"It looks like a small moon: this huge silver sphere a few miles across. But that's just what we can see. The Traveler is a being of pure Light, and its power alters the world in ways that defy conventional physics. It can change the gravity of a planet, give life to the dead. Imbue weapons and armor with new properties. When the enemy came, the Traveler fought to defend us, and suffered terrible wounds in the battle. Now it's dead, or dormant, but it still floats above our city and protects us. Sometimes we call it a god, though I don't think it ever asked for that."

"Not even we know much about it."

She hmms over the numbers a bit, glancing at Ghost to correct her when she answers, "We have one last city, and I think a few million people there. Our enemies never stop pressing us, not for the last few centuries, but the Wall holds strong. The Darkness isn't snuffing us out any time soon."

She can't help but peer a bit closer when Adia looks away. "...You think maybe the first he knew about it was when they activated him- his mission programming, I mean? That'd be a damned dirty thing to pull on someone. I don't know if suicide was his only way out, but you have to respect that kind of courage."