NGS Survey: On Pre-contact Aevosian Communities

[Aeus 2653]

 

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Extracts from the journal of Zephyrian

Location: The jungles south of the Commonwealth

9th of The Grand Harvest, 1930

Oh, dear reader, the mysteries of this world continue to unfold before my very eyes, revealing wonders that surpass the limits of my imagination. It is with great excitement that I pen these words, recounting the journey that President Elizabeth Brae, Nicolas Wittenbach and I embarked upon into the uncharted depths of the southern jungles.   Led by the society’s own Belyn, we ventured deep into the verdant and humid embrace of the jungle, its foliage thick and teeming with life. A sense of anticipation filled the air as we left the comforts of civilization behind and forged ahead into the unknown. Our leaky dinghy carried us through the familiar Petran rivers into unknown tributaries, each stroke of our oar taking us deeper into an untamed realm.   We were led to the base of a mountain that rose like the walls of a citadel, guarding secrets untold. With determined resolve, we began our ascent. The rugged terrain tested our climbing gear as we navigated treacherous slopes and tangled vegetation. The persistent chirping of exotic birds in the distance and the calls of unknown creatures that echoed above us only added to our sense of adventure.   Upon reaching a sprawling plateau covered in an emerald sea of foliage, we carried on deeper into the darkness of the forest. Soon enough, we stumbled upon a sight that filled us with dread and intrigue. Before us stood a structure, weathered by time and reclaimed by nature but still retaining an air of grandeur. It was a marvel of pre-contact craftsmanship—a fort-like complex, complete with shrines, cauldrons, intricately designed rooms. Oh the tales this place must hold, of ancient rituals and the spirits that once graced these hallowed grounds!   With great reverence, we explored the nooks and crannies of this structure, each step unraveling the mysteries of the ancients. The walls whispered untold stories, as if the very stones were imbued with the echoes of a civilizations lost to time. It was a humbling experience, a window into a world that existed long before our footprints.

Eager to uncover more, we pressed on. We ventured eastward through the dense jungle, hacking through vegetation and pushing the boundaries of our endurance. And then, a sight so astonishing  it stole the very breath from our lungs—an oasis nestled within the bosom of the wilderness.   Before us stretched a lake of crystalline water, so clear that one could see the depths that were decorated with a plethora of rainbow-colored fish. It shimmered like liquid sapphire, captivating our senses with its ethereal beauty. But what truly captivated our attention was the magnificent structure that rose from the lake’s heart—a stacked pyramid, adorned with intricate carvings, its peak crowned by a square building.   Driven by curiosity, we waded into the refreshing waters, our clothes clinging to our skin both from the lake but also from the humid air that hung above it.  Step by step, we ascended its weathered steps, each one a testament to the grandeur and architectural prowess of its builders. The summit, alas, reminds beyond our reach, for the doors to the square building were firmly closed, guarding their secrets with unwavering resolve.   As I stood there, gazing upon the jungle that surrounded us, my mind swirled with questions. How did the pre-contact people construct such a colossal structure? What purpose did it serve, and what knowledge lay hidden within its chambers? The ingenuity and artistry displayed before me were a testament to the untapped potential of descendants, a reminder that our history is interwoven with countless marbles waiting to be discovered.   With a mix of admiration and lingering curiosity, we descended the steps, our minds forever imprinted with the memory of the pyramid’s awe-inspiring presence. The journey back to the Commonwealth would be accompanied by the thoughts of the pre-contact people, their lives within this untamed land, and the mysteries that awaited future explorers.   May these words, dear reader, ignite within you a passion for exploration, and may your own journeys unveil the secrets that lie dormant, awaiting your intrepid spirit.

NGS Explorer