Arenanet has released some story/lore leading up to the start of Living World Season 3.
RATA NOVUS LOGâ€”ENTRY #08
This is bliss! I have to admit, when the commander left with the others, I was a tiny bit nervous about staying here by myself, but what a dream this turned out to be! I havenâ€™t slept in a week, and I donâ€™t want to sleep for at least another two! Or three. Maybe four. (Note: Look into alternative to sleep.) Thereâ€™s so much data here, this place should have been called Data Novus! (Note: Does lack of sleep make you smart and hilarious? I think so.) It feels like itâ€™ll be almost impossible to go through it all by myselfâ€¦ But the last thing I want is some other nosy researcher horning in on my work. So many theories are swirling around in my brain; I know Iâ€™m on the verge of something big. I just need time to draw some solid conclusions.
One of the more remarkable things I discovered here is a replication (or maybe the original prototype?) of the ley-line map we found just outside of Tarir. The magical network of ley energy is alive! It goes this way, and then that way. One minute itâ€™s here, and then the next itâ€™s over there! I had no idea it was in constant flux. Although Iâ€™ve had a little contact with friends on the outside, I wouldnâ€™t need their input to tell you definitively that the commanderâ€™s mission was successful! Mordremoth is no more! There was an intense light coming from that part of the jungle, and then one morning I woke up and it had dimmed, and the rest of the map was lit up like a Lunar New Year fireworks show!
Iâ€™m developing a system to track and log the flow of magic. I hope to find some sort of pattern. I mean, it canâ€™t just be completely chaotic, can it? Or maybe it canâ€¦ Maybe it has to be! But at the same time, maybe it canâ€™t be! Both arguments make an equal amount of sense to me right nowâ€¦ (Note: Investigate impact of sleep deprivation on rational thought.)
Iâ€™ve observed that the egg chamber is definitely brighter than it was. Caithe told me she was going to check on the egg and make sure it was okay. (Note: Of course she is.) I have a hypothesis about her Wyld Hunt, but Iâ€™ll keep that to myself in case this journal ever gets away from me. (If it does and youâ€™re reading it, Caithe: Hi, friend! Youâ€™re the greatest and you always make the best decisions!) (Commander, if youâ€™re reading this: wink, wink.)
Okay, I just reread those last few sentences and itâ€™s possibleâ€”though not very plausibleâ€”Iâ€™m cracking up. Maybe I could use someone to talk toâ€¦ But not a real someone. Theyâ€™d just slow me down or worse. Oh! I almost forgot about Scruffy! Heâ€™s not a real someone! I miss the big guy. Iâ€™ll have to formulate a new design for himâ€¦ But do I have time to get sidetracked? No. I canâ€™t. Not now at least. Anyway, Iâ€™m getting along just fine! Besides, I can always talk to my new friend, Plant! Sheâ€™s a beautiful little fern who sprouted from one of the cracks in the floor of the dragon lab. Sheâ€™s pretty cool, but quiet and green. Kinda like a shy Sylvari. (Note: Does the number of sleepless nights correlate to the amount of new flora friendships? Conclusion: Highly probable, but who cares? New friends!)
Wait, what was that? Hmmmâ€¦if I didnâ€™t know better, Iâ€™d say it sounded like the gate powering up. Curious. Plant, keep an eye on my journal, Iâ€™ll be right back!