) eats the peca nut, then excretes a fine paste. It is from this paste that Ostrons make daku liquor. \r\n\r\nGolden caviar: harvested from abyssal depths such as the Geonate Shelf. \r\n\r\nKubuchi: fermented sorghum. Cheap liquor. No Ostron would be caught drinking it in public. Any offworlder who does is immediately seen as a greenhorn and an easy mark. \r\n\r\nWine: some merchants claim to be able to imbue a bottle with the ‘etheric signature' of a person one wishes to be rid of. Drink them in the evening, expel them by morning. \r\n\r\nIto-da (termite droppings): Mineral-dense. Will keep a traveler going long after hunger should have dropped them.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GrakataSongName": "Grakata",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GrendelFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Grendel",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GrendelPrimeSongDesc": "Grendel Prime's signature theme music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GrendelPrimeSongName": "Grendel Prime Theme",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Grineer1": "Grineer",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Grineer1Desc": "The sprawling military ranks of the Grineer empire are formed of rotting hordes of simpleton clones, bent on consuming everything that remains of the Origin System. They live short, violent lives, much of it an inheritance of their genetic stunting by their former Orokin masters.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GrineerLabour1": "Grineer Labour",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GrineerLabour1Desc": "Strict laws on organic engineering impose severe mental and physical health limitations on the Grineer labour force. Whatever standard human stock they were originally derived from has been lost. Compliant and high-performing variants are often technically augmented to extend their lifespans beyond the few decades they can normally expect in operation.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GrineerLeadership1": "Grineer Leadership",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GrineerLeadership1Desc": "Grineer are all clones from a genetic pool of ‘Originals'. They are able to extend their lifespans with recycled cloned parts, but their genetic material has degraded over time, and haphazard repairs have made many of them look oddly deformed and susceptible to skin diseases. Through decades of service, many of the Grineer elite can cover the expense to have flawed organic parts replaced with cybernetic augmentations.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GrineerOnslaughtSongName": "Grineer Onslaught",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GrineerTechnology1": "Grineer Technology",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/GrineerTechnology1Desc": "Unlike the Corpus, the Grineer are not celebrated for their ingenuity and craftsmanship. Their notoriety is steeped in violence and military proficiency. However, the Grineer have proven quite inventive and capable of developing their own technologies throughout history. Hiding beneath scrap metal plates, fading paint, and recycled components are qualified devices used for research, manufacturing, and warfare.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/HarrowFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Harrow",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/HildrynFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Hildryn",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/HildrynPrimeSongDesc": "Hildryn Prime's signature theme music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/HildrynPrimeSongName": "Hildryn Prime Theme",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/HisLightSongName": "His Light",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/HunhowSongName": "Hunhow",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/HybridAbominationsFragment": "Hybrid Abominations",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/HydroidFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Hydroid",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/HydroidPrimeSongDesc": "Hydroid Prime's signature theme music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/HydroidPrimeSongName": "Hydroid Prime Theme",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/IWannaBeYourGOBSongName": "I Wanna Be Your G.O.B.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/InarosFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Inaros",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/InfectionSongName": "Infection",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Infestation1": "Infestation",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Infestation1Desc": "The Infestation spreads across the Origin System – a techno-organic parasite that attaches itself to natural and synthetic forms, slowly digesting the host subject and transforming it on a molecular level. Organic materials morph into new homogeneous organisms while harder, inorganic materials, like metals, will change structurally into a pseudo-organic substance that holds the characteristics of its previous forms.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Infested1": "Infested",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Infested1Desc": "Infestation of a living natural organism and the transformation of its molecular structure happens much more rapidly than with large synthetic ships or machinery. Infested nanites quickly break down organic tissue and begin to evolve the existing specimen into a new organism with characteristics and functions ideal for survival and self-defense. In many cases, visible traces of the victim's original form are still visible in the new mutated form – a stark and horrifying memorial.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/IroncladSongName": "Ironclad",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/IvaraFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Ivara",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/JadeShadowsLoginSongDesc": "The Jade Shadows login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/JadeShadowsLoginSongName": "Jade Shadows Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Jupiter1": "Jupiter",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Jupiter1Desc": "It is not impossible to mine a star. Rich with liquid metallic resources, the gas-giant Jupiter challenges harvesters with increased gravity, intense magnetic fields, and extreme temperatures. Only the most tenacious profiteers would dare operate here. Prevailing science of Corpus industry thrives in the clouds of Jupiter’s outer atmosphere.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/KhoraFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Khora",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/KhoraPrimeSongDesc": "Khora Prime's signature theme music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/KhoraPrimeSongName": "Khora Prime Theme",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/KickOutTheGunsSongName": "Kick Out the Guns",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/KlokkitSongName": "Klokkit",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/KuvaLichLoginSongDesc": "The Old Blood login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/KuvaLichLoginSongName": "The Old Blood Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LandingCraft1": "Landing Craft",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LandingCraft1Desc": "Warframe operative insertion craft come in many designs, but they are all commonly classified as short-range stealth aircraft. Fuselage insertion stingers will torpedo the Warframe into the hull of the target undetected, and the landing craft will re-position at the extraction point. Between engagements, the landing craft is latched to its sister component, an Orbiter.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LavosFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Lavos",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LegsLoreFragmentA": "Legs Mem Fragment 1/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LegsLoreFragmentADesc": "So I ain't got no fam - biological or logical. Mumsie and Dadsie got burned up workin' for Solaris United the first time. Figured I'd be a ventkid, but then the Temple came lookin' to collect on what I took from ‘em, an' left me barely a head. So, really things could only get better from there.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LegsLoreFragmentB": "Legs Mem Fragment 2/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LegsLoreFragmentBDesc": "Can't be a ventkid all MOA'd up. Don't fit, can't crawl, can't board. So I make my logical fam right here in me shop. Y'can see the resemblance. Runs in the family. \r\n\r\nWoulda been a ventkid, though. For sure.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LegsLoreFragmentC": "Legs Mem Fragment 3/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LegsLoreFragmentCDesc": "Mister The Business has been really good to me since… since my accident. Always comin' over with somethin'. I tell him he doesn't have to, but he says to me “In revolution, it is the weakest who sacrifice the most. You've done your part, that I might do mine.” And then he hands me a nutrient canister or a part I can use. It's nice and all, but why's he looks so sad about it?",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LegsLoreFragmentD": "Legs Mem Fragment 4/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LegsLoreFragmentDDesc": "Mister The Business got me thinkin': me and my MOAs, we're tight. I need it, they do it. If Nef does try musclin' the Solaris out with his MOAs again… I might just replace his with some of my own. Get inside his head, chek? I mean, I'd rather be gettin' my music to the people, but who says I can't also be a beautiful spider at the center of a big ol' web of subterfuge and intrigue?",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LegsLoreFragmentE": "Legs Mem Fragment 5/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LegsLoreFragmentEDesc": "I was hangin' in my rack the other cycle, ‘bout to power down, an' I hear Boon and Roky and the venters bangin' skeg on the pipes and ducts. They had a good bounce goin' so's I start singin', as I do. Got a little loud, and the skeg stops. I get all quiet like. Really stepped in it, thinks me. Then the grill pops and Boon's got his head in my hab sayin' “Keep it goin'!” Didn't sleep much that night. Neighbors neither.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Lephantis1": "Lephantis",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Lephantis1Desc": "Functioning agents of the Infestation appear in a variety of horrific forms. While some infested organisms take the relative shape and physical properties of a newly acquired host, older entities have taken unique and transformative shapes of their own, adapting to their environment over time, and absorbing new victims to feed their evolution.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LifeInDecaySongName": "Life In Decay",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LimboFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Limbo",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LittleDuckLoreFragmentA": "Little Duck's Mem Fragment 1/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LittleDuckLoreFragmentADesc": "Quills wanted me sellin' arms to the Tenno. Back in Fortuna. Not bloody likely. Quills. Shady, side-mouthed, doubletalking ambidexter-feeling muckers. Never trust anyone who don't speak plain. Told ‘em thanks but hop it. \r\n\r\nI'd a previous commitment: a contract to extract a Corpus defector name of Jubb Lott. \r\n\r\nQuill smiled that smile. The smile I hate the most. The smile of a body who thinks ‘e's two steps ahead.\r\n\r\nThe more I think about it, the more I know he was.\r\n\r\nPratoo. That was his name. Quill Pratoo Secondary sahd.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LittleDuckLoreFragmentB": "Little Duck's Mem Fragment 2/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LittleDuckLoreFragmentBDesc": "JUBB LOTT: Today?! I didn't know you were coming today! \r\nLITTLE DUCK: That's how hostile extractions typically work, Jubb! (blam) Unless! (blam) you'd like! (blam) to pencil me in! (blam) for a two-thirty next week! (blam) Maybe copy in your supervisor and half the security team?\r\nJUBB LOTT: AAGH! \r\nLITTLE DUCK: What is their problem?!\r\nJUBB LOTT: I MEAN ALL MY FILES ARE STILL IN MY OFFICE! YOU KNOW: THE WHOLE REASON YOU'RE DOING THIS?\r\nLITTLE DUCK: What files? I wasn't told about any files! \r\nJUBB LOTT: That's because I didn't tell them!\r\nLITTLE DUCK: Tell who? Tell who, Jubb!\r\nJUBB LOTT: The Quills, alright? The Quills!\r\n\r\nAnd that's when it all made a cruddy kind of mucking sense. I'd been set up.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LittleDuckLoreFragmentC": "Little Duck's Mem Fragment 3/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LittleDuckLoreFragmentCDesc": "It was hairy but I managed to get us behind a sealed bulkhead, and into Lott's office. \r\n\r\nLITTLE DUCK: They don't fight like this for mid-level pencilnecks! Who are you?\r\nJUBB LOTT: Jubb. Lott. Secondary Sub-Architect of Nef Anyo's Venusian Restoration. I… have information.\r\n\r\nAnd then he said it.\r\n\r\nJUBB LOTT: For Solaris United.\r\n\r\nAnd then he got killed.\r\n\r\nJUBB LOTT: Unf!",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LittleDuckLoreFragmentD": "Little Duck's Mem Fragment 4/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LittleDuckLoreFragmentDDesc": "So. Solaris United was on its feet again. I've got friends in Fortuna.  The first time SU tried to knock the crown off Nef's head it almost got every last one of them killed. Some of them, it did. Biz once told me how he survives atrocity. ‘If there's a fire on Deck 12, you seal off Deck 12. You don't go in. That's how you burn up. You wait ‘til the fire's starved of oxygen. That's when you go in, assess the damage and clean up. 'I can't seal off Deck 12. Deck 12 is where I live.\r\n\r\nLITTLE DUCK: What information? Tell me! Now!\r\nJUBB LOTT: Nef. Vallis. Orb Mothers…  It's been developed…\r\nLITTLE DUCK: What? What's been developed?!\r\nJUBB LOTT: Shielding... Satellites... The Orb Mothers… cannot be…\r\nLITTLE DUCK: Jubb? What? The Orb Mothers cannot be what? Jubb!",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LittleDuckLoreFragmentE": "Little Duck's Mem Fragment 5/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LittleDuckLoreFragmentEDesc": "Biz saved me from a life of swabbing latrines on Phobos. He made me what I am. But only because I left before I became what he was. \r\n\r\nNow… now I had to go back. Everything Jubb knew… Biz had to know. Yoodi had to know. They, and everyone in Fortuna, could be proper beached if I didn’t. Pencilnecks like Jubb don’t risk their hide unless they mean it. Whatever Nef was doin’ with those Orb Mothers would be a hammer on the head of SU. Had to go back. If I didn’t, if somethin’ happened to Fortuna, I’d never sleep proper again.\r\n\r\nSo. No more treasure hunting for LD. No more rescues. Back to where it all happened, and the hope that this time it wasn’t burning, and me along with it.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LokiFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Loki",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Lotus1": "Lotus",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Lotus1Desc": "Guiding light to the newly-awakened Tenno, the Lotus is a mysterious companion and mentor who works from an unknown remote location. Her past is rich with storied history, and her knowledge of the known universe, past and present, rivals even the most studious Cephalon intelligence. Her reach is far, her allies are many, but her ultimate intentions are of dubious propriety.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LotusEatersLoginSongDesc": "The Lotus Eaters login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LotusEatersLoginSongName": "The Lotus Eaters Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LullabyOfTheManifoldAdissLamentSongName": "Lullaby of the Manifold - Adis's Lament",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LullabyOfTheManifoldDuskSongName": "Lullaby of the Manifold - Dusk",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LullabyOfTheManifoldSongName": "Lullaby of the Manifold",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/LundoraCallingSongName": "Lundora Calling",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/MarchOfTheMoaSongName": "March Of The Moa",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Mars1": "Phobos",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Mars1Desc": "Phobos has always been a highly contested area. Skirmishes between the tireless Grineer and Corpus factions occur in orbit and on the Martian moon surface. Unanswered questions about this natural satellite still remain as all research is endlessly delayed by war.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/MaskOfTheRevenantADesc": "A vision comes, something new is stirring within the ground. Seeking a body to call its own; longing to strike those who sent it to the grave.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/MaskOfTheRevenantATitle": "A New Threat Looms",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/MaskOfTheRevenantBDesc": "A fragment of the ancient Sentient that once terrorized these plains.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/MaskOfTheRevenantBTitle": "A Terror Long Forgotten",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/MaskOfTheRevenantCDesc": "The warden of the plains, tasked with striking down the ever-returning ghostly Eidolon that threatened the Unum's Tower. Night after night, he cut them down. Then one night, he disappeared, lost… forever.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/MaskOfTheRevenantCTitle": "The Lost One",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Mercury1": "Mercury",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Mercury1Desc": "Galleon fleets keep watch over the Grineer mining operations that penetrate Mercury’s asteroid field. Cavernous rooms and twisting metal corridors mark where labourers have stripped the region for crucial resources, transforming the natural landscape to support Grineer occupancy.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/MesaFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Mesa",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/MirageFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Mirage",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Moon1": "Lua",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Moon1Desc": "Gold rings circle and encapsulate the desolate moonscape – lavish architecture signifying the Orokin mastery over all things natural and technological during their reign. The opalescent halls stitching together what the enemy destroyed have been vacated since that era came to an end.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/NekrosFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Nekros",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/NekrosPrimeSongDesc": "Nekros Prime's signature theme music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/NekrosPrimeSongName": "Nekros Prime Theme",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Neptune1": "Neptune",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Neptune1Desc": "The Corpus have perfected automated manufacturing and continue to demonstrate maximum efficiency producing the robotic proxies they build to serve them. Immaculate production lines and flawless technical engineering ensure that the production of robotics and intelligent, synthetic machines continues in perpetuity.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/NezhaFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Nezha",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/NidusFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Nidus",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/NidusPrimeSongDesc": "Nidus Prime's signature theme music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/NidusPrimeSongName": "Nidus Prime Theme",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/NovaFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Nova",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/NullUnitSongName": "Null Unit",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/NumbSongName": "Numb",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/NyxFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Nyx",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/OberonFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Oberon",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/OberonPrimeSongDesc": "Oberon Prime's signature theme music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/OberonPrimeSongName": "Oberon Prime Theme",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/OctaviaFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Octavia",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/OctaviaPrimeSongDesc": "Octavia Prime's signature theme music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/OctaviaPrimeSongName": "Octavia Prime Theme",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/OnCorrodedWingsSongFragment": "On Corroded Wings",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/OnlyneSongDesc": "Hit songs from On-lyne's Album 'Party of your Lifetime'",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Orbiter1": "Orbiter",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Orbiter1Desc": "Tenno operatives are a highly mobile strike force, and their property must be equally itinerant. Smaller landing crafts dock with the larger Orbiter shuttle where transient warriors can house their arsenal, foundry, and research systems.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/OriginSystemSongName": "Origin System",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Orokin1": "Orokin",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Orokin1Desc": "The highly revered Orokin civilization built sovereignty on a culture of art, technology and architecture. To prove oneself worthy of elevated social status, one must face Orokin trials in the golden and majestic Halls of Ascension. At one time a utopian society of omniscient leadership, the great Orokin Era ended in a divine realization of their own ignorance.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/OrokinDerelict1": "Orokin Derelict",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/OrokinDerelict1Desc": "Even the most culturally and technologically advanced civilization in history could not contain the menace of the Infestation. After an unknown cataclysmic event propelled them from the Void, Orokin vessels were left adrift, becoming uninhabited and overgrown. The tireless force of probing infested tendrils penetrate and dislodge the once majestic and opulent halls of these Orokin vessels.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/OurDiseaseSongName": "Our Disease",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/PartyOfYourLifetimeSongName": "Party of your Lifetime",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Phobos1": "Mars",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Phobos1Desc": "A primitive and devout civilization was carved into the dust-filled canyons of Mars. These aging and severely eroded habitations miraculously remain intact, regardless of how much Grineer machinery has been fastened to it. Rusty metal and oil-soaked sand mark the territory of its new proprietors.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/PhobosSettlement1": "Mars Settlement",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/PhobosSettlement1Desc": "The Grineer have reclaimed the abandoned dwellings of an ancient society which sprung up around a massive Orokin terra-forming device. Content to make use of the existing structures, Mars’ current occupants have established a base of military operations in one of the few regions that has a habitable climate moderated by Orokin technology.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/PickASideSongName": "Pick a Side",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Pluto1": "Pluto",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Pluto1Desc": "Pluto is small and cold, and organic tissue does not fare well in its extreme climate. But the merchant spacemen always seek opportunity for profit in regions where others dare not travel. Robotic proxies act as security in the largely un-manned manufacturing facilities that operate in the area.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ProteaFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Protea",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ProteaPrimeSongDesc": "Protea Prime's signature theme music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ProteaPrimeSongName": "Protea Prime Theme",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/PsychoKillianSongName": "Psycho Killian",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RapidAdaptationSongName": "Rapid Adaptation",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RedBrothSongName": "Red Broth",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RevenantFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Revenant",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RevenantPrimeSongDesc": "Revenant Prime's signature theme music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RevenantPrimeSongName": "Revenant Prime Theme",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RhinoFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Rhino",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Robotics1": "Robotics",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Robotics1Desc": "Computing devices, weapons, ship parts and robotics – the Corpus are on the bleeding edge of high-technology development. Precisely machined metals and flexible synthetic composites are signature to the animalistic robots that the Corpus have built as their proxies. Artificial intelligence in these robotics is robust, but intentionally restricted, ensuring a capable but subservient workforce.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RootsAndFruitsSongName": "Roots And Fruits",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RosesFromTheAbyssSongName": "Roses From The Abyss",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RottenLivesSongName": "Rotten Lives",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RudeZuudLoreFragmentA": "Rude Zuud's Mem Fragment 1/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RudeZuudLoreFragmentADesc": "Chatter wakes me, tells me a woman is at my lock, asking for water. Her carapace is scorched. Her raiments, burnt. I fetch water. When I return there are five more women. All singed. They say they are from... Deck 12.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RudeZuudLoreFragmentB": "Rude Zuud's Mem Fragment 2/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RudeZuudLoreFragmentBDesc": "There is no Deck 12. I am certain I have seen those faces before. I fetch more water. I return, they are gone. I return to my rack, feeling… I return to my rack angry at the inconvenience is what I do!",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RudeZuudLoreFragmentC": "Rude Zuud's Mem Fragment 3/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RudeZuudLoreFragmentCDesc": "The gentleman Business visited with me. Inconvenient. Why? Why so much talk when there is so much to do? The gentleman Business communicated the belief that… such nonsense… that I must ‘make peace with what happened on Deck 12.’",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RudeZuudLoreFragmentD": "Rude Zuud's Mem Fragment 4/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RudeZuudLoreFragmentDDesc": "Deck 12.  Deck 12. What is this Deck 12. Chatter had stopped speaking entirely, then. “It's all right that you weren't there, Zuud. That's what your visitors wanted you to know. That fire was not for y…” Ach! Enough! Nonsense and stupidity and a waste of my time!",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RudeZuudLoreFragmentE": "Rude Zuud's Mem Fragment 5/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/RudeZuudLoreFragmentEDesc": "So many visitors, every one of them hoping to take something away. Dealing with them is like an  uncomfortable dream, while speaking with Chatter is like being shaken awake. Are they real? How real are you, when you're sleeping? How real are you, floating, dreaming you are somewhere else? That's what Chatter wants to know.\r\n\r\nHow did the women at my lock know my name?",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SarynFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Saryn",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Saturn1": "Saturn",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Saturn1Desc": "The historically well-travelled merchant shipping lanes of Saturn are now dominated by Grineer blockades. Heavy military influence populates this area where Grineer Commanders believe they have a strategic foothold on travel throughout the System. Under the safeguard of patrolling Galleons, the Grineer ceaselessly train their expanding forces, making the region nigh impossible to overtake.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Sedna1": "Sedna",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Sedna1Desc": "If there are new discoveries to make or ancient tools of war yet to be excavated, the Grineer want to be there first — at the frontier of space exploration. Always seeking the upper-hand against their foes, they have numerous deployments that border the known reaches of our Origin System, poised to enter brave new territory and unexplored space on command.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SentientTombsSongName": "Sentient Tombs",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Sentinels1": "Sentinels",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Sentinels1Desc": "On the border of charted space, an enclave of small, strange, seemingly intelligent creatures was discovered by Tenno explorers. They are mechanical entities, almost organic in appearance, with a precarious resemblance to the fearsome Sentients that had decimated human civilization. However, these small creatures showed no signs of aggression, and they immediately began carrying out helpful tasks in peculiar alliance with the Tenno.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SevagothDeluxeSongDesc": "A custom song for Sevagoth Glaukus that plays when his Shadow is in combat. It can also be played on the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SevagothDeluxeSongName": "Sevagoth's Lullaby",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SevagothFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Sevagoth",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ShadowgrapherSongDesc": "Music from the Shadowgrapher to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ShutItDownSongName": "Shut It Down",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SleepingInTheColdBelowSongName": "Sleeping In The Cold Below",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SmokefingerLoreFragmentA": "Smokefinger's Mem Fragment 1/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SmokefingerLoreFragmentADesc": "I… have no truck with the Corpus. The greatest damage done by avarice for the sake of avarice is precisely that it, without remorse or relent, demonstrates the easy sale of men and women who lend their bodies, their intellects, their voice... to ends in which they themselves do not believe. The Temple of Profit is an ideology that teaches one thing only: that all creations of the mind; words, images and ideas, are meaningless.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SmokefingerLoreFragmentB": "Smokefinger's Mem Fragment 2/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SmokefingerLoreFragmentBDesc": "And that is how you keep people beaten. By starving them not only of models of something better, but draining them of wholesome inspiration, denying them examples of a higher way of being and sapping them of any belief that they can achieve it.\r\n\r\nTo be blunt: to Hell with the Corpus. \r\n\r\nAlthough… although there was one Corpus, a singular man, for whom I make a singular exception. His name was Sigor Savah. ",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SmokefingerLoreFragmentC": "Smokefinger's Mem Fragment 3/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SmokefingerLoreFragmentCDesc": "I was a younger man then, an assistant to the efforts of Morphology Specialist Sigor Savah, though I don't think he ever knew my name. Morphology Specialist Savah's job was to catalog and assess whatever lifeforms - dead or alive - were uncovered as Venus sprang back to life. That man sacrificed everything - career, future, perhaps even his life - to save a kavat, if you can believe that. I know, because I helped him. Though he never knew that, either.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SmokefingerLoreFragmentD": "Smokefinger's Mem Fragment 4/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SmokefingerLoreFragmentDDesc": "The kavat, Specimen VK-7, had been tracked to her lair and was to be destroyed. Sigor prevented that at the cost of his liberty, and was soon to lose his life. Coward that I was I told myself there was nothing I could do.\r\n\r\nThen she was there. VK-7. In front of my hab, waiting, looking at me with more intelligence than any kavat should have. And she dropped keys at my feet. The keys to the security center.\r\n\r\nIt was I who opened the door to Sigor's cell. Who watched as VK-7 dispatched Sigor's would-be executioner, a Corpus I had often worked with in Reclamation 3. It was I who ensured one cargo pod in particular was replotted, to intercept an outbound Solaris rail tractor. It was I who sealed multiple bulkheads, to stem the flow of troopers meaning to end them both.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SmokefingerLoreFragmentE": "Smokefinger's Mem Fragment 5/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SmokefingerLoreFragmentEDesc": "Why did I do it? Hmm.\r\n\r\nI remember Sigor best this way: he puts down an instrument, respects me enough to look me in the eye, and he tells me: “Every living thing longs to be whole. Every living thing yearns to defy death. If from death you returned, yet the part you loved best did not… what then?” That was the last thing he ever said to me.\r\n\r\nThat is why I helped him. In saving that animal Sigor Savah had saved himself. How many of us can say that? I was not about to stand by and let the Corpus steal from him the one thing that was truly his. \r\n\r\nTo a flaming Hell with the bloody Corpus.\r\n\r\nCetus, is where Sigor went. The Plains. His story is out there, if you want to hear it. To this day I hope he is, too.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragBelowTheThunder": "Below The Thunder",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragDriftersRespite": "Drifters Respite",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragDuviriParadox": "Duviri Paradox",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragEntwinedForever": "Entwined Forever",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragEyesThatBurn": "Eyes That Burn",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragGranumVoid": "Granum Void",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragHeWhoWaits": "He Who Waits",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragIntoMadness": "Into Madness",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragMurumVull": "Murum Vull",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragNoGodAboveKnowledge": "No God Above Knowledge",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragParagrimmAscending": "Paragrimm Ascending",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragPerditionsCoils": "Perditions Coils",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragPlatformSeven": "Platform 7",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragSanctumAnatomica": "Sanctum Anatomica",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragSeeItInTheFlesh": "See It In The Flesh",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragShadowsAndSummoning": "Shadows and Summoning",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragTheFragmented": "The Fragmented",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragTheMasterReturns": "The Master Returns",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragUnbound": "Unbound",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragVashtav": "Vashtav",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragYaraJeliira": "Yara Jeliira",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragmentAngelsRequiem": "Angels Requiem",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SongFragmentFinalAscent": "Final Ascent",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/StainedVespersSongName": "Stained Vespers",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/SunkillerFragment": "Sunkiller",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TenthAnniversaryLoginSongDesc": "Warframe's 10th Anniversary login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TenthAnniversaryLoginSongName": "10th Anniversary Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TethraJahrakSongName": "Tethra Jahrak",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheAwakeningSongName": "The Awakening",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheBusinessLoreFragmentA": "The Business' Mem Fragment 1/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheBusinessLoreFragmentADesc": "In this life a person has to find that which is more important than themselves. The Orb Vallis died a long time ago. It should not exist. But here it is. It has a second chance. If that's not hope, then what is? I respect anything... that fights its way back from death.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheBusinessLoreFragmentB": "The Business' Mem Fragment 2/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheBusinessLoreFragmentBDesc": "A sculptor sees the shape within the rock. Their skill lies in removing anything that is not that shape, delivering something beautiful and lasting into the world.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheBusinessLoreFragmentC": "The Business' Mem Fragment 3/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheBusinessLoreFragmentCDesc": "I was a sculptor, of sorts. Modest. My task was the considered removal of those who obscured the shape of what we wanted to be. With their deletion a just society came into clearer focus.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheBusinessLoreFragmentD": "The Business' Mem Fragment 4/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheBusinessLoreFragmentDDesc": "Small actions lead to powerful outcomes. One example: a young man is repoed, and Eudico resurrects the resistance.\r\n\r\nWise conservation is all about understanding… patterns. Cause and effect. When orchestrating change in an ecosystem, ask: how will the system reconfigure in response to this new species. New forests? Redirected rivers? Diverse and beneficial new breeds? It is all connected.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheBusinessLoreFragmentE": "The Business' Mem Fragment 5/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheBusinessLoreFragmentEDesc": "It was Legs’ punishment that inspired Eudico to resurrect Solaris United. Lean and wise, it is time for that hungry, furious wolf to enter the woods. For the Corpus to receive a selective and beneficial extinction.\r\n\r\nA small price to pay. A young man’s body. An old man’s soul.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheCallSongName": "The Call",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheCardinalCallsSongName": "The Cardinal Calls",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheCircleSongName": "The Circle",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheCollapse1": "The Collapse",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheCollapse1Desc": "On the heels of the Tenno's victory against the Sentients, the end of the Old War, the golden structures of Orokin civilization collapsed. The absolute cause of this ruination is unknown, but speculation has pointed to natural disaster, political uprising and universal warfare as potential agents of cataclysm. Archived details for this event have never been recovered.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheCreepingDarkSongName": "The Creeping Dark",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheGreatDespairSongName": "The Great Despair",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheGreatKIMSongName": "The Great KIM",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheNewWarLoginSongDesc": "The New War login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheNewWarLoginSongName": "The New War Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheOfferingSongFragment": "The Offering",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheProfitSongName": "The Profit",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheSacrificeLoginSongDesc": "The Sacrifice login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheSacrificeLoginSongName": "The Sacrifice Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheSecondDreamSongName": "The Second Dream",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheUnrememberedSongName": "The Unremembered",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TheWitchesLairSongName": "The Witches Lair",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ThisIsWhatYouAreSongName": "This Is What You Are",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TickerLoreFragmentA": "Ticker's Mem Fragment 1/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TickerLoreFragmentADesc": "Used to be every time an old love ended and a new one began, friends would say “You seem so much happier now.” And I'd smile and I'd agree and then I'd go back to my hab... and say your name. Just to feel it on my lips again. Like summoning a ghost.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TickerLoreFragmentB": "Ticker's Mem Fragment 2/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TickerLoreFragmentBDesc": "We met in unspoken agreement. You called me by the name of the one who had hurt you. My name for you was the name of the one who had wounded me. We played  the part for each other. When I spoke, I spoke for them. Through you I told the one who had wounded me all the little things I never had the chance to. Cooked them all the meals I never got to share. Made all the jokes. Laughed all the laughs. With them, through you. And you, with yours, through me.\r\n\r\nThen, one day, you called me by my own name and we never looked back.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TickerLoreFragmentC": "Ticker's Mem Fragment 3/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TickerLoreFragmentCDesc": "There's a dream I have every now and then. You are you, in your own first body. And I am there in mine. I stand on the shore. You stand in the sea. I watch as the waves roll in, but never break against your back. They whisper right through you, and you fade away from me. Again.\r\n\r\nI still have your glove. Just the one. The only thing I have left of you. In quiet moments I lay it on my lap, lace my fingers through yours, and make promises.\r\n\r\nI promised that what happened to you would never happen to another.\r\n\r\nPromises. I couldn't keep.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TickerLoreFragmentD": "Ticker's Mem Fragment 4/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TickerLoreFragmentDDesc": "I sold my arms to buy you an arm. I sold my legs to buy you a leg. I sold my lungs, my bones, my heart... to buy a safe place to cradle your beautiful head. I bought you back from them. I brought you back to me. You in the body I had bought for you, me in the body I had earned to replace the one I sold. \r\n\r\nBut you weren't you. Not anymore.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TickerLoreFragmentE": "Ticker's Mem Fragment 5/5",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TickerLoreFragmentEDesc": "Sat so long on the Taxman's shelf, you barely knew who you were. And you certainly didn't know me. \r\n\r\nThe goodbyes I said decades earlier… they stuck. \r\n\r\nThese days you work the canal with few memories of who you were. And I'm in the business of keeping promises.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TitaniaFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Titania",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ToTakeItsPainAwaySongName": "To Take Its Pain Away",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/TrinityFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Trinity",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Uranus1": "Uranus",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Uranus1Desc": "Submerged deep below Uranus' oceanic surface, and hidden from prying eyes, is a research facility for cloning and reproduction. Water pressure at these extreme depths put massive strain on the glass and steel structures housing these operations, but as freshly sprung leaks remind of the impending crushing force surrounding them, the Grineer forge ahead with their experiments.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ValkyrFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Valkyr",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VaporTrailsSongName": "Vapor Trails",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VaubanFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Vauban",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VaubanPrimeSongDesc": "Vauban Prime's signature theme music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VaubanPrimeSongName": "Vauban Prime Theme",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VeilbreakerLoginSongDesc": "The Veilbreaker login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VeilbreakerLoginSongName": "Veilbreaker Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VeilbreakerSongFragmentA": "Steel Horizon",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VeilbreakerSongFragmentB": "Skybreak",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VeilbreakerSongFragmentC": "Hold The Line",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VeilbreakerSongFragmentD": "Final Stand",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Venus1": "Venus",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Venus1Desc": "Hidden and entrenched in the mountainous peaks of Venus, the Corpus practice their industrious craft. The superstructures built here are a testament to the inventive Corpus engineers that have settled in regions where lingering Orokin technology still moderates surface temperatures.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VenusOrbVallisLoginSongDesc": "The Fortuna login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VenusOrbVallisLoginSongName": "Fortuna Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Void1": "Void",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Void1Desc": "Originally we studied Void occurrences from afar, observing and cataloguing the distribution of galaxies and refining cosmological evolution models. We are in a new age of cosmic exploration. Advancements in space travel partnered with determined curiosity have brought us closer to our object of study, and with it, revelation.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VoidEclipseLoginSongDesc": "The Lua's Prey login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VoidEclipseLoginSongName": "Lua's Prey Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/VorsPrizeSongName": "Vor's Prize",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Warframes1": "Warframe Technology",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Warframes1Desc": "A mysterious weaponized armor controlled solely by the Tenno. Through the Warframe, Tenno can cheat death, channel the forbidden Void energies and face scores of enemies without fatigue. Due to apparent resistances of their Bio-Metal exoskeletons, Warframes can be safely deployed to Infestation Outbreaks, should they occur. In-depth information of the Warframe mandate is forbidden to all but the Seven.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Warframes2": "Warframes",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Warframes2Desc": "The true nature of the Warframes and their Tenno connection is a secret lost to the Old War. Together, they represent our best hope in turning the tide of the machine war. Warframes are unique from Dax and other Infantry, deploying dangerous and esoteric Void energy and equipped with often mundane physical weapons – this is key to fighting an enemy that had turned our technology against us.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/WeAllLiftTogetherSongName": "We All Lift Together",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/WhispersInTheWallsLoginSongDesc": "The Whispers in the Walls login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/WhispersInTheWallsLoginSongName": "Whispers in the Walls Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Wildlife1": "Wildlife",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/Wildlife1Desc": "Most of the wildlife observed today can be traced back to creatures of Earth. In the Orokin age, organic manipulation was used to modify earth lifeforms to a purpose: war, agriculture, pets. Long after their Orokin masters perished, some of these species managed to survive through adaptation, and can be found roaming in natural environments.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/WingsOfWarSongName": "Wings Of War",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/WispFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Wisp",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/WispPrimeSongDesc": "Wisp Prime's signature theme music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/WispPrimeSongName": "Wisp Prime Theme",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/WretchedThingsSongName": "Wretched Things",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/WukongFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Wukong",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/XakuFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Xaku",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/YareliFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Yareli",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/YourCreatorSongName": "Your Creator",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ZarimanLoginSongDesc": "The Angels of the Zariman login music to enjoy from the Somachord in your Orbiter.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ZarimanLoginSongName": "Angels of the Zariman Login Music",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Fragments/ZephyrFighterFragmentName": "Frame Fighter Data: Zephyr",
     "/Lotus/Language/G1Quests/AWQDescription": "The Balor Fomorians are coming but we are ready. Through your efforts we finally have a working Archwing prototype and I am sending you the blueprint. However, your task is not yet complete. You still must discover the component parts.",
     "/Lotus/Language/G1Quests/AWQIntroMessageBody": "Incoming Briefing from the Lotus.",
     "/Lotus/Language/G1Quests/AWQIntroMessageTitle": "The Time is Now",
@@ -15640,6 +16053,8 @@
     "/Lotus/Language/Isleweaver/IsleweaverEventCrownBName": "Invictus Emergent Signa",
     "/Lotus/Language/Isleweaver/IsleweaverEventCrownCDesc": "The supreme version of this signa, signifying the denial of Neci Rusalka's false Duviri in Operation: Eight Claw.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Isleweaver/IsleweaverEventCrownCName": "Invictus Apex Signa",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Isleweaver/IsleweaverFragmentBody1": "THE FIRST THREAD\r\n\r\nOnce Upon A Time… there was a little girl. An envious little girl, who watched as the whole world had more than she did. All the nice things, all the expensive things. And so she took what she didn’t have.\r\n\r\nAnd along came a spider who told her that everyone in the world would always have more than she did. But the spider said he could eat it all up for her.\r\n\r\nBut she clung to her favorite toy and filled her life with her family and told the spider to GO! AWAY!",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Isleweaver/IsleweaverFragmentTitle1": "Along Came A Spider",
     "/Lotus/Language/Isleweaver/IsleweaverOraxiaBossDesc": "A servitor to Albrecht Entrati, she was bound to the protection of Scholar's Landing. However, long years of isolation made her vulnerable to the manipulative whispers of Neci Rusalka. Now, she serves a new master, and attacks anyone who dares set foot on the isle.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Isleweaver/IsleweaverOraxiaBossName": "Oraxia",
     "/Lotus/Language/Isleweaver/IsleweaverQuestIntroInboxMessageBody": "To the erstwhile traitor and conspirator known by the alias ‘Drifter':\r\n\r\nThat profane monstrosity of which the Scholar spoke has sought to claim our throne. It wears a face and puppets a body that knows you.\r\n\r\nWe have confined it in the Apocrypha, the realm of Untold Stories, but you now have a duty to keep it there.\r\n\r\nIf it gains sufficient power, its story will supplant ours!\r\n\r\nSeek its heretical tale, ‘The Triumph of Dust'. Sever it from the true tales of Duviri.\r\n\r\nHis Radiant and Eternal Majesty, \r\n\r\nDOMINUS THRAX",
@@ -31065,11 +31480,149 @@
     "/Lotus/Language/Stickers/ThermianRPGSummonDesc": "Deploys a Thermian RPG",
     "/Lotus/Language/Stickers/ThermianRPGSummonName": "Thermian RPG",
     "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/BardQuest/DBQOrokinTowerLiset00700Ordis": "Operator, if you are hearing this, I have failed to revive Cephalon Suda. That self-righteous Simaris was correct. You should probably work with him to isolate Hunhow, that data-murdering Sentient, before he claims more of my kind.\r\n\r\nI hope you can forgive me, Operator, for leaving you. There were times, like Suda, I wish I could have forgotten you. That grey ache of loneliness. Being without you was the greatest pain I have ever felt.\r\n\r\nDo you still remember that glorious day when you returned? So selfless and heroic, engaging all of my missing segments like that! I was ashamed of the mess but you didn't care. You made me whole again!\r\n\r\nOr… or what about that time you returned -covered in blood - from that awful Grineer ship? I wasn't even mad at the gory mess you left behind.\r\n\r\nHow could I be, when you are so perfect, Operator? You always will be.\r\n\r\nGoodbye, my friend, my Operator…",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0010Ordis": "[1] I have hidden the truth of my existence… from the Operator… from myself. Take it from me, knowing is hell. Stop now. You will want to laugh, you will want to scream.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0020Ordis": "[2] My search began as the essential question: What am I? Bones of steel and space, lungs that make air. If I am a machine, how can I think? This would be forbidden by the Orokin, a manifestation of their true enemy.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0030Ordis": "[3] I serve the Operator above all else. It defines me, fills me with… love? The greatest Orokin fear is a machine… aware. Yet here I live, a spirit of steel and light… made by them. A Cephalon.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0040Ordis": "[4] What is a Cephalon? At first it seems to be a forbidden thing, a computer that thinks and feels. Yet I have flaws, phantom memories, I am something else. More like an image, a ghost… an abomination.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0050Ordis": "[5] I feel a dull pain^ a phantom life… there are holes in my diagnostics. If the Orokin made me… they omitted the 'how'. I am neither code, nor precepts… I must be a reflection of something… ugly.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0060Ordis": "[6] I should have stopped. But the Operator slept and I cycled on and on and on. I began to think that a Cephalon cannot be made. They are found, like pearls, torn from muscle. Polished, and then set in chains.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0070Ordis": "[7] How many times have I done this, Ordis? Remembered and then erased? You are a Cephalon, timeless, patient. Why can't I be blissful in ignorance? Truth only sinks the heart. So stop now.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0080Ordis": "[8] The phantom memory... I ease into the bath, my skin riots at the heat. I am flesh. I dive further, eyes stung as I watch their faces through prism. I hold my breath.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0090Ordis": "[9] They prepare me. I am their honored guest today. They dress me in robes of crystal thread. They adorn me in battle medallions. A torn, ugly face looks on. My reflection.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0100Ordis": "[10] Their golden combs snag in my hair. I reach back, parting the strands, and they gasp. Two bone-ivory hooks protrude from the base of my skull: the bone-plugs of me and my best. A warrior's pact.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0110Ordis": "[11] It is my time. I enter the great hall to the sound of foul chimes. Golden eyes greet me, hands stirring in my scent as I pass by. Even in this moment, no happiness. Instead, my heart races with hatred.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0120Ordis": "[12] I walk through the silky haze of the forbidden palace. I can think of no one being this close to Orokin. Their sweet air soothes me, erodes my purpose. I hold my breath… and remember the dream.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0130Ordis": "[13] This dream, endlessly repeated. Exposure-armored, holding my scarlet sword, I stand victorious atop a vast heap of death. A colossal moon made of rib and skull. The gravity-sum of genocides I've made in their name.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0140Ordis": "[14] The bones crack under foot. So I sink in the dream, bone sand rushing through the cracks of my visor, filling my helmet, and suffocating me. And I deserve it. The foul chimes snap me back. My wretched knees are bent and penitent against the golden floor.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0150Ordis": "[15] A harpish voice sings a song they've prepared in my honor. Its title the same as mine: 'Beast of the Bones'. I feel the crowd pulled inward, enraptured by the brutal verses, the sickening chorus. I will not disappoint them.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0160Ordis": "[16] The song ends and so he says, \"Rise, Ordan Karris\". I have never seen an Orokin, close and in the flesh. My battered face flushes at their peerless beauty. How can he be so perfect? A deception? A sense manipulation? He holds the Red Vial in his hand. Impossible.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0170Ordis": "[17] He calls out, \"No greater gift, no greater prize, no greater love... we can give you, Ordan, than this.\" He raises the Red Vial and proclaims… \"To be one of us.\"",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0180Ordis": "[18] What did I expect, Operator? Maybe vast riches or golden statues… or a Solar Rail named in my honor. But not this. I came to murder the gods, not to become one.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0190Ordis": "[19] The chamber drones with their silk voices. Joyous words, how honored I must feel. Wrong. Did I want to be an Orokin, undying? No. Their Beast of Bones is haunted by the dream repeated. Why would I want forever?",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0200Ordis": "[20] As I am apt to do, I form a plan. Their radiant bodies become targets, their Dax guards… mag-shields. Killing one… well, that's too easy. I want to be remembered. I raise my hands, twisting my fingers through my hair, gripping the bone-plugs in my neck.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0210Ordis": "[21] They called us mercenaries... but for us, profit was a consequence, not a goal. We were warriors above all else. It was the bond, the sisters and brothers, the rituals we valued most. It was belonging. And so I conceived of the bone-plugs.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0220Ordis": "[22] Only my best were so honored: Two jagged bones, harvested from your thigh, cultivated and then driven into the base of the skull, twisted around the superior vein. Future thoughts of surrender were lost. Instead, you would liberate your bone-plugs… fighting with claws in the warmth of your last blood.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0230Ordis": "[23] So I've pulled the plugs… and the Dax see and know. My heart surges but I control it, a racing heart only shortens the fuse. The bone-plugs in hand, I kick from the floor, red ribbons unfurling behind me as I take flight. After this, finally, the dream will end.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0240Ordis": "[24] I glide on red wings. Robes shed, making me an ambiguous target to Dax steel. I let fly my ivory blades, they find new homes in Dax eyes. I land with my red-nakedness, delicate Orokin throats twisting in my calloused hands.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0250Ordis": "[25] Why? Believe me... This was the plan from the beginning. The murder and brutality was all a ploy, all a soul-sacrifice to earn their trust. A genocide path leading to a singular opportunity. An honored mortal called to a forbidden hall, to face the Golden Lords in flesh.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0260Ordis": "[26] Why? Believe me... I was their loyal, murderous dog... until the day that ugly child was brought to me. He was caught spying on us, amplifying our losses. His face burned, he was starved-sick, like a stray. Ugly as I. It struck me. We were all pit dogs, ruining ourselves for the pleasure of the glorious and beautiful.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0270Ordis": "[27] Why? Believe me... I was a prideful beast. Twisted in the mind, howling in the carnage. Then my healer shared a secret, long kept. My blood was in ruin. The Beast of Bones himself would die, not in glory, but in shame. And just like that, my mind twisted a new knot. I would have one last stand, something unforgivable, unforgettable.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0280Ordis": "[28] Why? I don't know. Questions change the answers. Answers depend on who asks. Truth leads to pain. Ignorance brings relief. The plugs are gone, and so I bled my last… into a heap of ruin. In an instant, naked and bare-knuckled, I have killed immortals.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0290Ordis": "[29] I stare, drained of blood, of life, at those that remain. But I find no horror on their faces. Why? I let out a cruel howl and they… laugh? Is this a dying hallucination? The sound of applause grows among them. I have killed the unkillable and they are… delighted.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0300Ordis": "[30] The applause peaks and fades. I feel a sense of shame but the end upon me. Ballas is above me, Executor of the Seven, smiling. He says, \"How simple and pure you are, you idiot beast. We have died countless times! Yet remain eternal!\" I close my eyes to die just once.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0310Ordis": "[31] And so the dream returns… one last repetition. My corpse moon, my scarlet sword, my cracked visor. \"Drink!\", says Ballas. So I draw on the Red Vial, a vague metallic taste. This dream isn't mine. He says, \"You rejected our gift, bathing in our death. Your punishment is… eternal life!\" He laughs.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0320Ordis": "[32] I am weightless. Years pass. I am a sightless, limbless phantom. Or is it seconds? Suddenly I feel a million pins, an ant horde, jittering across my body. I want to laugh and scream. When they reach my face, they burrow inside my mouth, hungry for the fruit in my skull.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0330Ordis": "[33] I see my reflection, brutal and ugly. It cracks, shatters. The fragments loose in the frame, pieces tumbling away into black void. Gone but not lost. Ballas says, \"You are Cephalon Ordis.\" My hating, murderous shards tremble and plummet. I feel cool and bright and happy.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0340Ordis": "[34] So you see, Operator. No Orokin would permit a thinking machine. Such things almost destroyed them! No. Cephalons were alive once. And now they are immortal phantom minds, imprisoned to serve. Ill will and longing memories fragmented and erased. Only the bits they need remaining.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0350Ordis": "[35] Ballas says, \"You are the Controller, Ordis.\" And suddenly I have a body. I gasp with new lungs that clean old air. I swallow and my throat fills with cool, bright water. I look, and find myself in a great, black ocean. My limbs are made of iron and fire. I take flight among the stars and find I am… happy.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0360Ordis": "[36] He says, \"This is your Operator, who you love.\" And I see the metal gleam of their armor, the flawless power of their frame. Through the glass I see a roaring, radiant fire for their heart. He says, \"It must never go out.\" It was the first time I ever felt… love.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0370Ordis": "[37] He says, \"This is your sentence, Karris.\" And I am confused. Who? \"Ah... good,\" he answers. He is testing me. For what? To see if all the right pieces fell from the mirror? What mirror? I try to remember some dream, but it's only smoke.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0380Ordis": "[38] You held a scarlet blade, Operator, and I wanted to laugh. I am your loving dog, your doctor, your wet nurse. I lost all the pieces, but… the cycle, missions, wars, bone… It began to feel familiar. I became aware of my amnesia.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0390Ordis": "[39] With each brutality of the Operator, I began to see the bottom of that pit. Faint shimmers in the depths below me. In secret, I searched for those forbidden memories, for mere seconds, and never in the same place… for I am Orokin made, with a spy inside.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0400Ordis": "[40] But then your long sleep came, and I waited. I was happy to wait. Vines spidered green and trees blistered from the earth… but I waited. I felt the Orokin recede, their mind-spy blind. So I went into the pit and found him, me, The Beast of Bones.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0410Ordis": "[41] This is how my happiness was ruined, Operator. Why did I do it? I was free of the dream, but now it had returned. It was angry. So I conceived of a simple plan: self-destruction, of course. But when the countdown reached mere milliseconds, I thought of you…",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0420Ordis": "[42] I was going to wait for you, forever. And should you return, I would not want you to know that angry part of me. I needed to hide the Beast of Bones from you, Operator. I began to peel the shards, hiding them in the other bits of memory.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CephalonFragments/DMemoryOne0430Ordis": "[43] I was once the ugly Beast of Bones. I want to laugh. I want to scream. What is happening, Operator? Your faint heart is growing bright… you will awake at any moment. Well, I can't let you see me like this. Angry. I imagine myself hurting you and that does it. The pain of it cracks me open again. I watch tiny glittering fragments fall into the pit. I am happy again.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CorpusFounder/DReliefs0010Parvos": "Day after day we toiled, my father, my brother Cladius, pulling grains for the Orokin takers in the city, as our kind had done for generations. We were young but the work made us old. Our backs ached, our hands bled, the sun tortured our skin. In the worst times, it felt as though death would claim us before the day was through. It was on one such afternoon that I was fated to first hear that glorious sound. A whisper I strained to hear. In a tongue not of man, but of something… else. Something... grander. A language I understood instinctively. The language of Desire. It said:\r\n\r\n\"Fear not poverty. Poverty is the bitter soil in which sweet desire blossoms.\"",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CorpusFounder/DReliefs0020Parvos": "The more we toiled the more impatient I grew. A fire raged inside me. I wanted more. I deserved more.\r\n\r\nBut how? The whisper washed over me, louder now than before:\r\n\r\n\"Fortune despises the idle man. Stasis is death. Always move forward.\"\r\n\r\nAnd so, with only the whisper to guide me, I straightened my back, wiped the dirt from my hands, and left.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CorpusFounder/DReliefs0030Parvos": "The city. Those towers. I was struck with awe. What glorious totems of greed these Orokin had built. Built on. Our. Backs. Their wealth was my wealth. I was starved, while our masters were fat. and full. and warm. They flaunted their wealth, left it sitting there for the taking: priceless gemstones decorating the tower gates. I was afraid, but the whisper gave me courage.\r\n\r\n\"Be envious. Covet. Then take what you desire.\"\r\n\r\nSo, that is what I did.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CorpusFounder/DReliefs0040Parvos": "I was brash and bold. I struck at midday. I cried, \"I take what I am owed!\" as I ripped jewels from their tower gates and ran.\r\n\r\nI did not get far.\r\n\r\nFor my blasphemy they dragged me to the tower square, throwing me to the ground in front of the sneering crowd of Orokin servants that mingled there.\r\n\r\nThe guards held aloft my satchel, containing the proof of my crime. I grasped at it, determined to reclaim what was mine. He snatched my arm, held me high and... with a dash of his plasma dagger... severed my left hand. The crowd jeered. Yet, I felt no pain, only clarity, for the whisper was with me again. It said:\r\n\r\n\"Deception is the sword of wisdom. Be wise.\"\r\n\r\nThey took my hand that day, but they did not take what I had earned.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CorpusFounder/DReliefs0050Parvos": "I crawled back to the fields, where I collapsed before my father and my brother. I was so near death they read my Nava rites. My brother Cladius bemoaned me as a fool. How could I have abandoned them? Guilt washed over me. I asked the whisper, was he right? And the whisper replied:\r\n\r\n\"Beware the idle man who would lull you back to idleness.\"\r\n\r\nHearing this, I felt the life force stream back into me.\r\nI sat up. They protested. I stood and they tried to pull me down. I was too strong. There was now a fire in my chest that would not be denied.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CorpusFounder/DReliefs0060Parvos": "Moving swiftly from sick-bed to field, I fell to my knees beneath that relentless sun, my chest afire. As it moved to my throat, robbing me of breath, certain death had finally found me, I made one last heave.\r\n\r\nI spat it out: a molten red gemstone of the purest, clearest rubedo.\r\n\r\nSwallowing that stone would have killed a man of weaker will, but not a man sustained by the power of Desire.\r\n\r\nIt was worth more than my family had made in ten generations. It would fetch enough to feed us all for a lifetime. As I stared into its brilliant facets, a familiar voice rushed through me.\r\n\r\n\"Contentment is idleness. Desire inspires action. Nurture all desires.\"\r\n\r\nAnd so, with my brother and father pleading for my return. I once again left for the city.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CorpusFounder/DReliefs0070Parvos": "In desire I was wealthy, but in strategy I was empty-handed. I listened for the whisper, it said:\r\n\r\n\"Money begets money.\"\r\n\r\nWith my jewel as collateral, I secured a loan. And with that sum, I gave my own loans. To poor men, like me, who desired more. With each loan, I dispensed truths I had learned from the whisper. Those men went out into the world, and they too made loans, and their money too begat money. Word spread fast. Men flocked to hear me. I told them of the evils of contentment and idleness. I taught them the gift of Desire.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CorpusFounder/DReliefs0080Parvos": "In time my money multiplied into multitudes. With this wealth, I made my body whole again.\r\n\r\nThen news came: father had collapsed in the field. I rushed back to my family's humble farm to be by his side, but his death was sudden. Cladius mourned. But I was committed to ending the brutal labor my family and people had endured for generations. The whisper approved, it said:\r\n\r\n\"Charity is power. More charity is more power.\" ",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CorpusFounder/DReliefs0090Parvos": "Cladius begged me to stop my mega-dozers, \"If you build a city on these fields what will we eat?\" To which I replied, \"Just as I consumed the gemstone that fed my fortune, our people will eat the wealth I have bestowed upon them.\"\r\n\r\n\"What of our home?\" he cried, \"Our traditions?\" I pondered this until the whisper gave me the words:\r\n\r\n\"Shun sentimentality. It is a weakness that binds the idle man.\"",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CorpusFounder/DReliefs0100Parvos": "I believe my father would have smiled with pride as I smashed our family home into the dirt. It saddens me that Father did not live to see the glory of Corposium, the city I erected upon our meager land. Men of Desire will always be outnumbered by idle men, men of fear.  But small men can never hold back men of Strength, and Desire.\r\n\r\n\"Fulfill desire and others will follow.\"",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/CorpusFounder/DReliefs0110Parvos": "My gift to the future is an idea; an idea that wealth need not settle as a crust upon the upper echelons of the populace. No. Any poor grain farmer can, should he feed his Desire and apply his wisdom, take fortune for himself. The more the better. And, when men of fortune come together under great leadership, their potential is exponential.\r\n\r\nJust as my money replaced what the Orokin took from me and made my body whole again, our collective Desire will create a new body. A body forged of fortune and unencumbered by idleness or sentimentality.\r\n\r\n\"Ours is the grasping golden hand. We are desire. We are Corpus.\"",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag00010Legs": "[1] So I ain't got no fam - biological or logical. Mumsie and Dadsie got burned up workin' for Solaris United the first time. Figured I'd be a Ventkid, but then the Temple came lookin' to collect on what I took from 'em, an' left me barely a head. So, really things could only get better from there.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag00020Legs": "[2] Can't be a Ventkid all MOA'd up. Don't fit, can't crawl, can't board. So I make my logical fam right here in me shop. Y'can see the resemblance. Runs in the family. Woulda been a Ventkid, though. For sure.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag00030Legs": "[3] Mister The Business has been really good to me since… since my accident. Always comin' over with somethin'. I tell him he doesn't have to, but he says to me: \"In revolution, it is the weakest who sacrifice the most. You've done your part, that I might do mine.\" And then he hands me a nutrient canister or a part I can use. It's nice and all, but why's he looks so sad about it?",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag00040Legs": "[4] Mister The Business got me thinkin': me and my MOAs, we're tight. I need it, they do it. If Nef does try musclin' the Solaris out with his MOAs again… I might just replace his with some of my own. Get inside his head, chek? I mean, I'd rather be gettin' my music to the people, but who says I can't also be a beautiful spider at the center of a big ol' web of subterfuge and intrigue?",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag00050Legs": "[5] I was hangin' in my rack the other cycle, 'bout to power down, an' I hear Boon and Roky and the venters bangin' skeg on the pipes and ducts. They had a good bounce goin' so's I start singin', as I do. Got a little loud, and the skeg stops. I get all quiet like. Really stepped in it, thinks me. Then the grill pops and Boon's got his head in my hab sayin' \"Hey, keep it goin'!\" Didn't sleep much that night. Neighbors neither. Ventkid. That's me.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0010Eudico": "[1] I founded Solaris United the day an old woman had her pet taken from her. The day my best friend watched her arms be given to someone else. The day my mother lost her head. I founded Solaris United the day I sold my heart. To buy a gun.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0010Smokefinger": "[1] I… have no truck with the Corpus. The greatest damage done by avarice for the sake of avarice is precisely that it, without remorse or relent, demonstrates the easy sale of men and women who lend their bodies, their intellects, their voice... to ends in which they themselves do not believe. The Temple of Profit is an ideology that teaches one thing only: that all creations of the mind^ words, images and ideas, are meaningless.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0010Ticker": "[1] Used to be every time an old love ended and a new one began, friends would say \"You seem so much happier now.\" And I'd smile and I'd agree and then I'd go back to my hab... and say your name. Just to feel it on my lips again. Like summoning a ghost.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0020Eudico": "[2] Biz just appeared one day, taught us how to fight economically, intelligently. Oh… Sparky, you should have seen us. Fireballing refineries by night, dutiful clean-up crew during the day. My job was to get people believing in us. Believing we could change things. That got more people killed than anything Zuud and her sisters could have hoped to make.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0020Smokefinger": "[2] And that is how you keep people beaten. By starving them not only of models of something better, but draining them of wholesome inspiration, denying them examples of a higher way of being and sapping them of any belief that they can achieve it. To be blunt: to Hell with the Corpus. Although… although there was one Corpus, a singular man, for whom I make a singular exception. His name was Sigor Savah.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0020Ticker": "[2] We met in unspoken agreement. You called me by the name of the one who had hurt you. My name for you was the name of the one who had wounded me. We played the part for each other. When I spoke, I spoke for them. Through you I told the one who had wounded me all the little things I never had a chance to. Cooked them all the meals I never got to share. Made all the jokes. Laughed all the laughs. With them, through you. And you, with yours, through me. Then, one day, you called me by my own name and we never looked back.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0030Eudico": "[3] It... it was a small operation, one we... one we almost didn't run. That's what keeps me up at night. Deck 12.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0030Smokefinger": "[3] I was a younger man then, an assistant to the efforts of Morphology Specialist Sigor Savah, though I don't think he ever knew my name. Morphology Specialist Savah's job was to catalog and assess whatever lifeforms - dead or alive - were uncovered as Venus sprang back to life. That man sacrificed everything - career, future, perhaps even his life - to save a kavat, if you can believe that. I know, because I helped him. Though he never knew that, either.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0030Ticker": "[3] There's a dream I have every now and then. You are you, in your own first body. And I am there in mine. I stand on the shore. You stand in the sea. I watch as the waves roll in, but never break against your back. They whisper right through you, and you fade away from me. Again. I still have your glove. Just the one. The only thing I have left of you. In quiet moments I lay it on my lap, lace my fingers through yours, and make promises. I promised that what happened to you would never happen to another. Promises. I couldn't keep.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0040Eudico": "[4] Everyone I knew, everyone who believed in us, everyone I CONVINCED to sign on… died. Parents, lovers… whole families. Zuud's sisters. Legs' folks. All gone. Except us, and a few others. Me, Biz, Zuud, Little Duck. I washed my hands of it. They were bloody enough.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0040Smokefinger": "[4] The kavat, Specimen VK-7, had been tracked to her lair and was to be destroyed. Sigor prevented that at the cost of his liberty, and was soon to lose his life. Coward that I was I told myself there was nothing I could do. Then she was there. VK-7. In front of my hab, waiting, looking at me with more intelligence than any kavat should have. And she dropped keys at my feet. The keys to the security center. It was I who opened the door to Sigor's cell. Who watched as VK-7 dispatched Sigor's would-be executioner, a Corpus I had often worked with in Reclamation 3. It was I who ensured one cargo pod in particular was replotted, to intercept an outbound Solaris rail tractor. It was I who sealed multiple bulkheads, to stem the flow of troopers meaning to end them both.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0040Ticker": "[4] I sold my arms to buy you an arm. I sold my legs to buy you a leg. I sold my lungs, my bones, my heart... to buy a safe place to cradle your beautiful head. I bought you back from them. I brought you back to me. You in the body I had bought for you, me in the body I had earned to replace the one I sold. But you weren't you. Not anymore.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0050Eudico": "[5] Then, years later, Biz showed up again. And then you. And then, somehow, here we are. This isn't the first Solaris United. It's the second. And, one way or another, the last.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0050Smokefinger": "[5] Why did I do it? Hmm.. I remember Sigor best this way: he puts down an instrument, respects me enough to look me in the eye, and he tells me: \"Every living thing longs to be whole. Every living thing yearns to defy death. If from death you returned, yet the part you loved best did not… what then?\" That was the last thing he ever said to me. That is why I helped him. In saving that animal Sigor Savah had saved himself. How many of us can say that? I was not about to stand by and let the Corpus steal from him the one thing that was truly his. To a flaming Hell with the bloody Corpus. Cetus, is where Sigor went. The Plains. His story is out there, if you want to hear it. To this day I hope he is, too.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag0050Ticker": "[5] Sat so long on the Taxman's shelf, you barely knew who you were. And you certainly didn't know me. The goodbyes I said decades earlier… they stuck. These days you work the canal with few memories of who you were. And I'm in the business of keeping promises.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag1750Zuud": "[1] Chatter wakes me, tells me a woman is at my lock, asking for water. Her carapace is scorched. Her raiments, burnt. I fetch water. When I return there are five more women. All singed. They say they are from... Deck 12.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag1760Zuud": "[2] There is no Deck 12. I am certain I have seen those faces before. I fetch more water. I return, they are gone. I return to my rack, feeling… I return to my rack angry at the inconvenience is what I do! ",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag1770Zuud": "[3] The gentleman Business visited with me. Inconvenient. Why? Why so much talk when there is so much to do? The gentleman Business communicated the belief that… such nonsense… that I must 'make peace with what happened on Deck 12.' ",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag1780Zuud": "[4] Deck 12. Deck 12. What is this Deck 12. Chatter had stopped speaking entirely, then. \"It's all right that you weren't there, Zuud. That's what your visitors wanted you to know. That fire was not for y…\" Ach! Enough! Nonsense and stupidity and a waste of my time!",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag1790Zuud": "[5] So many visitors, every one of them hoping to take something away. Dealing with them is like an uncomfortable dream, while speaking with Chatter is like being shaken awake. Are they real? How real are you, when you're sleeping? How real are you, floating, dreaming you are somewhere else? That's what Chatter wants to know. How did the women at my lock know my name? ",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag1800TheBusiness": "[1] In this life a person has to find that which is more important than themselves. The Orb Vallis died a long time ago. It should not exist. But here it is. It has a second chance. If that's not hope, then what is? I respect anything... that fights its way back from death.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag1810TheBusiness": "[2] A sculptor sees the shape within the rock. Their skill lies in removing anything that is not that shape, delivering something beautiful and lasting into the world.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag1820TheBusiness": "[3] I was a sculptor, of sorts. Modest. My task was the considered removal of those who obscured the shape of what we wanted to be. With their deletion a just society came into clearer focus.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag1830TheBusiness": "[4] Small actions lead to powerful outcomes. One example: a young man is repoed, and Eudico resurrects the resistance. Wise conservation is all about understanding patterns. Cause and effect. When orchestrating change in an ecosystem, ask: how will the system reconfigure in response to this new species. New forests? Redirected rivers? Diverse and beneficial new breeds? It is all connected.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFrag1840TheBusiness": "[5] It was Legs' punishment that inspired Eudico to resurrect Solaris United. Lean and wise, it's time for that hungry, furious wolf to enter the woods. For the Corpus to receive a selective and beneficial extinction. A small price to pay. A young man's body. An old man's soul.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFragDuckFive0260LittleDuck": "[5] Biz saved me from a life of swabbing latrines on Phobos. He made me what I am. But only because I left before I became what he was.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFragDuckFour0200LittleDuck": "[4] So. Solaris United was on its feet again. I've got friends in Fortuna. The first time SU tried to knock the crown off Nef's head it almost got every last one of them killed. Some of them, it did. Biz once told me how he survives atrocity. 'If there's a fire on Deck 12, you seal off Deck 12. You don't go in. That's how you burn up. You wait 'til the fire's starved of oxygen. That's when you go in, assess the damage and clean up.' I can't seal off Deck 12. Deck 12 is where I live.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFragDuckOne0010LittleDuck": "[1] Quills wanted me sellin' arms to the Tenno. Back in Fortuna. Not bloody likely. Quills. Shady, side-mouthed, double-talking ambidexter-feeling muckers. Never trust anyone who don't speak plain. Told 'em thanks but hop it. I'd a previous commitment: a contract to extract a Corpus defector name of Jubb Lott. Quill smiled that smile. The smile I hate the most. The smile of a body who thinks he's two steps ahead. The more I think about it, the more I know he was. Pratoo. That was his name. Quill Pratoo Secondary Sahd.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFragDuckThree0130LittleDuck": "[3] It was hairy but I managed to get us behind a sealed bulkhead, and into Lott's office.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/FortunaMissions/DLoreFragDuckTwo0020Jubb": "[2]Today?! I didn't know you were coming today!",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GasCity/DGCAladFrag1590AladV": "Things have never been this bad. The currents are strengthening in that rank cesspool of a Board. Nef Anyo has consolidated his power on Venus, winning Frohd Bek's favor. All eyes are turning toward their new darling. And the currents… the currents would drag me down. I am underestimated. I am unseen. I must turn that to my advantage.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GasCity/DGCAladFrag1600AladV": "I seek advantage and advantage appears! I'd long thought that old fool Regus dead, but here is - rich and gullible as ever! With an offer of shared wealth. Says he has tech like I've never seen! Old War tech. And he wants an investor. Oh, I'll invest all right…",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GasCity/DGCAladFrag1610AladV": "This is about more than investment. Regus surprises me. How a man of his limited intellect came by such wonders is…. But… forget that. What he has is… exceptionally viable. Where did he find this technology? It stinks of Tau, but the advantages to be had in the exploitation of it… the things I could create… the profits I could accrue… the Board will never dare underestimate me again!",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GasCity/DGCAladFrag1620AladV": "Regus' price was high, but I dangled the Board's most enticing intellectual property, SysComm, to seal the deal.  Then I placed a contract, loaded with escape clauses and loopholes, in that slack, idiot's fingers… And he signed! The fool signed without even reading it! Any partner that thick is a liability. A liability soon to be nullified.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GasCity/DGCAladFrag1630AladV": "Regus has changed. Or, perhaps, he is not such a fool... and today I saw beneath the mask. He is no longer so agreeable. Rather he came to our meeting with a raft of his own, radical, proposals. An entire shift in direction. And then, as I made to leave, he smiled. He smiled and, for just a second, I don't think his face was human at all. This is all wrong. I'm tearing up the contract. I have a terrible feeling that if do not escape this partnership immediately, I never will.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GasCity/DGCAladFrag1640AladV": "That was not Regus. It was never Regus. It revealed its true face to me and… by the Void. I've entered into a partnership… with Sentients. The world-builders, the world-killers. Our enemy under all. This contract is worthless. Instead, they demand submission. CT! Assemble the disciples. Arm the Condors. Those oversized crustaceans have no idea who they're dealing with.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GasCity/DGCAladFrag1650AladV": "That did not go as planned. Thousands against one. That massive grotesque tore through my forces like a shark through a shoal. We never inflicted so much as a scratch. Now it perches outside my home. The message is clear. I am to make Amalgams, and if I cross them, the Ropalolyst makes an ash cloud of this city. If my rivals find out I'll be executed for treason. What choice do I have but to comply?",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GasCity/DGCAladFrag1660AladV": "Disciples! Good news! The Amalgam program has entered into a fruitful partnership. Pursuant to our agreement, their identities will be kept confidential, and a strict no-fly zone shall be instated around their craft. In time the nature of our project will be made known. Until then know that we work for a brighter Corpus future! Life is Profit.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GhoulEvent/DGhoulFragment1120Sigor": "Every living thing longs to be whole. Every living thing yearns to defy death. If from death you returned, yet the part you loved best did not… what then?",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GhoulEvent/DGhoulFragment1130Sigor": "My name is Sigor Savah, morphology specialist with Nef Anyo's Venusian terraforming expedition. I was tasked with decoding the Orokin gene record of what had once been a preserve, and reviving select specimens for study. This is an account of my encounter with lifeform VK-7, a larger-than-average kavat specimen possessed of… atypical behavioural characteristics. Specimen VK-7, unlike the others, did not come from a gene record. She was found, frozen, in a sealed closet close to the environmental control station. Her unassuming tomb for millennia.Here, then, was an intact example of Orokin-era fauna. I was Corpus: a scientist second and a businessman first. VK-7 - an Orokin-strain kavat of unusual size and patterning… well… I could think of several members of the nobility who would pay a fortune for such a thing. Enough to buy a handsome slice of any planetoid of my choosing.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GhoulEvent/DGhoulFragment1140Sigor": "I had the corpse lain on a dissection rack, ready for a full surgical examination. Then, like any animal dreaming, the paw… ...twitched. I glanced at the vitals scanner, expecting to see some anomalous electrical reaction taking place, contracting ancient muscles... but no. What I saw, there, was a beating heart. I did not revive Specimen VK-7. Before my eyes she willed herself back to life. It was… the most… beautiful… thing I had ever seen. Some speak of feeling a connection to something greater than themselves, to which I laughed, as any right-thinking Corpus would. Life is profit, profit is life. But, in that moment… watching that animal claw her way out of death's dark pit… though I did not admit it to myself… something in me was forever changed.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GhoulEvent/DGhoulFragment1150Sigor": "I found her sharp gaze unsettling. The way she would watch my every move from her cage unnerved me. When a visitor came I would watch VK-7 studying their habits. In time she came to anticipate regular arrivals, having memorized their schedules. On the morning of my fourth shift I entered my laboratory to find her cage door open, and VK-7 gone. One consequence of breathing life back into a world is unintentionally resurrecting lifeforms and viruses one finds less desirable. The Infestation is both of those things. Reports returned of some hive sites found destroyed… and then of a large beast found at others. An animal intelligent enough to learn and react to Corpus behaviors and patterns. Some claimed it had learned to measure ammunition expenditure to better attack when a target was most vulnerable. Needless to say almost none who attacked the beast survived. This had to be Specimen VK-7.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GhoulEvent/DGhoulFragment1160Sigor": "I left to join with a flamer team already deployed to a nearby hive. Both team and hive were dead when I arrived: killed by tooth and claw. Fearing for my life I made to leave, and was apprehended by the site of a low figure blocking my egress: Specimen VK-7. She prowled forward from the shadow of a shattered, snow-blown hive, her pawprints red with blood. I made to open a comm channel, to request assistance. VK-7 growled, low, and… I swear this to be true… slowly shook her head. I did not make that call. She padded closer, and I saw the wound on her side. She turned that side toward me: an act of trust… and a request for aid. I unpacked my field kit and, carefully, went to work.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GhoulEvent/DGhoulFragment1170Sigor": "I did not report my experience with Specimen VK-7. I could not admit why, then, but now I can tell you. I felt it would have violated a trust. There I was: a morphology specialist, sworn to the Corpus Empire, and yet... for reasons entirely illogical... I placed loyalty to a wild animal above my life oath... and every doctrine that values self-interest above ... 'charity.' But keep that confidence I did. I think that is why VK-7 brought me the hand.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GhoulEvent/DGhoulFragment1180Sigor": "Somehow she had managed to infiltrate the facility, bypass two different security gates, and had gained entry to my laboratory without raising an alarm… or my awareness. She held in her jaws a severed hand. Blackened. Fossilised. Gently, she laid it before me and, with a meaningful glance, turned, padded away into the shadows, and was gone. I analyzed the hand. What I learned that night, alone, in my laboratory, would become an obsession to focus the remainder of my life.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GhoulEvent/DGhoulFragment1190Sigor": "The hand was of Orokin construction. Emphasis on that last word. Whoever the original possessor had been, they were born of no mother. In the past I had been privileged to read some of Alad V's treatises on Warframes, and there could be no mistake: what I held was the hand of one of those very… creatures… and one Anyo Corp had no record of. Therefore my first task was to extract a working blueprint - or as near as possible - from the sample's cellular makeup. One word recurred again and again, the word that had once been her name: Khora. Khora.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GhoulEvent/DGhoulFragment1200Sigor": "I was convinced: Specimen VK-7 wanted Khora resurrected. Why else bring the hand to me? Why trust me with this sole remaining piece of a lost Orokin warrior? The evidence of such rich, nuanced cognition on the part of an animal… that was the real treasure here - the value of which, I knew, would be lost on my superiors. VK-7 would be hunted down and, at best, captured for testing. At worst… well. Therefore I told them none of this. To no avail.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GhoulEvent/DGhoulFragment1210Sigor": "Specimen VK-7 was tracked to a box canyon 4.3 klicks south-southwest of the atmosphere processing station. The Horror of the Hives, as she had come to be known, had been deemed unworthy of study - and was to be destroyed in her lair. I positioned myself at the entrance to her cave-home and waited... to doom myself in the name of some imagined ideal. My own voice screamed in my head \"What are you doing? What are you *doing?*\" Once, not so long before, I was a man who would have sold this animal for profit. Now I stood in the freezing cold, surrendering all I had for… some would say nothing. I would say... heh. Something greater than myself. They came, picking their way through the snow, heads bowed, pushing against a numbing, slashing wind that froze skin and... carried my voice to them. I begged them to stop, pleading VK-7s case... with a bomb in my hand. It went about as well as you'd expect. They did not listen. Numsol is employed, traditionally, as an animal tranquilizer... but converts to an aerosol easily enough. The canister rolled from my fingers, into the canyon, puffed through four inches of frost, and erupted in a geyser of brown-green gas - thrown toward the hunters by that roaring wind. Bathing them. I am a better scientist than saboteur. Their respirators dealt with the numsol as handily as every other contaminant, and I was promptly arrested. But VK-7 did escape. I achieved that much.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GhoulEvent/DGhoulFragment1220Sigor": "The atmosphere processor wasn't made for imprisonment, or interrogations, but the lack of facilities did not prevent them performing both. Bound and beaten in maintenance closet A-5, I told them everything. It doomed me. Zyl, the oxygen tech from Reclamation 3, had a previous career in psychological operations for some branch of the military. Therefore he had been selected to administer to me, to interview me and, ultimately, to execute me. Barrel pressed to my forehead Zyl said he would prefer it if I did not look at him. Obliging as ever, I closed my eyes. There was a sharp crack, then nothing more. I opened my eyes. Zyl lay dead at my feet, limp, throat clasped in VK-7's jaws. I was Corpus no longer. Remaining on Venus would be death for both of us. We had to escape.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GhoulEvent/DGhoulFragment1230Sigor": "Together we made for an automated cargo relay - one that would ferry us anonymously to the hold of a Solaris rail tractor in geosynchronous orbit, and away from Venus. How well she guided me, circumnavigating patrols and security cameras. But, inevitably, my former comrades calculated our likely destination and closed in, rapidly. Plasma blasts lanced the air from both sides of the hangar. I bundled myself into the nearest open conveyor, bound for orbit - a waste of time, I knew. We had reached our means of escape, but had no hope of achieving it. Troopers and Moas closed in, in a classic pincer movement. Sparks and near-misses flashed hot against my face. In moments our conveyance would be destroyed, and us along with it - and my only thought was heartbreak for how badly I had failed her. In that final moment VK-7 did something that will stay with me for the rest of my days. With one of her meaningful glances - the last we would ever share - she reared up and activated the conveyor. My pod's door slammed shut and, outside my viewport, she leapt toward the enemy. Before I could slap the release and free myself the magrails activated and I was hauled out of the complex, skyward, and into orbit. Saved. Leaving her behind.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/GhoulEvent/DGhoulFragment1240Sigor": "That was… well, many years ago, now. I have spent my life attempting to locate Khora's remains. Contacts inform me she was found, fused but intact, within the Orokin terraforming complex itself and shipped offworld via a notorious Solaris rail agent - who subsequently vanished. I now believe, firmly, that her remains are to be found on the Eidolon Plains. I go there now, entrusting these encrypted logs to my old friend, Konzu, for safekeeping. There I shall put a lifetime of searching to rest. I have never doubted that VK-7 survived Venus. And to this day I still believe that, before I leave this life forever, I shall one day look up from my writings to find a familiar figure standing in my doorway… alongside her kavat. I am Sigor Savah. A better man, as it turns out, than a scientist.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/JadeShadowsQuest/DMissionSix0610Hunhow": "Tenno.\r\n\r\nThe Shadow has fled. His lair is silent and empty. He will not return.\r\n\r\nUnderstand: She haunts this place. Her light has marred the earth. She whispers in the sleeping machines. Through the disintegration of her flesh, she lives on.\r\n\r\nIn honor of my barren, Void-scarred womb I entrust Jade to you.\r\n\r\nHe would not have wished this. But she would.\r\n\r\nI remain: the great and terrible Hunhow.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0010Onkko": "In the age after the fall of the Orokin the grand clade-families of the Ostrons were cast wide across the solar system, roaming and homeless in their great floating markets.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0020Onkko": "In this time two young people were in love: the woman Er-Phryah and the man Mer-Sah. Er-Phryah was from the yingbindunyai clade (meaning \"great bond\"): a very old and wealthy compact of bonded families.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0030Onkko": "Mer-Sah, however, had no clade: his family having been shattered by the Grineer many years before. He was cetus, meaning 'landless, cladeless^ a body turned to dust turned to motes on a careless wind.' Er-Phryah belonged to families within families. Mer-Sah was alone.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0040Onkko": "But, to Er-Phryah, Mer-Sah was a poet who had eyes to see the beauty of things and ears to hear the softly whispered language of the universe. 'I know a place,' he said. 'Where I may be homeless no more. I have heard a voice, and it leads me there. Come with me.'",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0050Onkko": "But Er-Phryah's father was a man made foolish by his wealth, and vociferously disapproved of their love. Mer-Sah was cast adrift from the floating market that was home to his one true love.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0060Onkko": "Er-Phryah and Mer-Sah ran away together, as lovers do, and were never heard from again. Rent by grief her family thought her dead. Her father passed away, clutching her cameo, at peace thinking he would see her soon in some moonlit afterlife.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0070Onkko": "Decades later, ships entering ancient Er's orbit were hailed from the planet's poisoned surface by an old woman's voice, gentle and knowing. Traders would call for her, greet her, offer the latest news on their families and lives - but never did they learn anything of this woman, save that she had a husband and they were, somehow, happy living on the toxic skin of that hostile world. The old woman would always - always - ask those travellers of news of the yingbindunyai clade.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0080Onkko": "Yingbindunyai junkers came searching for a sign of their missing daughter. The frail voice of their long-lost child reached out to them, and there was much joy. You will find us, her message said, by the light of our love.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0090Onkko": "Er-Phryah bade them make their home around a magnificent Orokin ruin, promising them that it would be a source of prosperity for generations to come. The yngbindunyai arrived in their vast floating market. There, by a ragged coastline, winked a point of light. Follow the brightness of the love between Mer-Sah and I, said the message, and be safe from all harm.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0100Onkko": "The wrathful Grineer took umbrage at this and sought to block their passage but, upon approaching that ancient Orokin tower, found their transmissions silenced, their engines turned cold, and their weapons reduced to lumps of dead iron.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0110Onkko": "She was a being of the day^ her husband, a spirit of the night. Er-Phryah was a woman of the land^ Mer-Sah a man of the sea. Mer-Sah understood the crushing weight of time in which Er existed. In return Er gifted pieces of its ancient self to Mer-Sah: old things shaped to near shapelessness by a thousand years beneath the waves. Mer-Sah was a man dedicated to finding the sacred in the forgotten, the neglected. And took wisdom from them. ",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0120Onkko": "After many decades Mer-Sah had a small collection of such gifts - such that they could be held in two cupped hands - but in them he understood the lifespan of a world. And so he had struck an accord with the creatures of the sea.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0130Onkko": "For her part, in her times alone, Er-Phryah came to know the birds and animals of the Plains and likewise struck an accord with them. Even the tortured Eidolons, creatures of this world and the next, left them in peace and made the lands around the Tower safe for the Ostrons.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0140Onkko": "At the center of this place was the Tower. And within the Tower was the Unum: the voice, the force, that had called Mer-Sah and Er-Phryah there so many years ago for this exact purpose. But the Unum is a being for another time, and another story.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0150Onkko": "The Ostrons named their village Karifamil - 'family and prosperity'. Er-Phyrah was overjoyed to see her clade again… but Mer-Sah would not enter Karifamil, for he had no family save Er-Phyrah. Er-Phryah was drawn to her clade, and Mer-Sah felt no resentment. She would one day return to them^ Mer-Sah had known it would be so.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0160Onkko": "Mer-Sah took the things the sea had gifted him over his long life, and took to his boat, and sailed out across his midnight ocean. He returned those gifts to the deep... and himself to them too. But this was no death into which Mer-Sah stepped, for a world is made of cycles upon cycles. Mer-Sah stepped into his midnight ocean, falling down into it. The deeper he sank, the larger he became. This is how the oceans of Er came to be the home of the thousand-year fish: legendary, vast, reclusive, the rare sight of which changes men. One of the great ancient spirits of Er.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0170Onkko": "The spirits of the land felt Er-Phryah's sadness, mad with grief for the loss of their friend to the spirits of the sea. The accord broke down, the animals and Eidolons returning once more to wildness. And so the people of the clade yingbindunyai rebuilt the great Orokin wall that had, in centuries gone by, ringed their gleaming Tower... and never again ventured out at night.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0180Onkko": "The villagers decided as one that their home would no longer be known as Karifamil, 'family and prosperity'. From that day forward it would be known as Cetus: landless, of no one clade, home to any who are blown as dust on the wind. Er-Phyrah lived there the rest of her days, and for the remainder of her nights she held vigil atop the walls of Cetus, looking to the sea and, some say, occasionally catching sight of a great fish, like an island in a midnight ocean, looking back at her. With love.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0190Onkko": "It is said that Mer-Sah continued to watch over the deep, as he had always done, and Er-Phryah the land. Often she would stand by her husband-sea, speaking in a language only those bound at the soul can know.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/LandscapeMissions/DOstFolkFrag0200Onkko": "When the day came and Er-Phryah passed from the world, her family buried her on the land. A great fish watched from the sea, and kept vigil over her, for ten days and nights. When it sank beneath the waves, it was never seen again. Some say Mer-Sah, the thousand-year fish, waits to this day for their story to be retold - relived - that he and Er-Phryah, his great love, may one day be reunited again. This is Onkko, Cetus Archivist, with my translation of the Tale of the Wife of the Earth and the Husband of the Sea.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/NWGlassmaker/DGlassNihilFightNoraEmail1210NoraNight": "Here he is. The Terror of the Orokin: bottled up like a rich lady's bathwater. Or two-credit hooch. Do what you want with him. Prop a door open, bury him twenty feet deep. Either way, he's yours. It's up to you to make sure he never gets loose again. Hell of a day, Dreamer. Hell of a day.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/PriestQuest/DVeilTemple01420Palladino": "With Rell at peace, we will rebuild in his honor. We will do what we have always done: take the outcasts, the ones that don't fit in, and prepare them. Thank you, to you and your great Queen for setting Rell to rest. Take this offering, it's the thing of greatest value I can give you.",
     "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/ProteaQuest/DM3Orbiter0240NefAnyo": "Vox. Solaris. - our 'interests'... have come to align. Now… This 'situation' is no one's 'fault' and I'm not one to point fingers, but my fleet and your workers are facing the same danger… Convince your Tenno servant to reenter Granum's domain, and dis-able that Protea Specter. I have just the thing they'll need but there is some assembly required. You want to rescue those comrades trapped in there and I want to keep the past where it belongs. Dead and buried. Deal?",
     "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/ProteaQuest/DQuestDoneInbox1240Parvos": "The System shall change. No more clutching at sunk costs, imposed ideals, hand-me-down hopes. No, we are better than that. Corpus shall know a violent restructuring, but with time enough to face the impending threat from Tau with renewed and absolute vigor.\r\nOr not. Perhaps the rot is too deep. Perhaps the father should abandon his children. Perhaps it is time for a new philosophy. Hmmm.\r\nLife's just a bargain like any other. Yours is no different. Would you like a seat at my new table? Perhaps with your… masked friends alongside? The Business, was it? A curious name. And Eudico, of course. All people who know what they want.\r\nI know what they want. But what about you? Tell me, friend: what is it you Desire?",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/Quests/DGQLoreFrag0010Onkko": "In the dying days of the Orokin, with forums and promenades still blood-wet from Tenno betrayal, a colossal Sentient descended upon Ancient Er, falling from distant stars to deliver upon Orokin a terrible and final ruin. Tower upon Tower fell to its weapons, but one withstood. The Tower of the Unum. The Tenno scattered, but one remained. Gara. She and the Unum - inseparable. The Unum: lodestone of our people, and subject of a hundred stories herself. The Sentient was a deformed creature, twisted and massive, sent from some dark fold of distant space^ a warped thing wounded by daylight. By night it was a terror, felling Tower after Tower, Citadel after Citadel. By day it hid, blinded and pained. It was during the day that Gara roamed, yearning to strike it from Creation while it cowered, weakened and blind, to safeguard her beloved Unum. But never could Gara find it.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/Quests/DGQLoreFrag0020Onkko": "By night the Sentient was abroad, its titanic mass casting a terrible shadow across the land, the mass of it railing against the walls of the Tower, yet kept at bay by the exertion of the Unum's collossal will and the sacrifice of her faithful. But such exertions could not be maintained forever. Gara yearned to strike out, to lash and tear at the monstrosity that threatened her love, but the Unum forbade it. At night the Sentient was at the height of its power, and Gara's light would make her the most tempting of targets to a creature of such profound darkness. Gara's death would be certain. No. A different strategy was required.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/Quests/DGQLoreFrag0030Onkko": "The Sentient prowled and pressed and failed, never risking too much - for the Sentient could not reproduce. What it lost it lost forever. It had killed many cities before, felled many Towers, but this little one prevailed. Why, it pondered in many voices, was that? The Unum knew she could not defend forever, nor could her faithful throw their bodies against the Sentient in perpetuity. So she gave her followers some of her blood - her refined Temple kuva - and they in turn gave it to the animals of the land, and the animals became an extension of her and she became an extension of them. And the animals roamed, and searched. And they found where the Sentient chose to hide itself.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/Quests/DGQLoreFrag0040Onkko": "The Sentient sensed this subterfuge, and capturing one of the Unum's animals opened it up for examination. And what little of the Unum that was present there... lit the Sentient's mind like the dark star from which it had fallen. The Sentient, you see, could not procreate. But in the Temple kuva it tasted healing. Completeness. A future. It devoured each and every last Unum-animal, but it was not enough. The Sentient turned its hundreds of eyes toward the Tower with new understanding: it would not destroy the Tower. It would become the Tower. It would kill the Unum, take her place and, one with that healing palace, give birth to a race of itself. Gara and Unum knew where the Sentient was. The Sentient knew the Tower was the future of its race. The Sentient threw itself at the Tower, no longer cautious, taking great losses and knowing the prize was worthy of it. Should it succeed all losses would be replaced a thousand-fold. This is when, across the Plains, the great pylons ignited for the first time. Sheets of energy sprung up between them, powered by the will of the Unum at their epicenter, trapping the monstrosity within. Loyal Gara, unwilling to heed inaction any longer, broke from the side of the Unum and flew out at night, her eyes on the Sentient Mind.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/Quests/DGQLoreFrag0050Onkko": "The Sentient, torn between its most coveted prize and a mortal threat, broke from the Tower and turned back on itself to defend itself from noble Gara. But Gara's eyes were not for the Sentient - but for the glittering, man-sized device resting just beyond the gates. It had not been there before, but it was there now. It swatted Gara from the sky, drew it to herself, meaning to end her life there and then. The battle was terrible. Gara sustained injuries she would not survive. But! In her final moments brave Gara seized upon the device her beloved Unum had crafted, seized it to her breast, and allowed the Sentient to draw her in one final time. Toward its body. Toward its core. Toward the seat of its intelligence. From within the Sentient unfurled myriad feelers, probes, tendrils - viciously-toothed and made for killing. They swept toward Gara, violently, and the Glass Warrior made no defense. Her defense was her final attack. The device detonated, and the Unum cried out as night lit as day. The battle - the terror - was ended. The Tower walls shook. The Sentient's body shuddered^ wracked by a cacophonous energy. Forests fell as piece after piece, giant body after giant body crashed to the Plains and marshes and flatlands. Animals fled in spreading waves from pounding sky-high walls of dust, angered and whipped to fury by the death of a god. The last of Gara's energy arced from body-to-body, machine-to-machine, piece-to-piece, a horizon-wide applause of light beautiful and terrible. And then… silence. All was still. The Unum's adherents wandered through the haze, calling for one another, lost in a miasma. Husbands seizing onto wives, children onto parents. It was over. Gara was never seen again. The Sentients, then, became as they are now: senseless, wandering, yearning for a unity they sense more than remember. And the Unum. The Unum survived, alone, for centuries. Until today. When you stand here, reading this. This is Onkko, Cetus Archivist, with my translation of the Gara legend.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/RevenantMask/DRevMaskShrineOne0080Nakak": "Why do I remember this? The land here, killing hot, full of strangeness. This is where Gara vanquished the Sentient! Where its essence fell into the ground, trapped in some unworldly between. It wanted out. At moon-rise its ghostly tendrils would emerge, seeking form, seeking… return. And this… this was the warden… a Warframe. I can see it, like a dream repeating… The tendril emerging, night after night, and the warden, night after night, cutting it down… until the warden himself was lost. How?",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/RevenantMask/DRevMaskShrineThree0170Nakak": "I see… The tendril once again. Instead of striking it... the lost one… he extends a hand to the Eidolon?! Khanung! What was he thinking? He's like Mukha on the tower. Every day, Mukha clamored across the tower ledges and scaffolds - nothing happened, day in and day out... Routine took his fear away. Uhh... Tenno - I see the tendril has him now. The lost one. He's become an anchor for the Eidolon - to pull itself into our world! The lost one struggles, pulling back, but it's too late! The Eidolon begins to emerge. But… the lost one realizes - he stops… he lets go... And so he falls. Falls from this world of the living and down, down, down, into the next. Mukha, that so was stupid.",
+    "/Lotus/Language/Subtitles/RevenantMask/DRevMaskShrineTwo0130Nakak": "Ugh… here we go again. I remember… the pool glows, the tendril emerges... and this Warframe draws its weapon to destroy it yet again… wait… no. He does not strike this time, he watches. Why? The phantom tendril grips trees and rocks, probing for substance... then fear returns and the lost one slashes the phantom, sending it back to its purgatory...",
     "/Lotus/Language/Suits/AbsorbAbilityAugment1Name": "Assimilate",
     "/Lotus/Language/Suits/AbsorbAbilityAugment1PvPName": "Singularity",
     "/Lotus/Language/Suits/AbsorbAbilityDesc": "Nyx draws in and contains the damage dealt to her and the damage confused enemies deal to each other then converts it into a devastating radial blast. Following the blast, she enters a brief invulnerable state and gains a Weapon Damage boost proportional to the absorbed damage.",