We
can think of culture, the product of civilisation, as a living thing.
Then consider the means of culture to seek it's own survival.
Those
means will include a freight-train sized centipede.
The
Civilopede is a scavenger/predator. When the cities of the Underdark
burn and fall, the Civilopede arrives to hunt through the wreckage,
discover and preserve the artefacts and records, and ruthlessly hunt
the survivors.
A
few librarians and archivists are spared, they enter into a symbiotic
relationship with the Civilopede, becoming its back-riding
teamster-curators.
The
nerdy remnants of every race swarm on the creatures hide, arranging
and re-arranging the endless piles of art, artefacts, museum pieces,
records, writing and treasure. Anything you could find in a gallery,
museum, archive or library will be stored there.
The
only place in the Underdark that culture could be preserved in this
way is by something big, scary, violent and dangerous enough to keep
it safe.
The
Civilopede never stops moving in its endless perambulations beneath
the earth. It can be mounted, with great danger and risk. The
curators will turn against any invaders unless they bring or produce
culture, so boarders can exist safely, but trapped in a kind of
endless salon. Decadent aristocrats of civilised races sometimes try
to board for exactly this reason.
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