New Guide THE TRIBEZ

The bathysphere has survived the journey, and I have arrived in unknown territory. Communications with the professor have remained intact by some miracle of luck and science. It appears that I will be able to remain in contact with the modern world, and so I will attempt to describe what it is I am experiencing here, although I can't help but feel that mere words will be vastly inadequate in conveying the world I have discovered.
As soon as I landed I was approached by a native who calls herself Aurora. She says she is the daughter of a neighboring tribal chief. Apparently the local people are organized into a clan system, but despite a relatively sophisticated society I have already noticed a surprising lack of organization in any other area of life. Aurora led me to a bush of local berries that are quite palatable, and she suggested that we might clear some trees to gather wood, but neither she nor the sole tribesman accompanying her lifted a finger to do so until I began to direct their efforts.

At this first sign of leadership, Aurora produced a gathering of blue crystals, 20 in number, that pulsed with light at my mere touch. As the tribesman turned to building a hut from the wood he had gathered, again under my watchful eye, Aurora urged me to use one of these crystals in order to speed up the work. I saw no use in this, however, as the entire hut was completed in a mere three minutes. What level of impatience must these people possess to insist on speeding up the construction of a three-minute shelter?