Since the early years of the universe, there has been live traversing the stars and the voids inbetween. In their infinite travels across the universe they have left marks on innumberable worlds both ancient and recent. Their successors continued the tradition, leaving marks and presences on worlds beyond count. Sometiems, the planets the ancients visited would one day be the heart of empires that shape history just as the ancient races shaped the galaxy before them.
Some of these precursor explorers still exist, sailing between stars. Others are more recent ot the frontier but were fortunate enough to live in a time where there were great powers still in an embryonic state. These are the living ancients, those who came before yet still walk among the modern species of the First Gigaquadrant.
Mysteries of the RidgewayEdit
The Ridgeway is an ancient heritage site in the heart of the English countryside. An ancient road spanning across the Thames Valley that has been travelled for thousands of years. It is a place of wonder and mysticism with ancient secrets. Some were purely fiction while others were more true than people realised.
From the recovered journal of Arthur Jackson, c.1872 A.D.
I was a simple butcher's assistant, working for Greg Dykes in quiet Warick. I remember one day on the eve of the eighteenth of September, a lovely lady walked into the shop. She asked for three pounds of sausages. I remember seeing the pretty smile on her pinched face when I packaged her order, I looked up to become enchanted in her fiery, curled red hair that descended like a flame to her shoulders. She wore the most beautiful velvet dress and I knew she wasn't for me, I was a butcher's lad. It was clear she worked for Mr. Darby, the gentlemen who's estate sat on the hill to the north.
Over the next few days she would come and buy meat, saying she loved the recipe that Mr. Dykes used to make them "'tis a secret ma'am" I told her and she giggled softly. I never felt like this around a woman before. It was like fairies fluttered into my heart and touched it with their gentle wings. I couldn't stop thinking about her and I was lucky enough to meet her that Sunday at the church. She wore that velvet dress again. I asked her if she was seeing anyone and she softly replied "no I don't, why". The fairies came back, I couldn't speak but I uttered some words to her. I felt like an idiot the way I said them. "Would you like to join me for a walk next week?". She said yes, I could not feel any happier. I introduced myself and she called herself Clarence, oh what a lovely name.
That Tuesday a gentleman walked into our shop. A portly fellow with long hair and a rather large moustache. he ordered twelve pounds of dried beef and said he was going for a trip in the coming days. I asked him where he was going and he replied "I'm conducting some mineral studies at the Ridgeway near Uffington." I asked him if I could perhaps join him. Call me boring but rocks did fascinate me, some of them had rather nice patterns in them. He agreed me and said I could bring a friend, the more the merrier. I plan to take Clarence with me, she was due to visit the shop tomorrow and I can ask her then.
I had spent some good money on hiking gear, I've never been to Ufflington and doctor Bodreaux, the bloke who visited the shop, waited at the platform. We would take a train and then a carriage Uffington and then travelled into the hillside. Bodreaux was wearing a rather dapper longcoat since it was rather chilly that day. I was lucky Clarence also had an interet in the cuntryside, she had that look on her face where you could only look and admire in awe at the English Landscape. As we hiked up the hill Bodreaux took a rather sturdy pick and chipped away at the rocks. I had to grab him as the ground nearly gave way. We looked down to see that he had unearthed the entrance to a cave. Luckily he had packed a few oil lamps and we decided to delve into the cave. it was quite exiting but Clarence was not so sure. I gave her a cuddle and that seemed to make her feel better. I knew she was the one
We explored for about two hours when Bodreaux suggested we set up camp for a few hours. We found a small pool of fresh water to set up near, the light from our lamps illuminated the caves and reflected onto the roof of the cave. it was quite enchanting if you ask me. That night we told ghost stories, I told Clarence about the dangers of wandering into fairie-inhabitied barrows while Bodreaux had an interesting story to tell. He spoke of how in ancient itmes the hills were home to dragons, monsters taller than a man that spoke an eldrich tongue. Barely anyone had seen one but a few claimed to have found the caves where they could have lived. I myself was doubtful but Bodreaux was sure of himself. This was the real reason he came down here, i wondered if he was feeling okay. He simply told me that he was certain and that he would publish his findings to the Ministry of Science. I suddenly felt over my head.
We woke up the next morning (according to the doctor's watch) and continued deeper into the cave. I held Clarence close as a bunch of bats flew over our heads. We continued for two hours, going deeper until the doctor said he could hear footsteps. Down the cave a long shadow was approaching, we could only see the head when the doc called for us to find cover behind some staligmites. We could hear plodding footsteps and I decided to peer up over the rocks.
I thought it impossible, standing a few feet from me was a dragon! it was gigantic, twice as tall as a man, an emormous bulk with arms like tree trunks. It had stopped just beside me and as its head turned to our direction I ducked behind the rocks. My heart was racing, I couldn't breathe; what if it found us, would it eat us? We all huddled behind the rock as tightly as we could. Its arm stretched out and picked up the doc's pick. It was only a small thing, the doc had both hands on the handle whenever he used it but the creature picked it up between its finger and thumb, dangling it in front of its face before dropping it and moving on. It muttered to itself in a bizarre language before plodding off. As it headed off we stopped hiding behind the rocks. We were all terrified. It was a real dragon wearing some kind of armour we had never seen before; coarse and flat panels covering its torso, shoulders and hips. Were these really the beasts of legend?
We travelled deeper, Bodreaux revealed he had managed to smuggle a revolver with him which to be fair did frighten Clarence. Bodreaux reasoned that he could kill one with a well-placed shot. I told him that if he tried, what was to stop them from killing him easily. He agreed to only use it in an emergency and we carried on, the cave seemed to go on and on and we had to relight the lamps once or twice. Then as we got deeper the air felt fresher, like we were back on the surface. We turned inside to see a dead end. We heard more footsteps, two of the creatures, approached the dead-end. One of them pressed their hand on the rock wall and they both appeared to pass through the rock. After they went through we all folowed them with the doc leading us. The wall was solid, did they really just pass through? I leaned against the apparently-solid rockface while Bodreaux searched for the area those dragons touched. He passed his hand over something smooth and with a soft glow I found the rock I was leaning on giving way and I fell through. As I was helped up by Clarence and the doc I looked ahead to see that we were now isnide a building. The scope was huge and clearly designed for these creatures. We carefully looked around but we barely moved a few metres when two dragons turned a corner. They saw us and with nowhere for us to take cover we all panicked. They pulled out strange hand-held weapons and shot us with something that looked like tiny darts, it was difficult ot recall and I blacked out along with Clarence and the doc.
I felt groggy when I woke up, staring one of those dragons in he face. I felt small, as it glared at me with a curious look as I woke up, uttering similar gibberish as the other one. He held in his hand what looked like a writing tablet, only it was made of something smooth. I was scared for my life, what was it going to do? An odd machine next to me (Lord knows what it was, it looked like a box painted dark grey with moving pictures) made strange noises and that caused him to look over. He put the tablet down and picked up a metal tube with a section cut out. I tried to break out of my restraints only for its hand to reach out and hold my head in place while he pressed the tube to my neck. I felt groggy after that, what did that thing put in me? it was all a hase after that but there were lots of odd lights.
When I woke up again we were in small rooms next to each other. It felt like a prison but they were using glass instead of metal bars. Bodreaux told me that he tried hitting the glass with the chair in his cell but it did nothing. What kind of glass is this? The dragons could speak but we wondered if they knew how to speak to us. They didn't seem to know English and continued doing what it was they were trying to do. The doc reasoned they were experimenting on us, but why?
I swear days passed. They would take each of us away for several hours, we wouldn't rememebr much but there must have been experiments. Bodreaux was telling us that this 'gibberish' they spoke (which I swear was getting clearer) was their language. To me it sounded a little like they were reading from a Vatican bible, was this coincidence or was the language of Rome based on their words? A few days later I was approached and by the grace of God they could speak to us. I rememebr one of them telling me to wake up and its assistance dragged me from my cell and into Clarence's. That booming voice though, he had the lungs of a tener only scarier. These dragons appeared less and less like ancient beings and mreo advocates to the Devil - all their poking and their handling it was as if Lucifer sent these demons to torment us. Could this be Hell? We travelled so deep enough below the earth we may as well be in Hell.
At least Clarence was with me. And after they put us in her cell wall to the outside was solid as rock. I couldn't see out at all, it was bliss. Clarence told me she was desperate, she'd been away from her last lover for years. She yearned for the company of a man, this was my chance! I'd been dreaming of this lady for weeks but they say idle hands are the devil's work - What was I to do? Something happened to Horace though, as I was caught in my pickle we could hear those demons outside. Horace was screaming. I have no idea what they said but after a bit of time we never heard his voice again.
No idea why but ever since they moved us those demons haven't touched me and Clarence. We heard some other ruckus, probably some other poor souls who wound up here the same way we did. But Horace, we never heard from him again. There was no way to peek outside our room but he made nary a peep ever since his last scuffle and Clarence began to wonder what happened to him. It got even wierder three sleeps later - Clarence noticed there was a second door in our cell. When we opened it we found ourselves in nowhere else but Old London Town. "It was a miracle!" we thought "The Lord freed us from that purgatory". We wasted no time walking around, I'd only visited London once but it was everything they say. Oh how Clarence and I had a fun time that day, walking the docks, strolling through Camden Markets, it was bliss until some sly sod cut miss Clarence's purse. We chased the boy through the streets, down an alley and through a door to find ourselves back in the room.
That's when we realised, was this a demon's trick? Did they lure us into a false sense of freedom only to pull us back in when we had our fun? Clarence cried and cried, we wondered if we would ever leave this God-forsaken place where the sun never shone!
Examination of Species: Human in outpost 45. Chronoscales are to be altered for terrestrial values:
- Standard hour = 1.40 local hours
- Standard minute = 0.84 local minutes
Subject 022137: "Horace Bodreaux"
Species: Terra sapis corvilitus
Age: 45.23 standard years
Blood type: AB
Resting vital signs:
- Heart-rate: 57.3bpm
- Blood pressure: 125/72
- Brain activity: resting charge at 70eV, active potential at +30eV
Prescence of tar, nicotene and ethanol in subject's bloodstream indicates signs that subject engages in self-destructive levels of activities such as drinking spirits and smoking tobbacco. Neural scans reveal signs of above-average intelligence but still nothing noteworthy to the Royal Academy.
Subject was discovered with subjects 022138 and 022139. Along with clothing made from plant-based fibrs and some articles built from animal hair with polymeric qualities the subject also wears a hat made from animal hair and fur with more attention to quality than with the other two subjects. Personal hygene is above social norm but still had to be thoroughly passed through sanitation and disinfection.
When examined the subject was found with a notepad made from ground-up wood fibre, a ball-point pen, a tin container of tobbacco and a nerve tonic. Study of subject's notebook indicates he was searching the location for signs of us. Subject also carried a small six-shot smoothbore firearm that utilised a chemical and pressure-induced reaction of saltpetre, sulfur and charcoal. It is safe to say that a single round would have no effect on modern body armour but among humans it would be deadly if aimed correctlty.
Although primary examinations were aided by his occasional willingness to comply they were also hindered by vocal protests of being "An esteemed member of her majesty's Ministry of Science" along with several verbal threats when undergoing anything invasive. Subject was also curious about the scientists, asking them numerous questions about physiology, psychology and sociology. Numerous requests have been sent to the headoffice requesting for said subject to be rendered incapable of speech for the duration of study, finding his questions "inane" and "repetetive". Subject also posesses a few genetic markers not present in the other two subjects. While this oculd account for mutation, several previous subjects display similar markers. Genetic anomolies in subject include:
- More stem cells
- Amber tinge to otherwise-brown eyes
- Increased thrombocyte count
Suggest forwarding this data to the Royal Academy for correlation.
Contribution to studies: Subject's mentions of a "Ministry of Science" indicates that he is of note worthy position within a scientific community however our studies of said institution indicate that members are of little value due to a belief that "all that can be known is known", therefore risk of exposure from release or change is probable but unlikely.
- Self-destructive habits could prove useful for cover protocols if needed, also useful for toxicology studies.
- Presence of genetic abnormalities linked to other studies of high-profile members of his species society will intrigue the Royal Academy.
- It is likely subject was searching for signs of our existence when discovered. Release with or without memory erasure will prove problematic should he have backers. Best course of action includes continued study, cover protocol 227-B is advised.
Personal note (Dir. Gorius Terusonus): it is likely the subject will not be realeased due to his desire to discover our existance. Even if he coemso ut without memeory of past events waht is to stop him from another attempt? What is interestign are his genes; the tinge in his eyes and the presence of stem-cells is uncharacteristic of other members of his species. These traits are more likely to be found in reptiles, not mammals. There seems to be a rough correlation between these genes and positions of power within human society, I must have more subjects with similar genomes!
Subject 022139: "Arthur jackson"
Species: Terra sapis corvilitus
Age: 22.04 standard years
Blood type: O
Resting vital signs:
- Heart-rate: 57.2bpm
- Blood pressure: 110/72
- Brain activity: resting charge at 70eV, active potential at +28eV
Slight irregularity in cardiovascular flow, preliminary signs of hereditery heart condition, prone to fear-induced stress, neuron sodium-potassium gates transmitting at 0.42% lower levels than normal indicating slight signs of neural inhibition.
Subject discovered with sobjects 022137 and 8. Neural scans indicate intelligence level at 2.7% lower level than societal norm. Like others he is dressed in plant-based fibre clothing with some articles built from animal hair with polymeric qualities. A lack of suitable hygene, prescence of deep-set grime and coarse clothing compared to other subjects suggests he is of a lower social order. Traces of deep-set animal fat discovered on fingers. Subject had to be passed through sanitaton unit three times to remove all grime and the pescence of naturally-forming grease in the scalp indicates subject barely washes hair. Latent alcohol concentration of 0.34% indicate subject is a moderate drinker.
When subject underwent primary examination doctor Romostius reported subject had to be physically restrained in order to lower heard rate to resting levels, elevation was caused by a sense of panic. Muttering from his berth indicates he is in perpetual fear of being eaen by us - a fear perhaps brough on by examainers' carniverous anatomy. Subject also appeared to show emotional attachent to subject 022138. Subject's heart rate increases by 10% within close proximity to her and cortex regions connected with emotion and physical attraction increase by 40%. Subject shows attempts at being protective of subject 022138 whenever she is taken for study hampered by signs of nervousness possibly brought on by a sense of culture shock and being physically intimidated.
Contribution to studies: Subject has numerous factors linked with inhabiting lower social orders of human (specifically: "British") society including poor personal hygene, below-average intelligence and poor physical health. Aside from further study of the effects low socia lorders have on Human physiology, his worth to research is low but co-habitation with subject 022138 has potential in studying Human social bonds, particularly of the interpersonal variety.
- Heart condition is to be watched, early signs indicate it could be removed without suspicion from peers.
- Neural pathways are already below acceptable quality. To repair them would cause suspicion should he be released.
- Mild alcoholism could imply that anyone he informs of our actions would consider him intoxicated, release without memory erasure is possible with low risk of discovery.
Personal note (Dir. Gorius Terusonus): The idea that we would consider ingesting him is vile. While injestion would not be harmful, inter-species biochemistries differ to the point where little-to-no nutritional value can be obtained in the event and frankly I find the concept of devouring sapients on a whim disgusting, even if these creatures are primitve I would certainly not consider them "food".
The following is a written account by Jevrin Isordon, a low-ranking Drodo noble from the Bellowe Islands who was on campaign on the mainlands of Northern Aratacia at the time of this account, 650 years ago. The account was found by accident in an ancient filing cabinet in the Department of Lineage and Ancestry's Headquarters on Coron. While it is somewhat ambiguous in its description, and messily-written in rushed cursive, it is agreed among scholars that it describes a Draconis Observer probe, and furthermore an extremely-rare sighting of a Draconis field-observer.
"...I was just finishing my foot patrol in a thick wood when something had caught my eye. I looked about and, figuring I could fabricate an excuse as to why I was late returning, ran towards the object. I squirmed through thick underbrush and bushes, still in my brigandine, and peered into a clearing... That's when I saw it.
It was a bizarre, vaguely nut-shaped thing. It was about the size of a man's torso, and despite being of steel, floated in place as if it were a flying insect! I started to sweat, I felt a lump in my throat the unnatural, godless object trundled about the clearing, its porthole of an eye taking in the trees and the animals and the plants with a cold, perverse curiosity. I felt threatened by this thing, so I started to draw my sword. Curses! I said seconds later, as the machine's porthole spun about to meet my own gaze. It must've heard the rasp of my blade.
Being myself, I was confident I wasn't to back away from a fight. The thing didn't even have arms with which to fight with! That was before I heard a great thump from the other side of the clearing. From the same area came a deep, gutteral sort of speech; A speech of the sort that could never be hoped to be replicated by man. I then began to see a hulking form, two or three times the height of myself emerge from the clearing. Such a fight was hopeless, I thought. I'm fighting demons! The angry gods of the forest! I ran off back to camp, blame my visible tiredness on an imaginary incident involving hostile peasants, and decided to spend the rest of my time in town."
Jevrin would be killed in action by an enemy arquebusier a week later, and did not write any further entries in his journal or elsewhere on the subject of this incident. No further writings, reports, or eyewitness accounts of the same incident exist, though this period of time did see a spike of potential Draconis spottings elsewhere. No one knows why this may've been.
Alien Article AnalysisEdit
Sometimes the ancients left behind traces of their existence. Leavign behind not just ruins but sometimes technology; gadgets, blueprints and the like. On rare occasions the ancients would leave behind either unconscious or deceased remains to be found and examined by the emerging civilisations.
- Head Researcher: Anna Sinclair
- Article: X-LF792 "Dragon"
- Acquired: 4/15/65
- Analyzed: 7/12/82
- Recovered: Operation: Weeping Damocles, 4/15/65
- Location studied: [CLASSIFIED]
This titanic alien was discovered in italy alongside several other artificial articles. This one, along with a second, had been dead for two days by the time we arrived. In initial studies the lifeform resembles an amber scaled dinosaur with almost-draconian features; bat-like wings, scales, digitigrade legs ending with three large clawed toes. The creature's size is immense, particularly considering the existence of wings on its body indicates an implied ability of flight, yet no known animal on Earth this large could possibly fly. Initial DNA samples indicate this lifeform's DNA uses a six-base structure arranged into 38 different chromosome pairs. Much more room for complexity compared to homo sapiens' four-base structure arranged into 23 different pairs. The structure's teolomeres, a component of all chromosomes that promotes longevity, is three times longer on average in this creature than in humans, with the presence of telomerase (an enzyme that repairs telomeres, thus increasing lifespan) multiplied in the subject by a factor of five compared to a healthy human adult. Theoretically the subject's species could live for hundreds of years, potentially indefinitely if other technology found with it is any indication.
It was inside that was interesting; the subjects brain, while being larger by all circumstances than a human brain, also appears more efficient. Segmented into three layers, the so-called "subcortices" are wrapped in vine-like blood systems, increasing the amount of coverage without losing brain size. In effect, rather than cramming more blood vessels in, blood is distributed to three separate "semi-brains" that work in unison. Combined with an increase in the overall number of neural pathways, the brains of these aliens appear to bear a vastly increased capacity compared to humans. Whether or not this is natural or the result of genetic manipulation it is impossible to say using modern DNA analysis. Analysis of other regions of the body we found glands that held the residual presence of a potent neurotoxin. When tested on tissue samples the toxin appeared to freeze nervous activity within thirty seconds for tissue samples supplied with blood at 65bpm, increased beats per minutes appear to accelerate the effect. Saliva examination revealed this toxin is soluble in an enzyme-rich formula. Therefore indicating this creature could infect with a powerful bite, perhaps to incapacitate prey before it delivers a killing blow.
Analysis of the chest cavity revealed several traits that could answer a few mysteries: The creature's heart, some 1.6x the size of such possessed by a thoroughbred racehorse, can in theory pump 4x as much blood per minute as a human heart. Alongside a triple set of air sacs (a trait in terrestrial birds and several dinosaurs, but usually no more than two sets) that take up 70% of the torso cavity. With the two combined, it can be concluded the subject's blood is highly oxygenated (or an equivalent thereof). There are indications of complex muscle structures that resemble a diaphragm, perhaps to control the air sacs more effectively than in an animals that lacks such a structure. Dissection reveals that the subject has vocal cords akin to a syrinx, a structure found in birds, with some species capable of reverberation. The analysis of a live specimen would do wonders to learn more about this.
Also of note, the bones of the specimen are hollow, reinforced with a scaffolding-like lattice, most likely to reduce the weight and add buoyancy for flight.
The following is a manuscript from the Empire of the Tuviks. Being written in the Tuvik language it was for many centuries indecipherable, but as of a few decades ago as been translated with the understanding of the long-dead Tuvik language. Its contents, written by a pioneering physician and polymath by the name of "Kaveranis of Coronis", suggest an autopsy of a Draconis along with a rudimentary analysis of several Draconis technological specimens in around 945 AD. While the specimens examined have never been found, this manuscript is enlightening as it displays one of the earliest confirmed Draconis sightings in Drodo history and is very revealing of the medical knowledge of that time. Quoted pieces of manuscript are in italics.
"My first impression of the cadaver, whom I am informed was captured and killed by a group of soldiers, was one of awe. By my ancestors, what an amazing specimen! It was about six Burits (~3 metres) tall, and two Burits (1 m) broad at the shoulder. It took six oxen to pull into the observatory, and I even had to borrow a sacrificial altar (a slab of solid marble) to put it upon.
It had two strong, muscular legs, two long muscular arms, and possessed a massive, elongated head, horns of ivory crowning its skull. Especially unusual however was its two, fleshy wings. While these wings were very broad and very strong, I must doubt their practicality considering the sheer weight of the creature. With this said, I feel it is presumptuous to behave as though we understand the mystery of flight.
Across the whole body was massive scales of blue and crimson. The scales were as hard as steel and had a smooth texture. The soldiers responsible had informed me that these scales were in fact so hard that they deflected arrows and the sword, and only yielded to shot.
After the external examination, I moved on into the insides of the creature. Removing scales with pliers, I cut it open in some areas. Along the limbs I noticed its extremely robust musculature, the shape and design of which similar to Man. Upon examining its limbs closer however I extracted several rather suspect strands of hairlike material. These strands were very long, oftentimes the length of the whole leg, and were silver in colour. I have never seen such an item inside of a cadaver before, and I can only guess as to its purpose for being there.
Inside of its chest there was a dizzying array of organs. Two immediately caught my eye however. First was the heart. By the Ancestors, this creature has the heart of a warhorse! The organ filled much of its massive chest cavity.
Second was several sacs, still half-filled with air. The largest of the sacs near the middle had an incredibly complex display of veins and tubes, coiled about and around it. The beauty and complexity was fascinating ... seem to be lungs ... stored these (sacs?) for later examination.
My conclusion is this; This creature is not of this world. Nowhere in all of my research, and in all of my personal observations has any creature like it been witnessed. Not even our legends speak of such beasts ... request to consult the priesthood ... Emperor ... must prepare."
The text is torn and burnt near the bottom, making translation difficult. It seems as though Kaveranis predicted more appearances of this creature and insisted on government action. It is not known if any was taken, though it is unlikely Kaveranis' was heeded.
This would be the last alien or Draconis spotting, verified or otherwise, for two-hundred years. Historical records and research would seem to show that little was made of this discovery of examination, even among his peers.
- Head Researcher: Gunther Schmidt
- Article: X-TT150
- Acquired: 4/15/65
- Analyzed: 7/12/02
- Recovered: Operation: Weeping Damocles, 4/15/65
- Location studied: [CLASSIFIED]
Outward description: Article resembles a handheld object of sorts measuring 24in x 12in x 6in. Crystalline lens set in center, profile consists of a barrel w/ grip and trigger set 5in from the nozzle. Initial experimentation revealed non-solid optical display that activates when item is set to an active state. Weapon itself appears to large and unwieldy for typical human use, the bulk of the weapon almost as long as a human arm with the only grip being at the front of the weapon.
Material composition: Structure appears to be a plastic of some variety but electron microscope scans reveal atomic structure to be radically different to anything seen on Earth. Analysis suggests the article's casing is lightweight but incredibly strong and resistant to knocks, impacts and heat. We removed an identical plate from article X-KV180 and tested by exposing it to an impact from three .30 caliber rounds under test conditions. Initial studies indicate material suffered negligible damage from impacts. Tests with similar rounds with armor-piercing properties did not fare much better but impacts did score damage. Whatever techniques were used to construct this material would see excellent use in modern body armor.
After managing to pry the casing off our researchers initially could not make heads or tails of the configuration but initial analysis indicates the article is an energy weapon of some kind. Testing the power source, which can be identified as four toroidal chambers stacked one atop the other, produce an estimated two hundred gigawatts of energy per second, it was enough to blow out our measuring equipment and a single unit of these could power the nation indefinitely if we could decipher the method of energy generation used. But it appears to be through particle acceleration but each toroid is less than 5 inches in diameter. The toroids feed into what we can assume is a more different particle accelerator that generates some form of exotic particle that is then fired down a laser channel projected by the lens.Dissecting the article revealed an intriguing feature in that components were entirely modular, more flexible than even the M4 in terms of adaptability. Theoretically the entire structure save for a thin chassis could be disassembled and installed with all-knew components. We also discovered components that could potentially be adapters, adding to the article's flexibility in assembly.
What intrigues us most is the lack of internal circuitry. Whatever this device uses for computation, we cannot even begin to decipher it; no circuit boars, no microchips, all we found were layers of graphene that suspended a gel-like substance. When we tried to hot-wire one of these graphene sheets into one of the facility's Cray-2 supercomputers to study the layers' computational capacity. Whatever techniques the fabricators used, the calculations we managed to (partially) translate from the device to the Cray-2 took four months to reach the end of a procedure that we assume to be the particle generation system. Initially we were unable to trigger the firing mechanism due to some manner of genetic lock on the grip that scanned a user's palm using non-invasive methods, scanning the user's DNA in a way that is yet to be deciphered, but appears to use non-visible lasers.
However: Roughly 70% of the mathematical equations used by the device were never-before heard of until we passed it though the computer. Procedures, nomenclature, structure, mathematicians at institutions such as MIT and Cambridge would never dream of such complex things, yet from our models, what took the Crey-2 four months to complete would have taken 0.3 seconds by the graphene-gel combination. Granted, estimated half of that time involved deciphering the alien equations.
Venting appears of little concern. From the materials used, it appears the article is designed as a hyper-insulator, heat generated by firing the weapon is transferred into the toroidal structures in the core, presumably acting as an energy store to the energy generation so that less energy is used to keep the system at critical temperatures, although heat excesses are created, they are typically blasted away from the wielder through vents and heat sinks along the outer casing.
Later however a second document emerged, apparently written shortly after the first. It includes several rough sketches of what appear to be an energy pistol, a communication device or mobile phone, and a detailing of the previously mentioned "hairlike material" (however a description for the last did not survive). While these papers have as well experienced severe damage, they provide the following descriptions under their respective drawings.
"...Firstly the pistol. The weapon itself is enormous, perhaps a Burit long, more the size of a long-gun ... It would appear to be able to rest in the creature's hand well. I cannot seem to find a mechanism in which it fires ... (I have found?) no serpentine and have not been provided the match it may've came with. I have also observed that down the muzzle was not empty, but I cannot say it was loaded either ... appears to have a series of lenses running through ... focus light? What weapon would do that?
Next was a smooth tablet, made of a material that felt cool and smooth like granite but was light as clay ... (shaped like a?) tablet as well. It was virtually featureless for the notable exception of a single button along a corner. When I pressed it the smooth surface, to my surprise, lit up! My modestly-illuminated room suddenly had a new light source, giving out a pale blueish light toward the open sky ... then examined the screen closer, and noticed writing. Strange script it was, I had never seen it ... The light died away within minutes."
The rest of the document is lost.