Investigating into the mountains we found little sign of the Mole people. However, upon climbing a cliff Tyrann found it to actually be a massive stone barrier preventing passage further into the peaks. (Though large, my lizard companion seems to have the climbing ability of a gecko).
Leaving Tyrann to watch, we returned to camp to get rope. Upon our return we found that our redoubtable crew-mate had made contact with a Moleman - "Michael Vincent". A ladder suddenly appeared, recessed into the wall - impressive technology - and we were all able to climb to the top.
Tyrann has bought us sanctuary with the Mole people with stories of my ability to raise the dead. Unfortunately we did not have enough food for our stay. Then cows started falling from the sky and we suddenly had sufficient.
I am a firm believer in Science - but the strange phenomena of these days do, I must admit, leave me bemused.
We convinced our new Mole-ally that it would cost them little to house us and that, should the promised world-ending event occur, my skills might prove of use. And deferred their demand that I demonstrate my messianistic skills.
We were escorted to a huge subterranean chamber. It was complete with beds of moss and a plant based heating/cooling device which defied my - limited I now accept - scientific skills.
And there we waited.
At the appointed time, we were allowed to travel to a higher level and observe the End of the World. It was at once remarkable - I lack the poetic skills to describe it - and disappointing - the wide scale destruction I had expected did not occur.
A huge shadow fell across the world. Then there was a corona of blue energy which turned into a huge wave which swept across the landscape. Several of us were physically changed by this radiation. Like many of us, I turned blue. Methuselah disappeared from sight completely.
We observed Shaidar splitting in two, fragments falling to earth. A ball of orange energy descended from the skies and disappeared beyond the horizon.
There was a loud BOOM and we saw a large object - some kind of massive metal ship (?) fall and smash into the landscape.
Then things fell silent.
Once things were settled, our Mole-men hosts laid claim to the large metal ship but requested that we pursue the golden sphere and report back. I presume that they did not relish the prospect of an extended surface journey.
We discovered Methuselah was still present. His body was apparently secreting a fluid which rendered him invisible. (Again defying any science I am aware of.)
I have detailed everyone's physical changes and my theories regarding it being some attempt - whether via internal or external instigation - to adapt our bodies to a new environment in my scientific journal. However, that is beginning to resemble work of fancy.
As promised I revived our drugged scout - Sarah - and explained my actions and her potential role as the mother of a new humanity. Rather than the anger or acceptance of expected, the stupid woman seems to be enamoured of me. This is an unwanted complication that I may have to deal with later. However, a skilled scout will prove useful in our exploration of a ruined world.
Before our safari begins, Methuselah decided to return to Paranti to acquire supplies and verify the current status of our ship and crew mates. The journey back was uneventful. However, we found Paranti in ruins. Not so much from the fall of Shaidar, more from a giant blue man who was stomping what remains of the buildings into rubble. Presumably another victim of the strange blue radiation.
We successfully avoided the brute only to find our loyal ship - The Chimera - half sunk in the bay. However, Methuselah was able to dive and recover his maps and charts, so the journey wasn't completely fruitless.
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