[center][h2] The Caretaker [/h2][/center]

Takes the datapad. "How strange. I was never meant to be a scholar or historian; only a caretaker left behind. But now... perhaps my role has changed. I will impart whatever knowledge I can to you before my end, if only to help you you and your society to learn from the mistakes and successes of my own." 

[center][h2] Caalin Daemon [/h2][/center]

I smile. "Wow. You turned the 'entity' we feared so much into an ally. Congrats. Marek would have been proud."