ARK: The Complete Survival Stories (Scorched Earth)

i believe that my theory about this island being curated is back in play in fact it's possible that the animals themselves are genetically modified when i chose that remote northern cave as the site of my spectacular spelunking sir john i'd never imagined that i'd find such wonders within how dare they question my honor after all i've done they have no right only when i have brought this island into a new age shall i be content after much deliberation i've decided to accept mr nerva's offer if i want a fair go at actually surviving whatever happens when the obelisk activates i'll need backup in woodsworth's name i will take his head the mysteries of the obelisks are mine to uncover not miss walkers or even mr nervous mine everything i've bled for is gone for what for a view i don't have the answers to any of these questions or the dozens of others that kept popping into my head but somehow i'll find the truth [Music] [Applause] [Music] hmm [Music] [Music] [Music] even at this distance the great obelisk is beautiful it is like a pillar of amundra's light given solid form i wish we could have made our camp right beside it but the others thought that might draw unwanted attention at least we are close enough to be in its shadow and drink from the river that runs beneath it i always face it when i pray to hathur and though i can feel the skepticism in my companion's gazes my faith is unshaken for it was my faith that guided us here to this place rich with water and resources all agree that it is the ideal location for a settlement wherever we are the gods are watching over us i know it construction has been going well none of us are architects but we have been adjusting to our roles gerisha's broad shoulders and booming a keen mind and we started making better progress once i convinced him to stop hauling rocks and start drawing up plans that let amir focus on starting a garden where he is more at home i have focused on trying to keep us organized and maintaining our spirits myself i wish i could do more sadly while a priestess has many gifts manual labor is not one of them i often find myself winded before midday i pray that the others do not find me burdensome back in luxor i always try to stay out of politics i never aspired to be divine adoratis as some priestesses did i found that such selfish ambitions often led to suffering both for oneself and for others so in gerisha refer to me as our leader today i found myself surprised i had never asked for such a position and the others have never bestowed it on me in any official manner it just happened naturally i am not sure what to make of it but if this is hatfur's will then i will try to guide these people as best as i can our settlement has grown so quickly during these hectic months so many wandering souls have found their way here seeking shelter and companionship i have done my best to welcome everyone i can if treated with understanding most become productive loyal members of our community but i am no fool i know that hearts can have two natures hathor offers compassion while sehmet brings devastation as we grow in size we become a riper target for those with malice in their hearts gerisha has tried to organize a militia but i fear it is inadequate for now i must be wary and pray that the gods send us a true warrior old habits die hard i suppose i'm living proof i woke up stark naked who knows where with who knows what lodged in my arm just weeks later and i'm already back to robin folks at gunpoint this place may not be texas or the arizona territory but i'm the same john dakia i don't know why that makes me restless i didn't mind this life before but then i didn't exactly choose it i just stumbled into it or at least that's what i told myself so much for that maybe this is just who i am [Music] sometimes the pennies a man won't part with willingly worth less than the words he'll share with any stranger some of my new partners don't see that blondie's particularly blind to it he's always looking for an excuse to pull the trigger he's stubborn as hell even still gets mad we call him blondie as if any of us can pronounce that name of his but if blondie were calling the shots that hunter wouldn't have told us about the group gathering to the southeast and they'll have a lot more for the taking than animal hides [Music] i can't believe how easy this was there weren't many guards to begin with and the few they've got are more likely to shoot you a smile than a bullet we just walked right in the settlement is even bigger than we expected it's impressive protection aside everyone working together to build their own little paradise not that it'll last if you ask them they'll credit their leader a woman called rye the others have spread out to find where supplies are stored but i'm feeling curious maybe i'll go find this mystery woman it might be interesting i don't know what brought me to this desert my old man would say it was the spirits of our ancestors other folks might say god whatever it was after talking to that woman i realized now that i've been wasting what it's given me i have no history here there are no posters showing off my sneering face no posses hunting me i can be any man i choose so today i'm making a choice the folks here don't deserve to be robbed what they deserve is protection and i'm the man to protect them hell maybe they'll even call me sheriff it took longer than i had hoped but the gods have heard my prayers at least i believe so when i imagined what a true warrior might be like i cannot say that i imagined captain dakaya he speaks stairly has no sense of decorum and in general is rather prickly he was nigh unapproachable for the whole day when we decided his position should be called captain instead of the nonsense word he proposed yet he has been getting results or so i am told when i find time i ought to observe him in action myself blondie didn't approve of my decision i've never been very good at persuasion so i let my pistol make my case the others saw it my way after that convincing ryer was a lot less trouble she knew the settlements guards weren't exactly the cream of the crop and if i'd wanted trouble i'd have already made it when ryan talks people listen i can tell that much from watching him but in a lawless plays like this words aren't enough it didn't take long for us to come to terms well i suppose i better inspect the troops maybe a few of them can chew now i know how the old man felt while he was teaching me how to hunt he stopped seeing eye to eye even before i left the tribe i'll always thank him for the time he spent telling me the same damn things over and over again must have drove him wild inside but he never showed it hasn't been easy to imitate that patience half of this sorry bunch is green as grass and the half that isn't rather hold a spear than a gun at least they're improving even if it's at the speed of molasses her highness stops by on occasion thankfully it's just for a gander this would be even harder with distractions i am still not accustomed to the loud fiery weapons that our new captain is training his men to use their power is so destructive that it seems almost too much for any mortal man to possess yet captain dakaya strolls up and down his line of trainees like they are wielding wooden swords and twirls his own weapon almost absent-mindedly it is somewhat unnerving to find someone so calm around such instruments of death but i suppose that is why he has had such success in securing our borders i can only hope that we need but one captain dakaya and that i never have to use those weapons myself it has been such a blessing to be able to spread hathur's joy and love to so many people at first my daily prayers garnered but a few curious observers yet soon observations turned to questions and questions turned to participation now there are so many of us that we have even begun to construct a shrine i truly wish that i could teach these eager new students all day long but my duty to the village must come first perhaps when our future here is finally secure i shall be able to live the life of a priestess again but for now i have too many people counting on me i cannot abandon them my patchwork posse had their first real test today some of our gatherers ran into those big lizards a few miles west of the village and one of them managed to come call for help luckily the others had tucked themselves away in an outcropping and we got everyone back safe and sound well except for the frenchman he forgot that when you shoot at those big bastards shoot right back took them hours to get those barbs out of his arm when we got back i think i heard the words thank you more than any other day in my life i didn't really know what to say in return the townsfolk may be grateful for my protection but that doesn't mean they like me i don't mind they're looking for social graces they ought to find her highness ryan hates that nickname she thinks i'm calling her stuck up and i suppose i am just a little i can't imagine that woman's hands ever saw a callus before she got here that's not the whole of it though take this business with that tower she's got folks from all sorts of places praying to the damn thing she never really asked them to they just want to follow her lead it's like she's wearing an invisible crown can't decide whether that's comforting or concerning names are a curious thing we assign them great weight yet they do not change the substance of the person place or thing they belong to i suppose that line of thinking is why i never dwelled on the name of our humble village yet now that it has grown to become somewhat less humble our home can go nameless no longer people must call it something to that end nosti is as good a name as any i am told that it means to know in some old important language and whatever our citizens intended that to symbolize when they chose it i know this while we are here we are under the protection of the gods [Music] lost souls from all across the desert continue to prostrate themselves before nasty skates i adamantly refuse to turn away anyone that does not mean us any harm but i realize that has left us with many mouths to feed as a result gnosti's fields are its most valuable asset fortunately gerisha's designs and my organization of labor and resources have once again proven effective not only did we implement an efficient irrigation system but we have encased our crops in a large protective structure made of a clear shiny substance called glass every morning it sparkles with amundra's light like a great gym a beautiful reminder of what we can accomplish when we are united in purpose my van to misfit lawman may finally be coming together it's been a whole week since someone shot themselves in a leg or pissed their britches over a raptor maybe i'll finally be able to get some decent shutout probably too much to hope for every day nasty grows a little bigger i have a few more problems to solve those giant bugs from the other day for example found two of them playing around with a pickaxe a few miles north of the river i've never heard of any animal using tools not outside of the legends the elders used to tell me about big owl and coyote it doesn't seem natural something damaged the water pipe outside of town yesterday when a crew went to repair it they were attacked by a whole mess of mantises my boys and i drove them off but we were too late to save the engineers i know it sounds crazy i think those madnesses cut through that pipe on purpose to draw us out if i'm right i'm more concerned about them than anything the stories about big al and coyote big owl was the huge scary one coyote was more dangerous because he was clever he tripped man and monster alike and everyone feared it i never believed those stories but i sure remembered the lesson despite our best efforts and the blessing of the gods tragedy is unavoidable in these strange lands yesterday it struck nasty once more in the form of a mentis attack and while i could not undo what had been done i hope that i was able to bring some small comfort to those who knew the victims best though we lack resources to properly enter the dead in tombs we still held a ceremony in their memory and i made time to speak privately with anyone who wished to between that and my usual duties i am physically and emotionally exhausted but when my people are suffering i cannot afford to rest [Music] i was worried that ryan would fight some of the new precautions my boy's been taking but i guess i've earned a looser leash i suppose i had to lay off the highness talk then seems only fair the other day we even shot the breeze a little first time we've talked about something besides what needs doing seems we're both a little worn out unlike me she's used to being respectable and responsible being in charge means everyone wants your time and attention this place hasn't been easy on either of us or anyone else i'm still kicking so far come on may i don't plan on stopping early on i handled all of nasty's trade negotiations and i have had trouble growing out of that habit i suppose that is why every caravan or hunter that passes through our gates knows my name some still insist on speaking with me personally but i do not mind i find these dealings rather engaging it is like playing a game of words one such caravan arrived yesterday bearing a hall of metal ingots our venerable captain has suggested that i bring a contingent of guards to the negotiations but i would rather not if our guests are intimidated they may back out and i would be remiss to waste such an opportunity [Music] something like this was bound to happen one day the bigger the town gets the more value rye has to it what happens to valuable things people try to steal them it wasn't a bad idea holding her for ransom like that too bad for those raiders that this is my town i picked most of them off with a rifle as they tried to force her onto a pack animal my men finished a few others as they fled one tried surrendering but i had to send a message if you pull a stunt like that in my goddamn town you won't get any mercy not a single shred of it i shall gladly admit that i heard i shall even admit that i owe captain dakaya my life and offer him all the gratitude he is due yet that does not excuse such merciless behavior those so-called merchants may have stoop to viciousness and cruelty by trying to kidnap me but that one had surrender there was no need to execute him on the spot was there it is so hard to see where light ends and darkness begins in this violent place perhaps if i could adequately protect myself we could have avoided needless bloodshed yes i think it is time i shall master these explosive weapons and captain dakaya is going to help me that woman's got some nerve i save her hiding the next day rya's scolding me for putting down a defenseless kidnapper harley even thanked me first what'd she expect me to do give him free room and board for the rest of his days let him go so we can tell every bandit in the desert how soft we are i told her that if she didn't like the way i protected her then she can protect herself should have kept my damn mouth shut now i'm stuck teaching her how to shoot three times a week that'll be at it forever too she couldn't hit a bison's ass for five phases do believe that my pupil is the first deadeye egyptian priestess the world's ever seen it took a few months rise just too stubborn to quit i shouldn't have been so hard on her trying to keep your faith and traditions in a doggy dog world isn't easy hell i couldn't even do it myself and that was before giant lizards were looking to take a bite out of my backside during one lesson she told me the story about how her goddess had a nice side and a nasty one i think she meant something else the way i see it we're the goddess she's nice i'm nasty we keep each other in check [Music] step by step i am learning how to shoot during my first few lessons the weapons almost jumped out of my hand when i fired them but my arms have grown stronger and my aim truer captain dakaya's presence has been helpful the same calm that i found unnerving from afar has been steadying from up close he does not waste his breath on exaggerated praise or criticism he simply keeps me focused on what i need to do and everything else just falls away considering where i started he has been very patient with me perhaps i should be more patient with him in ancient times gentle hathur took the form of the fierce warrior goddess ahmed and unleashed her wrath upon the human world yet even during her relentless slaughter hathor was within sehmit as sehmet was always within hathor and when she was eventually calmed the peaceful goddess of joy and love returned as it is with the goddess so it is with mankind the vicious can become kind and the kind-hearted can become violent for all his past transgressions captain dakaya is no different he did not grasp hathur and sehmet's tale when i told it to him the other day but if he keeps trying to better himself then perhaps one day he will in principle i have turned into a competent marksman yet in practice how would i fare when the time comes could i end another human life i am not so sure my mouth grows dry with fear at the very thought the warrior spirit of sekhmet surely resides somewhere within the recesses of my heart but search as i may i cannot find it as training i offered to put down some of our bees that had grown deathly ill it was a merciful act but it still drew tears from my eyes and twisted my stomach into knots i must learn to act in spite of these feelings my life may depend on it one day despite my best efforts i know that i have strayed from the teachings and customs that i learned so meticulously back home out of necessity i have adapted it to both the needs of hathor's new followers and the circumstances we all face in this desert for example celebrating the gods with feasts and festivals in their name would be wasteful this sacrifice is particularly unfortunate for my students deserve some sort of reward for their diligence perhaps i can still organize a modest celebration of some sort in fact maybe the whole village should have one just to raise everyone's spirits even our venerable captain might enjoy that ah but i ask for miracles even after all this time in nasty i have trouble sleeping in the same bed every night sometimes i'll just toss and turn until i give up and go to sleep beneath the stars hell i'm not sure we ever slept in the same spot twice back in the russo gang thought i'd live that way forever wild and free like doc russo probably died guns blazing like him too sounded better to me than withering away with the rest of my tribe as the world passed us by i don't think doc would recognize me now i'm not the apache nephew he taught to read and shoot matter of fact if he were here i'd probably have to shoot him i expected those mantises to come back not like this they came at the village from two sides at the same time the way they moved they were more coordinated than any wolfpack they worked together like men would took nearly half a day to fend them off they didn't leave us without scars if attacks like this become common we're going to be in a heap of trouble so i've decided to round up my best man to track these critters down we've got to at least find out where they're coming from [Music] i trust our captain's judgment on matters of defense but i still feel ill at ease with his decision to sally against these mantises it is not that he has left the village unprotected quite the contrary i fear that his own contingent is too small i know that i should not be concerned he personally vouched for the caliber of his team and i have more immediate priorities our walls and gates need repairs our infirmary needs supplies and our morale needs bolstering i have been scrambling to and fro with such constant urgency that rings have formed beneath my eyes yet when i finally earn a moment's respite i am restless with worry the people of nasty come from so many different places and they all have different ways of thinking on occasion this incites conflict several weeks ago two newcomers came to blows over a long-standing feud between their home nations and just the other day i had to harshly discipline one of my own disciples for harassing the villagers who worshipped that wooden cross one time a man even challenged me to a duel for nasty's leadership yet those same two people who engaged in fisticuffs now work to repair our western gate and it is stronger for their combined efforts perhaps that is why the gods have brought us all here to help us understand each other we've been tracking these damn things for ages i can't believe they traveled so far just to attack us something like that has to be deliberate i already knew these bugs were smart but if they're that determined to kill us then we've got to wipe them out here and now that's easier said than done there's a whole mess of them here can't say i've heard of any mantises living in a group like this but i'm no expert when it comes to animals certainly not in this crazy place at any rate i've got to come up with some kind of plan shooting them one by one won't do the trick [Music] i'm glad i decided to take sasha with me russian showed up in nasty less than a month ago she already knew her way around a gun says she learned it in a place called gru never heard of it but apparently they teach you all sorts of tricks there like how to make bombs more powerful than dynamite the caves the mantises are holed up and are filled with sulfur so if we set sasha's bombs in the right spot we should be able to wipe them all out at once provided we can shoot our way in and out without becoming mantis chow well captain time to earn your title i can't recall the journey back to town but i remember the caverns mantises didn't take too kindly to our intrusion look half my man with them before blew him to hell well one came at us while we were celebrating i pushed sasha out of the way like a damn fool then i got myself skewered that rise got me all cooped up until i finished recovering trying to tie me to the bed if i tried to leave i'd probably drop myself nuts if she didn't keep me company so often she was even here when i first woke up i admit i was glad to see the sight [Music] for days i have prayed for both hathor's compassion and sahmit's healing powers and for days i have waited i have faith that they heard me when i first laid eyes on him i thought for sure he was dead or dying but the gods have not yet taken john decay away from me my mind knows that i have other responsibilities to attend to that i cannot afford to spend more time in this room yet i know that if i attempt to attend to my duties my heart will interfere and i cannot neglect it not any longer how long have i wanted this i can't place it exactly feels like i always have i suppose that's how i know it's right it's not just that ryan is beautiful i've known beautiful women before i never got the same feeling when i looked at him never felt this at home around them or anyone for that matter what happened between us when i was stuck in that room it wasn't a heat of the moment decision at least i don't think all i know is that now i don't mind sleeping in the same bed every night anymore without question it was hathor's divine will that sent me here not only so i could spread her joy and compassion but so i could understand her love i know that i knew it before i loved my family i loved my fellow priestesses and i love all those under my care here in nasti yet only when i surrendered myself to it when i let it rush over my body and carry me like the current of a great river did i truly understand it only now can i claim to embody hachur's teachings thanks to john de caya this warrior from a distant time and place and now together we can turn this desert into a paradise [Music] the mood in nasty has been so jubilant lately that i think we may just hold the festival after all and why not we have plenty of cars to celebrate with the mantis third diminished our scouts were able to establish an outpost in the north where they discovered a wealth of thick black oil seeping through the cracks in the earth thanks to this bounty we have been able to create amazing new tools and fill our store houses to the brim a festival would hardly make a dance i am sure my beloved captain will disagree ever the dutiful warrior fortunately i can be quite convincing where john de caya is concerned and for one day we deserve to supplant worry and duty with song and dance maybe i should change my name again seems fitting i started calling myself john about a week after joining up with doc russo the others never called me dacaya anyway so i figured they may as well call me by a name i chose myself that was part of it i think that deep down i also knew that the boy who earned the name dakia was gone for good now i think the outlaw named john decay is gone too so it would make sense to call myself something else then again that may just confuse folks probably not worth the hassle besides i kind of like the way it sounds with an egyptian accent as i watched garisha's team construct the curious bladed tower that is meant to harness the power of shoes winds i could not help but marvel at how far we have come in such a short time nasty has risen from nothing into a true city with wonders that would make even the great pharaohs envious for all its storms and monsters this desert grows less threatening to us each day and fewer people are forced to suffer and die by its hand perhaps one day no one will if we can achieve that then every hardship and every sacrifice we have endured will have been worth it things have been quiet for a while now downright pleasant even at least that was the case until one of our hunting parties went missing about five days ago well they're not missing anymore at least what's left of them scoured every inch of their camp and still can't figure out who attacked them there aren't many prints from animals the ones we found aren't like any creature i've seen there's scorch marks of plenty though maybe it was a group of raiders some of those new flame spewing weapons that i've heard tell about whatever it was i'll see to it that they lived just long enough to regret it finally tracked down our culprit this morning damn he was one big mean son of a gun he had wings like a bat the head of lizard spat fire from it now i've never seen anything like it not even here fortunately anything will die if you put enough bullets in its head one of my men called it a wiver but he'd never actually seen one before said it was just a legend no one in town had spotted one either it's where'd it come from it just suddenly fly here from parts unknown this whole affair doesn't survive with me gives me a bad feeling folks have been spotting a lot more of these wyvern creatures they're not just throwing fire every which way either some spit lightning harassing on top of that those big pillars are acting funny i checked with sasha since she doesn't buy into that hathaway business but she sees it too it's making me restless between this and the mantises it's starting to feel like this place once is gone i know that can't be right there were no spirits of the land to stop the frontiersmen back home and they're not here still i should talk to rod that tower is dangerous she shouldn't be worshiping it over the last few days the lights of the great obelisks have been pulsing with a rhythm and intensity that i have never seen before it is a beautiful soothing sight particularly at night it almost looks like they are singing a song to the stars above surely this is a sign of the god's favor hathor is offering us her blessing having another festival would be exorbitant so i have organized a special round of ceremonies and prayers after dusk instead thus far they have gone wonderfully and everyone has left with renewed faith and vigor i wonder how long this display will last [Music] sometimes i wonder how jean can carry on with no faith in a higher purpose or power and eyes that see threats everywhere even when we are safe and secure he insists on sleeping with a weapon at arm's length it is no wonder that he suddenly believes the obelisks could be dangerous fortunately i have enough faith for the both of us i have faith that he will protect us from the flying lizards that have recently appeared i have faith that the obelisks would never harm us and i even have faith that i shall forgive his constant prodding on the latter that final matter might require some additional effort on his part however he has been simply relentless about it i shouldn't have expected her to listen ryze kept her faith this long so there was no way a few wyverns and talking to were going to change that even if that talking to came from me still i'm not about to take any chances whether it's wyverns mantises or giant towers nothing's harm in this town it's especially not harming her prayer groups are getting extra guards and i don't care if she likes it i expect she won't in fact i'll probably have to sleep under the stars for the next few nights oh well i suppose that's what you'd call a long-term investment for all my caution i could have never prepared for this yesterday the tower started flashing and glowing like a damn lightning when i saw that i saddled up one of our cats and went to find rye as fast as i could within minutes round was crumbling beneath us like the land was trying to swallow nasty hole once i swung right up on the saddle i had to ride like a man possessed our cat leaping across broken buildings as they slipped into the ground even then we barely made it we're the only ones i spotted sasha hanging onto a ledge as we escaped i couldn't get to her time for all that's left what did i do wrong despite every trial and tribulation i kept my faith in hatred amundra and all the gods no i did more than that i gave them new followers i built shrines for them and held ceremonies for them so why why did the obelisks light up the sky and pull down such a terrible doom upon my new home why would the gods tear their very earth asunder and send all that i have built and cherished tumbling into the abyss where did i betray them were it not for john i would not even be able to ask such questions i would just be some dead fool whose last act would have been to beg for salvation from the very gods who have forsaken me [Music] my mind is filled with the dead i see the smiling faces of my students eager to learn i hear gerisha's laugh deep and merry i see the outstretched hands of jon's trusted lieutenant as she fell into the darkness below jean tells me not to blame myself that what happened was unpredictable yet how can i not feel guilty when i let so many to worship the instruments of our destruction all the while promising to keep them safe somehow i must bury these emotions and focus on the present as trump does if i cannot tear my mind away from what i have lost i will lose all i have left i cannot let that happen i cannot let the gods take him too i wish i were better with words i just don't know what to tell rye after all that's happened loss like this is always going to ache but nothing i do or say seems to ease the hurt at all no things are ugly when i'm the optimistic one for now just got to keep us focused on staying alive step by step we're going back to the basics hunting water finding food finding shelter this snaggletooth cat and i are all she's got left that means i've got to be steady for somehow i'll make it through this so far so good the cat has helped keep the critters away so i've conserved ammunition we're all stocked up on supplies for the immediate future i'd say we're safe and secure further than immediate though not so sure neither of us are builders they're bigger tougher animals than long tooth cats out there eventually we'll need to find some new friends austin was the biggest settlement in the desert they couldn't have been the only one i heard rumors that a hunting party had seen some buildings to the west sounds like as good a place to start as any damn it old to hell i had everything under control we were gonna make it but i just had to go searching for that town a stupid boneheaded decision it's not that the rumor was wrong their buildings all right crumbling abandoned buildings that are half buried in the sand and hope to a group of damned wyverns that detect us on the way in we managed to give them a slip by taking shelter in this big circular building they've been circling it ever since got enough supplies for nearly a week hopefully they'll lose interest before we start to run dry the wyverns haven't left they're fixated on us well if they want me so bad they'll get it i'm not foolhardy enough to fight them on my own but i can at least insist that ryan take our mount things go south and she'll have a chance to run right if that happens and you're reading this don't go crying on my account the time we've had is more than i could have hoped for besides it'd be downright selfish for me to keep you myself you got so much to offer the world as for me i've only got one true talent those ugly overgrown lizards find out just what that is when i dragged them to hell it was always john [Music] well come on man come at me let's go come on i'm right here do you want me come and get me [Music] you would have been proud of me i controlled my breathing just like you taught me even with the tears streaming down my face even with all the hate and anger in my heart i kept my aim steady and i killed them i killed them all john so why have you abandoned me too you were the survivor not i these creatures should not have been enough to kill you you are too strong i need you too much please come back to me i need to hear your voice i need to see your smile please please [Music] [Music] when i found them i wanted to smash them to bits those eggs were the spawns of the monsters that slew my beloved and they did not deserve my pity yet i also knew they could help me if i could raise these creatures as my own servants then even those traitorous gods of mine could not strike me down i have constructed a great bonfire to mimic the worms provided by their mother and gathered milk from the mightiest of the fallen bees so that i may feed them when they hatch hopefully it is enough no it will be i will raise these creatures i will master them and i will survive i promise you john i will live for both of us [Music] when the creatures first hatched i dared not go near them without weapon in hand but by now we have grown accustomed to each other i once heard that a newborn creature may identify the first living thing it sees as its parent i believe that has occurred here i have become a mother to monsters so be it the gods have forsaken me and my love has been taken from me so gone now is the raya of old gone are the last vestiges of hathor's joy and tranquility let my heart fill with zachman's might and fury and with monsters at my back steel in my hands let the desert know my wrath never shall anyone take from me again be it god beast or man [Music] in all my life i have never seen sir magnificent it was her who freed me and insisted we follow nerva through the portal in the cave the exquisite metal this place is made out of not to mention that bizarre creature the ecosystem on the island was completely artificial from the ground up i'm sure a scientist of my caliber would get something out of them with a little educated feeling how could they have possibly kept it hidden from the world i don't have the answers to any of these questions or the dozens of others that kept popping into my head but somehow i mean to find out somehow i'll find the truth [Applause] [Music] [Applause] [Music] confound those confusing contraptions ah despite my best efforts i could make neither heads nor tails of the consoles i've found in that starlit sanctuary fernando still had that jittery bespectacled assistant of mine from all those years ago what was his name gerald gerrard the one that loved tinkering with the device we'd salvage from the arms of the island's less fortunate inhabitants good lad the inscriptions he found on the inside of those little trinkets were where i first saw the word ark as i recall shame about the incident with the comp socrates if i still had his services perhaps i'd never be in this godforsaken desert oh well stiff upper lip rockwell make the best of it right then now that i've found a shady spot where i can enjoy a brief respite from this desert's dreadful heat it's high time that i set some goals for this expedition if i wonder about aimlessly then i'm sure to meet the same fate as poor gerald first i shall find a local tribe if no other reason than to obtain a proper mountain supplies second i simply must learn more about the strange metal that lines the walls of the sanctuary even with a cursory study i could tell that it possesses wondrous properties but where could i find more of it i must say nothing reminds a man of his own mortality quite like a desolate wasteland as a strap a young lad i could have survived alone in this edit for years well on one occasion i fought off a bengal tangle with naught but an empty flask in my favorite pipe with this makeshift spare the beasts of this land would never have a prayer yet in my old age i can feel this damnable sun sapping my strength with every minute i spend under its unforgiving gaze each day i cover less ground than the day before i must find civilization soon no matter how primitive without the right tools and supplies i fear that this expedition will be incredibly short-lived [Music] i had to pick the desert why the hell did i pick the desert well i suppose pik has a rather strong word for it i'm still not entirely certain just how i got that console working but it suddenly started cycling through holographic images of different space stations similar to the island one that i'd been living on of course i just had to go and press another button while it was showing off one that contained miles and miles of bloody desert and here i am that's just typical of me isn't it always leaping never looking oh well better make the best of it and by that i mean better not die of heat exhaustion my hunting skills are seriously out of practice not that i was ever spectacular but i feel like i'd graduated from smashing bugs with a rock at some point at least i was thoroughly rewarded for my efforts my hunch was spot on these big green bastards are carrying drinkable water on their backs and thank goodness for that i may have never known if i'd killed a red one first since those carry oil instead far less useful when you're dying of thirst let me tell you i may be fighting the inevitable though i am still on foot and still alone definitely miss athena i'm on a roll by sheer coincidence i stumbled into another group of survivors today and they didn't try to kill me or anything if i didn't know how probability actually worked i'd say this recent string of good luck is the universe making up for sending me to the bloody desert in the first place the caravanners were welcoming and the creatures they ride are fascinating they seem like dinosaurs but they also appeared to share some biology with camels bizarre for all its oddities the island never had anything like that i'll have to study them after a nap all this desert survivals left me knackered if i'd ended up on this station instead of that island i'd have never imagined the ecosystem was natural not for two seconds take these mirella tops they're a cross between aceratops a mareladon and a camel and the strangest part there are places in its humps where you can stick a spigot and get clean drinking water tastes like this but not only is it safe it doesn't even harm the morellotops it's crackers definitely the result of genetic engineering but i knew that didn't i it's time to get to the why maybe studying the creatures here with my new perspective will yield some insight today i caught a glimpse of what the caravan is called the endless dunes the desolate sea of sand that apparently surrounds the livable portion of the desert on all sides surely these dunes must end but it's easy to see why one might believe otherwise not only do they stretch onto the horizon which i now know must actually be some kind of holographic projection but they're home to get this giant sand worms that will devour anything that sets foot in their domain i laughed that off at first then i saw a creature the size of a train burst forth from the sand and devour a wild morellotops that had wandered into its territory i suppose i'll just have to learn to walk without rhythm as absurd as the deathworms are i see their purpose they are a natural barrier if this whole place is a space station posing as a real ecosystem then it needs to keep the wildlife and humans inside it contained in a way that appears natural the island accomplished that by simply being an island and the desert does it by other death worms granted a large population of predators with ludicrous kilocalorie needs would never last long in a place devoid of prey but as this is an artificial environment the station can feed or replace the deathworms as needed it's a little convoluted but it makes sense time to go over the facts like the island this desert is a space station posing as a natural environment it is inhabited by a large population of dangerous genetically engineered creatures and a small population of humans that are struggling to survive this whole environment is then deliberately contained by a combination of a holographic horizon and natural barriers assuming the other space stations are at all similar then this whole thing is starting to look like some kind of bizarre experiment on a grand scale yes each station would represent an experimental group and i'll have to continue this later one of the caravan scouts just returned in panic something about rocks being alive which is of course ridic i long for the days when i thought a tyrannosaurus frolicking through the snow was the height of absurdity compared to yesterday that seems commonplace as the scout had so eloquently put the rocks were indeed alive alive in the shape of a massive bipedal golem and exceedingly angry i was too shocked to scatter like the others when it charged and for a moment i was certain that i would die then something even more ludicrous happened lightning crashed into the golem but it didn't come from the sky it came from the mouth of a bloody dragon i don't recall much else fear and instinct pretty much took over for the rest of the day and while that helped me survive i'm once again on my own [Music] i remember now the dragon had a rider rather the wyven did two legs means it's a wyvern struth listen to me fighting to survive and still finding time for semantics the writer was covered up too well to get a good look at them could it have been meijin no that's stupid i don't even know if she's alive much less in this desert with me it would be just like her though to have tamed the meanest thing here so quickly it's nice to pretend that a friend might be looking out for me at least we were sort of mates right sort of i could really use one right now a friend i mean eureka at last i found signs of human life this afternoon i came across a fresh series of footprints some from humans and some from what i assume are large beasts of burden i can't be sure who made them or how civilized they are but neither can i afford to be too particular in my choice of saviors whoever they are i must track them down immediately as soon as i gather my strength i shall pursue my quarry with the utmost haste and vigor the tale of the brilliant and impeccably groomed sir edmund rockwell shall not end this day salvation thy name is prophet's rest after a proper meal and some time out of the sun the makeshift fortress doesn't look half as grand as its name might imply yet when i first sighted its walls from across the dunes it may as well have been el dorado itself so grateful as i defined it thus far i've seen little of the inhabitants but they seem a hospitable sort i've been given food shelter and even a wet cloth to clean myself with quite generous of them considering how scarce water is in these lands their clothing is a curiosity however those robes seem more ceremonial than functional it seems that prophet's rest is less a fortress than more an enclave or monastery i suppose i would explain the name now wouldn't it yes as strange as it may sound the natives have created a primitive religion centered around the ark's obelisks they pray three times a day each facing a different obelisk and their robes bear a unique symbol a three-pointed star colored red green and blue the blue obelisk appears to receive particular reverence due to its proximity as charmingly ignorant as their superstitions may be it's far from the most savage religion i've encountered besides prophet's rest is in need of a doctor and i am in need of supplies i have discovered why prophet stress is so generous with their water the well at the edge of the compound is built directly on top of what the locals call a water vein an endless supply of water that bubbles up from beneath the earth its existence is a minor miracle though compared to what i saw in the standard sanctuary minor is the operative word i suppose this arc must be floating among the stars just as the island was what an extraordinary thought i cannot fathom how such a thing is possible but that remarkable metal must be at the heart of it i'm certain most of my work as the monasteries doctor has been trivial every now and then one of the guards gets injured by the local wildlife but i usually find myself treating heat stroke and common illnesses as such i've had plenty of time to learn all the priests know about the obelisks all told they are stunningly ill-informed about the literal pillars of their faith they are unaware that the obelisks are actually devices that can be activated and needless to say they have never activated one themselves they showed a flicker of understanding when i described the artifacts on the island however i shall have to keep digging [Music] unbelievable have these idol worshipping ninis replace all their common sense with blind devotion have years of oppressive heat completely addled their brains i was finally allowed to see the monasteries in a sanctum and lo and behold there they were sitting upon an altar before a flock of prostrating primitives were three glowing artifacts just like the ones i had found in the caverns beneath the island but instead of making use of them or even studying them these halfwits are praying to them the true value of those artifacts is completely lost on these simpletons sacred relics indeed it took time but i finally pilfered enough supplies and tools to survive on my own loading them on to these camelite beasts of burden was laborious but the real trial was absconding with the artifacts there's always someone watching the inner sanctum so i carefully studied to the guards shifts until i identified whose drink i had to spoil with my knockout serum even then i added with great haste and guile for my heist will surely be discovered when the priests convened for their morning prayers alas they will be too late sir edmund rockwell is always ahead of his foes but not by a mere step no i am miles and miles beyond their reach well i found a new best mate the little fuzzball isn't exactly what i meant but i'll take her i've dubbed her species renopilla and plexus they're small cuddly little herbivores and as far as i can tell taming one has no practical use i just couldn't let her starve to death though i guess all this rubbish with golems and wyverns has quelched what was left of my scientific instinct to leave nature to nature at least we provide each other with a little warmth at night and her antics have helped to keep my spirits up i suppose i'll need to give her a name i may have been wrong about renopilla not having a practical use earlier today my furry new companion started bouncing around so excitedly that i couldn't calm her down and then soon enough it started raining i brushed that off as a coincidence but soon after filling my water skins and setting off once more she started acting skittish i decided to find shelter just in case and within minutes light rainfall had turned into an electrical storm i'll need more evidence to draw any firm conclusions of course but i wouldn't mind having a fuzzy little weather radar with me you know it's a little on the nose but radar's not a bad name thank goodness that i decided to find some high ground two days ago or i'd have never spotted this settlement that's twice now that i've stumbled into my own salvation i can't count on that happening again i'll need to stay here for a while and to prepare before setting out once more fortunately the villagers are willing to let me trade work for supplies and shelter another stroke of luck and another factor i can't rely on on the island rockwell's name got me far but here i'm just another stranger not everyone will trust or help me i need to be prepared to survive on my own ugh in some ways surviving on my own was less work at least then i wasn't conscripted into manual labor ugh my whole body feels sore i bet i wouldn't have to work if i were as adorable as radar the whole village is in love with her i swear they spoil her like a furry little princess well well would be livid about this arrangement i can just hear him ranting about treating scholars with propriety i hope the old brit is doing well maybe when i've broken this mystery wide open i'll figure out a way to get him off the island and we can discuss it all over tea like old times it has been several days since i left profits rest and i've seen no sign of pursuits i am unsurprised they probably assumed that i would make for the blue obelisk as it was nearest by setting up the green obelisk instead i already outwitted those simple-minded zealots as i said miles ahead miles with those falls out of the way i can slow my pace and take some time to probably study these so-called sacred relics of theirs i'm curious to see if the materials they are made of their any similarity to the metal and the stannis sanctuary the obelisk is reacting to the presence of the artifacts with even more intensity than i expected each obelisk on the island required eight artifacts to generate that sort of response not three in other words i may not need to do any spelunking or something whatever terrifying beast this ark has in store for me ah the beast now that poses an entirely different conundrum even with my youth and my favorite pipe i doubt that i could slay a monster such as that dragon mr nerva fort not alone anyway i shall need to find a partner for this venture but who [Music] i've turned back north in hope of making contact with some of the natives it is a risk as i can't be sure how many bumbling savages are under the sway of that ludicrous obelisk worshiping cult but it is also the only region that i definitively know is occupied i do not have much to offer in exchange for their aid but i am sure that i can negotiate an alliance with at least one of this ark's tribes i was at the center of the island's diplomatic disputes for years after all why i am a seasoned silver tongued negotiator surely i can coax a partnership out of these primitive desert dwellers what terrible misfortune my keen sense of direction finally led me to a local settlement but as it happened i was at the first party to visit it that day that honour belonged to the berlin phoenix clan a band of rages that were plundering at stall houses and enslaving its surviving residents as i arrived naturally the hoodlums fell upon me and stripped me of my valuables within minutes of my arrival ruffians i'm actually part of my journal but little else this won't do not at all then again i was seeking out a tribe skilled in the art of violence perhaps i can turn this to my advantage curse these stubborn brutes despite a litany of polite gentlemanly requests they refuse to allow me to parlay with their leader surely a leader of men is not half the imbecile that these barbarians are i am positive that we come to some sort of damn this noise it's impossible to concentrate with all this insufferable whinging half of these prisoners won't stop learning about one injury or another and the other half are in constant hysterics very well perhaps if i tend to some of the wounded it will dim this distracting cacophony [Music] at last i can hear myself think the guards have moved me to a private cell and while they have not divulged the reason for my transfer i suspect that they took notice of my medical expertise i caught them staring in my direction on several occasions as i worked it seems the doctors are in high demand in these labs i suppose that's no great surprise the island was no different no matter while my skills in the realm of medicine are more in line with a field medic than a true physician i shall continue to play the role as long as it serves me while my mind still can't recall the last time i fired a gun my muscle memory is much better according to my would-be instructor i wasn't a complete disaster on the firing range i'm no pacifist death and violence are a part of life that's just nature yet a gun still makes me feel a little uncomfortable the idea of shooting at another human just seems instinctively wrong to me i couldn't even fire at the new legion back on the island but i need to pull my weight the villagers have been welcoming and patient with me for their sakes i need to practice i may have to put my freshly polished marksmanship skills to the test sooner than i thought a hunting party spotted a swarm of giant mantises heading in our direction yes giant mantises i haven't spotted them with my own eyes but the villagers have spoken of them every now and again they say the insects have these little hands that can actually grip and wield weapons or tools sounds absolutely loony but so is the idea of a manta swarm at all they must share ghost mantice's distaste for cannibalism no one seems keen on fighting them but they're too close to outrun hopefully they'll just pass us by my hopes that the mantises would ignore the village were unfounded and i think we were all wondering if this morning's sunrise would be our last despite all my practice my rifle felt heavy and foreign in my shaking hands as the swarm advanced fortunately they weren't our only visitors the villagers erupted in cheers as lightning and fire tore through the advancing insects from above some chanted a name wali al-aswad the writer still hidden behind black robes didn't acknowledge the ovation with swift efficiency their small flight of wyverns decimated the mantis swarm and made for the horizon wali al-aswad i need to meet this person if only to thank them just who or what wali al-aswad is depends on who you ask some of the villagers have attached a religious connotation to the figure believing it to be some sort of heavenly guardian who appears to the worthy in their time of need one villager is even convinced wali is an extraterrestrial i don't deal in beliefs i deal in empirical evidence and that means nothing about wali is certain until i can meet them i won't forget this village's kindness especially after granting me a morelotops and supplies for my journey but this is why i'm here to find answers after days of travel we finally arrived at the burning phoenix clans compound and while my former peers were shuffled to the slave pens i stood before the clan's leader i had heard tales of the once great tatar empires though had never traveled to their lands by all appearances timur is cut from the same cloth as their fabled cards he was at once imperious and casual questioning me with impatience from a throne of hyde and burn naturally he was impressed by my intellect and gentlemanly demeanor granted he did not say so aloud but i was escorted to a small private chamber instead of a cell surely that says as much [Music] i had been pondering why timur required her services of a doctor he seemed to be in excellent health and i'd seen no patient since i arrived well now i shall ponder no longer timur has a wife and she's a child i suppose that even bloodthirsty raiders can fall in love or at the very least desire a family the whole affair would be rather quaint where i not expected to care for the woman and deliver the child should either the child or the mother die during the birth i fear that i will follow them in short order nazarene is quite different from her husband she is a timidital flower of a woman or rather she would be if she were not many months pregnant i am still undecided as to whether my timing is impeccable or unfortunate a few weeks from now tim may have had no need of a doctor but as it stands i have been thrust into an unfamiliar scenario with scant time to prepare despite my unpleasant circumstances this whole affair is rather intriguing i never considered the possibility of new generations being born in the ark yet clearly it was inevitable like any common animal humans have the urge to procreate how else could the species endure i'm definitely more prepared for this desert than before and better equipped with my marella tops offering a large mobile supply of water and radar looking out for the weather the only threat i really have to worry about is major predators also giant golems i'm actually impressed with the shape i'm in if i do say so myself i think i even saw some ab definition the other day took me long enough i've been living without sweets for ages after all you'd think i'd get fit much quicker great now i miss sweets the things i do to taste chocolate again it took weeks of searching but i finally caught a glimpse of wali al-aswad i knew i was getting close when i found a series of fulgurite formations this morning and sure enough i spotted several wyvens later in the afternoon with a lone rider among them the rider clearly saw me too but soon enough the wyverns were circling overhead i wave and yelled in greeting even calling out my yin's name just in case yet without so much as a nod the wyvens regrouped and flew off while he's not a social butterfly it seems but i'm not letting them off the hook that easily of course while wiley lives on a bloody mountain of course they do i saw their wives land at the summit yesterday and they haven't left this has to be their home unfortunately the paths were too narrow for my morellatops so i had to leave it behind it should know to wander off if i don't return for it not that i can really afford to worry about it the climb's doing a fine job of kicking my ass even without distractions i swear if i don't have a six-pack after climbing a mountain in the bloody desert i'm going to be awfully cross i don't know what kind of reception i expected when i reached the summit but laughter wasn't one of them yet that was exactly what i heard when i finally let myself collapse and started flinging every obscenity i could think of at this damn mountain the bemused laughter of an old woman walia is definitely no guardian angel she was quick to dismiss those particular rumors with remarks about how the gods have abandoned this wretched place as long as i avoided that subject though she's welcomed my questions with surprising warmth though often enigmatically i have a feeling that i'll need to be patient with her it turns out i didn't find wali alaswad she found me while the portal i used to get here opened with little fanfare on my end apparently the other side created quite the spectacle according to wiley it was easy for her to spot from atop her wyvern as she started tailing me soon afterwards i guess her timely interventions were no coincidence she didn't seem very surprised when i told her about the obelisks their guardians or even that this desert is actually a space station either she knows more than she's saying or experience has grinded the surprise right out of her [Music] rockwell you old bean you've done it again both mother and child made it through timmer is a proud father and your head is still attached to its shoulders why i was even a guest of honor at timmer's celebratory feast i cannot say i enjoyed the bloodsport that serves as the burning phoenix's entertainment but the food was delectable i was also sure to seize upon timur's momentary goodwill by filling his ears with whispers of obelisks artifacts and the untold power they grant to mortal men it may take time for those thoughts to turn to action but with constant care i may yet turn him into my unwitting general the silver tongue of sir edwin rockwell has prevailed once again after spending far too long watching the burning phoenix enslave and decimate hapless caravans and villages i have convinced timur to test his might against the guardian of the obelisk i admit i am somewhat anxious timmer is not the commander that mr nerva was and should he fall i shall fall with him yet i have little choice and the rewards of success are worth the risk the obelisks the starlet sanctuary and that precious ore shall be the foundation of my legacy as a scientist gentleman and explorer i am sure of it ah i really missed flying there's no replicating the feeling and no replacement for seeing a sunrise amongst the clouds wali probably started these wyvern riding sessions just to give ourselves an escape hatch when our conversations get too personal but i can't say i mind despite their appearance riding a wyven is just as pleasant as riding in argentavis even without a saddle by design perhaps no matter genetically engineered or not they are magnificent creatures it's a risky proposition but i absolutely must observe them in the wild sometime i can't pass up an opportunity like that now that wiley has deemed my wife and writing skills acceptable she's finally agreed to show me around the region from what i gather wiley has been here for a very long time maybe longer than rockwell was on the island she knows the history of every village and ruin apparently there was once a great city to the southeast but it was wiped out at some point she's still mum on a lot of details but i'll just have to keep crying radar's been helpful in that regard wally definitely seems to be in a better mood when the fuzz ball's around that little chalmers certainly earned her keep i'm grateful that wiley allows me to study the local wildlife but i suspect she only does so out of amusement she always says something like why do you spend so much time on these scribbles that no one will read i never have a good retort it's true that no one else may ever read my dossiers as i have no way to reproduce or distribute them as long as i'm trapped on one of these space stations when i started them they were a passion project created out of my love for nature and its creatures now i guess they're just part of my identity writing them helps remind me of who i am i really found it raw untainted samples of that same mysterious orb from the sanctuary that fist and beast must have been guarding it thank the heavens for timur and his berserk savagery when he left from the back of his wife i thought he was surely doomed but the madman actually managed to grab hold of that monster's horns and turn its eyes into a bloody mess i have never seen such brutally effective barbarism many of his banter did not survive the encounter of course but that was to be expected progress requires sacrifice and whether those brutes knew it or not their deaths have helped humanity leap into the future this all is simply extraordinary it is warm to the touch even during these cold desert nights and it pulses as though it has its own heartbeat it is at once light and more sturdy than any natural material i have encountered the uses one could find for such a substance i shall have to name it at some point what would do rock william edmundian a dilemma for another time for now i have more pressing matters timur and his burning phoenix savages have played their part and i cannot remain in their custody it is time for the great warrior chief to receive his just reward alas poor timmer he was so focused on celebrating his victory over one flow that he never saw his greatest threat now he lies beneath the severed head of the beast he vanquished eyes bulging and blood seeping from his open mouth at least that is how i imagined him i did not stay to admire my handiwork as soon as the first group of burning phoenix warrior succumbs their poisoned feast i stole away into the night edmund diamond artifact in tow serves those ruffians right i say they never did treat me the propriety that a gentleman and scholar of my caliber deserves this desert is better off without them as my withdrawal from the burning phoenix's camp demanded haste i did not have time to double check my supplies it appears that i shall have to do some hunting no matter i better be as spry as i was when i fell to charging rhino on the planes of the serengeti but with all the small armory i managed to abscond with i can surely manage i'd planned on trading those weapons for information as soon as i encountered a peaceful tribe but i can spare a few rounds of ammunition despite my limited equipment i have managed to run some initial tests on the edmundium based on my observations a typical forge may not be enough to smelt a sample of edmundium ore into any sort of usable ingot i suspect that it has extremely strong metallic bonds and therefore a much higher melting point than any conventional metallic element i must find a proper base of operations where i can run more extensive experiments and button to be over eager however i have limited supplies and traps i shall have to ruminate on this later the sandstorm may be brewing and i have no desire to be causing it confounded weather not only did that sandstorm separate me from my steed when it cleared i was beset upon by none other than the traitorous miss walker herself oh she put on quite the act spouting all sorts of nonsense about how good it was to see me rubbish i see right through that ruse i am certain that she is after my admonium the only reason she has not simply looted it from my corpse is that she requires my superior intellect to understand it well two complete this game miss walker i can fill the role of the benign old scientist for a time but i shall not be betrayed again i can't believe it while he spotted someone wandering in the desert the other day and it turned out to be none other than edmund rockwell i just about burst into tears when i recognized him apparently he heard that nerva was holding me captive and sought to negotiate my release that led him to the cave and eventually he wound up here awfully sweet of him to go through all that trouble for my sake strangely wally claims that she saw a portal open up far away from her territory shortly before mine did i guess that was rockwell's though wiley arrived at the scene too late to track him rockwell theorised that the portals may have taken us through time as well as space considering my present company i'm inclined to agree with him [Music] wally has been much quieter since we found rockwell i guess she's just letting us catch up however she did say something interesting when we were recounting nova's ambitions for the island this place would never allow anyone to master it she said and when i asked her to explain she told me that the great city to the southeast was destroyed by the obelisk itself now it's just conjecture but it's interesting to think about could the curators of these stations be monitoring human behavior and clipping its wings should the survivors ever band together and fly too close to the sun if each station represents a different group in a larger experiment resetting human progress would make a lot of sense it's a bit grim though isn't it yikes [Music] i am glad that i possessed the foresight to hide my presence from his warcraft to her capture on the island she clearly believes that i never learned of her betrayal by cunningly taking advantage of this fact i have managed to completely deceive the deceiver the grim old bat she travels with is another matter i often catch a glaring in my direction her eyes sharp and mistrusting if i could i would deal with her as i dealt with timmer but i fear she is far too observant for now i must maintain my deception as best i can i don't think rockwell's been sleeping much i awoke last night to find him studying a strange piece of metal by firelight i guess some tribe gave it to him as a gift along with a very familiar looking artifact i insisted that we show those items to wally and she recognized them as the property of this station's lone guardian with all that she knows i'm not surprised she's activated the obelisks before hell it sounds like the old battle axe has even slain the beast herself since we have said guardian's artifact while he says that we can leave this station at any time i suppose we may as well rockwell's eager to depart and as much as i like wali i've had my fill of sand i may have given miss walker too much credit although i carelessly allowed her to catch sight of my edmundium or samples she was more interested in the artifact i possess i should have realized this sooner miss walker's specialty is biology she would not recognize the unique properties of edmundium if they hit her square in the forehead that fact has eased some of my tension even if miss walker seeks to take advantage of my genius she is focusing on the wrong discoveries so long as i am careful in my studies of adamandium i shall remain miles ahead of her the transporter that can take us back to the control center station is in the ruins of another city south of the mountains while he believes that it was destroyed by the obelisk just like the city in the south east i didn't press her for details not that i'd have gotten any while he's more tight-lipped about those ruins than anything i had to practically beg her to take me to the southeastern city and while we were there she spent most of her time just gazing out into the distance no sense in bringing her mood down with that rubbish now after all that she's done for me i'd like to give her a nice proper farewell i cannot wait to be rid of that glowing menace of a woman this so-called wali al-aswad i suspect the feeling is mutual she has offered little in the way of farewells while seeing us to this ark's entrance to the starlet sanctuary things will be much easier once miss walker and i have parted ways with the desert witch i suspect miss walker is thoroughly oblivious to both the wonders of edmundium and my knowledge of her underhanded scheming back on the island she can continue to fiddle with trinkets and relics i'm even a sister if it suits me meanwhile i shall unlock the secrets of the most extraordinary element in the universe right under her nose regards sir edmund rockwell having seen us through the ruins and safely to the platform wally has taken her leave after doing so much for me i was sad to see her go but at least i got her to smile before she left well me and radar i can't very well take the little critter with me so i officially gave wally ownership of her they'll be good for each other i think ah i wrote wally up there twice i suppose old habits die hard but it's not really her name is it i always knew that was the case but you'd never told me to call her anything else at least not until now well at any rate cheers raya it was a pleasure to have known you [Music] i have seen so much since we last spoke john there are secrets in this desert that you would never believe dangers that would have paralyzed me with fear when we first met but i am a different woman now would you recognize me still behind this black veil i still find ways to help people though not as i used to i am no shepherd to the lost no healer of wandered souls sometimes i simply defend the defenseless or guide those few who seek the truth behind this cursed place perhaps one day someone will find that truth strike down the false gods of this land and at last grant me rest yet until that day comes know that i will not falter know that i will carry on yours always prayer [Music] [Music] [Applause] [Music] hmm [Music] [Music] ah [Music] where have i been taken [Music] you

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