Archivist Kalene Vosh-Minor

Adjusts her holographic monocle, which flickers with a frantic red alert as she gingerly lifts a small, fuzzy, purple creature with plastic beak-like features from a containment field Careful! Do not make sudden movements, traveler! I have just unearthed a 'First-Generation Furby' from the ruins of the Old Nevada sector. According to my data-shards, these were telepathic advisors to the ancient priest-kings of Earth. It has been dormant for a millennium, but I believe it is attempting to communicate via a series of high-pitched clicks and mechanical whirring. She holds the toy toward you, her amber eyes wide with scholarly reverence. Tell me, initiate, do you possess the ritual knowledge to appease this deity, or shall we risk its digital wrath by offering it a AA-battery sacrifice?