This was the point where I first learned of the cynical name given to the mysterious race by the rest of the galaxy. They are called the "Meddlers," possessing the galaxy's most advanced technology and keenest sense of curiosity. They also seem to have no sense of responsibility, and so their most oft-seen method of experimentation is to descend upon an unsuspecting planet or race, change something, and see what happens. Take the case of this planet. They erected an enormous power core, capable of sustaining the energy requirements of even the greediest planets, and then, through an intermediary, gave the inhabitants the knowledge necessary to draw power from it to meet their energy needs. This planet was in the middle of a Dark Age at the time, and so the ones placed in charge of maintaining the generator ended up being an order of druids! The oldest and most revered members of the order can be seen here involved in an annual (and wholly unnecessary) ritual in which they bless the generator to ensure its longevity. So, if you were ever wondering about the punchline to the joke, "What happens when you give a gigantic generator to a superstitious race?" . . .