Audio logs and notes in Frontiers of Pandora

This is a list of audio logs and notes in Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora.
The audio logs "Brainstorm" and "Message for Priya: Meteor Shower" appear to be missable. All other notes and audio logs can be obtained after the completion of the main story.
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==Main Story Audio Logs==
===Alex's notes: biodiversity===
:Location: Sunshine Valley Lab
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:ALEXANDER: Just like Earth, biodiversity is comprised of
:different levels here on Pandora. From the smallest protozoa
:and bacteria to Na'vi, human, and Tulkun, individual species
:form communities and go on to become delicately balanced ecosystems.
:Every organism lives interdependently with others and with
:the physical environment to maintain a habitable world.
:Rainforests capture carbon in the soil. Absorbing the energy of
:the stars, be it Sol or Alpha Cen A, they breathe oxygen into the
:atmosphere.
:Coral reefs provide shelter and sustenance to marine life,
:allowing it to flourish along the currents of the oceans.
:And herds of herbivores fertilize the lands where they graze.
:Even thanators, terrifying as they might seem, keep those
:populations in check, so the plants they consume have time to
:grow anew.
:Like an intricate piece of clockwork, it's a beautiful machinery
:that keeps the balance of life in the worlds we live in.
===Alex's notes: ecological collapse===
:Location: Falls Field Lab
:ALEXANDER: When we realized we had brought our biosphere to
:the brink of extinction we started looking for a way out.
:We got lucky. Found one among the stars. Far above, in the sky.
:But we brought our problem with us.
:Because humans, with all our tech and industry, still rely on
:delicate ecosystems as much as the Na'vi do.
:The keyword here is delicate. It doesn't take much to tip them
:over.
:On Earth, by the time we realized the importance of surface
:marine biomes, that they were invisible keystones of the
:marine ecosystem, it was already too late.
:With that one link missing, entire food chains started to
:crumble. Hundreds of thousands of species were lost in mere
:years.
:It was the beginning of the end.
:Depletion of natural resources, groundwater, air pollution,
:ecological collapse. These are not yet widespread on Pandora.
:But it is just a matter of time before we start seeing similar
:effects.
===Alma's personal log: Back to TAP===
:Location: Kinglor Forest Resistance Headquarters, Command Center
:Secondary Location (it respawns if not collected): Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout 
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:ALMA: We're going back. Funny, TAP used to be all I thought
:about. But now it's just a dream we had. Before John lost his way.
:How did it all go so wrong? We were riding high. John's brilliant
:vision. And my star was rising in the academic field. Together
:we were unstoppable. We were gonna make a real difference.
:We could help the Na'vi-kind and humanity. Together.
:We all had to make sacrifices. Some ... they made the ultimate
:sacrifice. But the science, the progress. Yeah, we did what we
:thought was right to make TAP a reality. And now ... TAP is just
:a tomb for our dead dreams. Or maybe not. Just maybe.
===Alma's personal log: Considering Ardmore===
:Location: Kinglor Forest Resistance Headquarters, Maintenance
:Secondary Location (it respawns if not collected): Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout
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:ALMA: Fighting against Mercer and his buffoons, I sometimes
:forget he's part of a much larger machine that's pushing its
:way across Pandora. I haven't heard from Jake in a while, but
:judging by the chatter we've caught, General Ardmore still
:wants his head on a platter. And why wouldn't she? All that
:stuff he's been pulling? Stealing all those weapons? I wish l'd
:been there to see it. Maybe, once the clans here agree to unite
:under our cause, we too will be able to do something like that.
:Right now we just don't have the numbers for it. I can only
:hope Jake continues to keep Ardmore occupied. Harding is bad
:enough, but Ardmore is a four star general, and a damn good
:one. She's a perfect tool for the RDA. Smart, but brutal. If
:anyone stands a chance of actually colonizing Pandora, it's her.
===Alma's personal log: Supply chains===
:Location: Kinglor Forest Resistance Headquarters, Maintenance
:Secondary Location (it respawns if not collected): Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout
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:ALMA CORTEZ: Jake is hitting RDA mining camps and supply
:drops. We can do the same over here.
:Recon shows mining camps are largely concentrated in
:sectors three and four but ... Looks to me that they're starting
:to spread out. Not sure how they're targeting particular spots.
:Priya thinks the balloons we've seen might be fitted with
:scanners. I-I need to look into that.
:And we'll hit the supply drops in small teams. And try to get in
:and out before the RDA arrive for pick-up. I'm trying ... I am
:really trying to do what I can here to make up for ... some of the
:mistakes that I've made in the past. I guess only time will tell if
:it was enough.
===Alma's personal log: The right choice===
:Location: Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout
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:ALMA: I should take more breaks from the linkbed.
:But the air outside, the smells, the sense of freedom. I just
:can't keep myself to these walls.
:The kids must feel the same. To be outside for the first time
:must have been overwhelming for them.
:All that beauty. And so much danger.
:Teylan still seems a bit awkward with the change, though I
:think he likes it in HQ. So much for him to tinker with.
:Ri'nela asks all the right questions. She will be a leader one day.
:And Nor looks confident. Radiant, almost. No longer the moody
:teenager he used to be.
:I think they're all doing fine. Learning. Flourishing. Thanks to us.
:We made the right choice.
===Anqa's personal log: The Aranahe issue===
:Location: River Delta Station
:ANQA SALAAM: I feel like I need to record this. I don't know.
:There'll be consequences, that's for sure.
:Asahe ... oh, man. (clears throat) The Aranahe tsahik. She was
:bringing us more supplies. And they were just ... they were
:ready for us. RDA. It was an ambush. I barely got us out; holding
:down the throttle for dear life.
:How'd they know? Gotta strengthen our comms. Or maybe
:they've been watching us ...
:Alma's pretty upset about the whole thing. Dunno what has her
:more cut up - that Asahe was shot or that the Na'vi are mad at
:her.
:Okay, maybe that's unfair. Alma, if you're listening to this, stay
:outta my stuff. Had to drag her ass into the Samson outside
:the clan Hometree. She didn't wanna leave; their hunters made
:us go once they saw Asahe's wound.
:The clan leader carried her inside. Ka'nat. His face ... (sighs) If
:she dies, we're gonna have a problem with that clan. For sure.
===Billy's personal log: Leaving the RDA===
:Location: Kinglor Forest - Waterway Valley, in an area revealed by the quest Finding Home - Part 11
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:BILLY NASH: Wh ... what was that? Shit. Knowing my luck I'll get
:eaten by something, waiting for these tree-huggers to pick me up.
:"Join the Resistance", they said. "Fight for hope" or some BS.
:Shh. Thought I heard something. How many more hours hiding
:in this cave?
:I wasn't meant to go out like this. But it's hang with the hippies
:or deal with Mercer's special brand of crazy with a side order of
:Harding, who's scarier than my uncle Frank.
:I don't want to be disappeared like Jonesy after that one
:Harding patrol went wrong. No. No! I'm done with that. This has
:got to be better. Right?
===Blue interrogation===
:Location: Upper Plains, in the Stone Hold Extractor Plant
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:ANGELA HARDING: So, we're in a position where we might want
:to interrogate some more blues. I know we have operatives
:with experience in this field, but it is vital to realize that what
:works on people might not work on blues. First of all, and this
:shouldn't come as a surprise, you'll need an interpreter. Not
:just for the language, but for how the blues think in general.
:Pluck someone from the SciOps pool, preferably someone with
:a little steel to their spine. Flag any refusals you might get to a
:superior. Second, get someone who understands blue
:physiology beyond that they're tall and can tear your arms off
:on a whim. We've had some potential assets wasted from the
:"enhanced techniques" ... it was not effective. Preferably the
:interrogator should have that knowledge themselves, so get
:into those files and find out what really rattles their cage. I've
:put together some additional material from our first outing to
:this zone, which may prove useful, or at the least entertaining.
===Brainstorm ===
:Audio log has not been found, text and audio retrieved from game files. It is unclear if this log actually appears in the game.
:Game files indicate this log is found in Drill Base Omega.
:This audio log is potentially missable. Drill Base Omega is featured in the final main quest and then is destroyed.
: JOHN MERCER: Okay, let's see. Gentlemen, ladies, sons of
:bitches, yada yada yada yada. Yeah, we broke the pretty Na'vi
:arches! (chuckles) Maybe not the best way to introduce the topic
:to the top brass. I'm confident everyone is aware of the sudden
:change in the literal landscape of the Western Frontier, and I
:know there has been some consternation, as this wasn't a part of
:the agreed-upon action plan. (Now, throw in a little dispersal
:of guilt.) The fact is that Colonel Harding's reckless handling
: of the native situation, as well as the unauthorized operations
:she has engaged in for personal gain, have created a state of
:open hostilities. This has forced me to break protocol and employ
:these radical methods on an accelerated schedule. (In other words,
:more money, faster! It's gonna be hard for them to argue with
:that!) Before we move onto the consequences, I would like to direct
:your attention to the exceptional gains that we are witnessing already.
:Add graphs here, numbers go up, people start smiling, nodding to
:each other… yeah. They're gonna love it. Maybe some handwringing
:about the natives, a bit of bootlicking, but nobody's really
:listening anyway since they're just watching the graphs go through
:the roof, and pow! Applause, exceptional initiative, saved the
:operation from disaster. Shortlist for promotion. Time for
:John Mercer to get a new title.
===Daniela's personal log: Forever on Pandora===
:Location: Kinglor Forest Resistance Headquarters, Command Center
:Secondary Location (it respawns if not collected): Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout
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:DANIELA: Okay. Alma. Here you go. I'm recording my feelings.
:(scoffs) What a waste of time. She thinks I have "stuff" to
:process. She's a doctor, all right. Through and through. (sighs)
:Decisions like this aren't easy. It's not like I don't want kids.
:And I know Jin'll be the most incredible dad. But family
:planning was kind of cut short. He knows that. 
:Circumstances are different. We're not turning around at the
:end of a five-year tour and going home. We're Resistance now.
:If we have kids, it'll be here. Pandora. I'm not doing that in a
:warzone. And even if we were safe ... It's never really safe here.
:I don't know if I can do it at all, really. I don't know what kind of
:mom I would be. Would I be better than mine? Jin would balance me out.
: I don't know. If he can just hang on a little longer.
:Till things settle a bit. Maybe we can talk about it again.
===Defoliant report===
:Location: Gas Extraction Plant Alpha
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:JOHN MERCER: On the topic of our current ground clearing
:methods. While I appreciate the Settlement Director's
:concerns over the use of defoliants prior to the mechanical
:removal of the heavier vegetation, I can assure you this poses
:no risk to our future human settlers. Yes, operators have
:reported experiencing "a metallic taste" when in the
:processed zones, but our masks are perfectly adequate for
:filtering out any major contaminants from the air. While this of
:course leaves the potential issue of dermal absorption, I would
:like to point out that by the time any actual settlers arrive in
:the processed zones, all aboveground defoliants will have
:been washed away by the rains. As for our preference on the
:defoliants as opposed to fire, we are able to deploy them
:without inciting an immediate response from the Na'vi, thus
:preserving SecOps resources, which I keep being told are a
:highly limited commodity all of a sudden. I trust this addresses
:all of your concerns on the matter.
===Feral Attack===
:Location: Computer Terminal in the Upper Plains, Step's Cradle
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:AMP SUIT PILOT: Today's report is ... Charlie Foxtrot. 
:Disruptive wildlife presence, as officers say. Messed-up kind.
: Feral.
:Damn thing jumped us before you can say knife. Chewed up my
:AMP suit real bad.
:I wouldn't be telling you this if it wasn't for air support.
:But I got a close look at the thing. Had SciOps scribbled all
:over. Straps. Tattoos. The hell's that about?
:Asked at the mess hall and guess what? Failed experiment.
:Turning animals against each other. To clear off mining sites
:and shit.
:That's what the guys said. But I don't know. Thing had its
:tentacle feeler missing.
:I bet scientists tried to pull off some mind control thing. Turn
:them into zombie weapons or something. Hope they don't start
:doing that to us.
===Feral Report AS366===
:Location: Clouded Forest, The Cut: Research Station Alpha
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:SENIOR SCIENTIST: On the matter of yesterday's behavioral
:evaluation, the progress so far is less than ideal. The
:hypothesis that removing the neural whip of a younger subject
:would lead to a more controlled result thanks to the plasticity
: of the developing brain is so far proving to be flawed.
:Admittedly the measurable benefits may await us further
:down the line, and these kinds of early findings are tea leaves
:at best, but based on what I've seen I find it hard to be
:optimistic. We should explore the possibility of acquiring a
:newborn subject, or even better, a pregnant one. As an aside,
:one Hajir Beshara continues to be cause for concern, forming
: attachments to the test subjects that then motivate his
:disruptive outbursts. I am getting tired of reminding him that
: we are acting fully within the bounds of the RDA's ethical
:guidelines and am strongly considering having him removed
:from the project.
===For Hajir: New Moss===
:Location: Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout
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:ALEXANDER: Hello Hajir. It's evening here. I've just made myself
:a tea. I think you'd like this one. A bit twiggy but it's refreshing.
:I don't know. Everything tastes bitter these days. But it's not
:the tea. It's that you're not here to share it with me.
:Oh, you should see this new region, Haj. Frightening but
:beautiful, nonetheless.
:Such lichens and mosses! One of them is particularly
:intriguing in its cellular structure. Perhaps to account for the
:very low light levels here.
:(sighs) My work is all I have now. For some reason I'm still here
:and you're not. So I owe it to you to make that count.
:Otherwise I'm just left with "why"? And that is one question I
:have no hypothesis for.
:Anyway. I shall sign off for now. Until tomorrow, old friend.
===Goodbye, Dani===
:Location: Ruins of Kinglor Forest Resistance Headquarters
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:JIN-YOUNG MACKAY: Dani. I just wanted to talk. To you. And doing it
:on this datapad, leaving it here, it makes it more real somehow.
:Etching the words into whatever little chip is driving this thing.
:Etching them onto reality so maybe you'll hear them. Wherever you
:are. And I mean, with what happened with Jake, anything's possible,
:right? I just miss you so much. I feel like a tree that's grown
:hollow and empty under the bark. I don't know what to do now. I
:wouldn't be here without you. I'd still be an RDA stooge, helping
:them destroy this paradise like a dumb-ass. I've never been a
:fighter the way you are, but I can fix things, and I can cook. Roof
:over your head and a full belly, that's half the battle, right? I
:wish I could cook for you again. I had planned this dinner just for
:us, and I was going to ask... Sorry, I'm rambling. I just wanted to
:say... I just wanted to say goodbye, Dani. And... I love you.
===Harding's personal log: Boogeyman?===
:Location: Airship wreckage on the island northeast of Stony Herd Na'vi Camp, west of Stone Processor Alpha
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:ANGELA HARDING: Gotta record this so I'll remember it in the
:morning. Apparently the rookies think we have some sort of
: super Na'vi out there in the jungle. A real boogeyman that
:stands thirteen feet tall and just appears out of nowhere.
:Seeking revenge for all the blues that got wasted in the
:rebellion. But it gets better. According to these dumb-asses,
:this one collects dog tags from his kills, and wears them all
:around his neck. A thousand of them. I'd like to think that I
:would have noticed that kind of dip in our numbers. Oh, and he
:uses our guns, because of course he does, and he can flip a
:truck with his bare hands. (laughs) Idiots. I mean sure, if this
:means that the rooks won't be sleeping at their posts, I'm all
:for a bit of creative scuttlebutt, but we can't have them
:shooting at shadows either. A regular blue is bad enough when
:they're all riled up. Gotta address this before people start
:getting too paranoid over a bunch of nonsense.
=== Harding's personal log: Loop Ardmore in?===
:Location: Gas Extraction Plant Bravo
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:ANGELA HARDING: Bastard. Been sitting there in his bizarre
:office feeling like a real Machiavelli. Waiting to pounce. To
:undermine me in front of the board. Can just imagine the
:memo he's writing to them right now. Well, John, two can play
:at that game. You want the nuclear option? Okay. I'm sure
:General Ardmore would love to hear about what really went
:down at TAP. That's a box of worms we do share though. Tricky.
:Still, I was just the head of security. He was the big boss. Him
:and Cortez. We did the dirty work, yeah, but it was all his
:orders. His plan. And then, all that time wasted trying to turn
: those blues into something useful. Trying to instill some kind
:of discipline in them. Got a couple of killers and a few bed-
:wetters out of it. Well done, John. Ardmore's old-school
:though. She gets it. The chain of command. Might see the value
:of keeping things compartmentalized ... or she might just ship
:my ass back to Earth.
===Internal message: Mercer needs to go ===
:Location: Horizontal Miner Alpha
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:ANGELA HARDING: General Ardmore. I am losing confidence in
:Director Mercer's ability to sustain operations in the Western
:Frontier for much longer. He has grown prone to becoming
:sidetracked, even obsessed, with issues stemming from our
:first campaign on Pandora. He is also actively unloading any of
:his missteps onto others in the surrounding organization. Just
: to speak freely for a moment, Ma'am, that man's a damn
:psycho. You should see his office. Everything at a perfect right
:angle. He's not just into neatness. He's a control freak.
:Everything set just so. I picked up a stapler once, and it's like
:I'd slapped him. Made me put it back before we could continue,
:and even then, had to set it at exactly the same angle as his
:pens. Which is to say, Director Mercer is showing some erratic
:behavior which may end up sinking this operation. I would like
:us to discuss a contingency plan to minimize losses to
:SecOps.
=== Killer Blue===
:Location: Airship wreckage along the Threaded River, west of Gas Collector Charlie and north of Leaning Glade Na'vi Camp.
: ELITE SOLDIER: The Colonel asked me to tell you rookies my story.
:Said it would help fact-check some rumors. Let's see how that goes.
:You heard about this blue. Vicious killer. Hunts AMP suits for sport.
:I'd like to tell you it's all hearsay. But I'm not gonna.
: Back then I was a rookie. Fresh off the ISV.
:Rebellion broke out. Before I knew it I was on recon ten klicks
:to the Hallelujah Mountains. Deep of the forest.
:I didn't see nothing but a shadow.
:Leaped over us and sliced the squad to ribbons. Pure, boiling rage.
:I panicked. I emptied mag after mag but didn't even graze him.
:Less than a minute, the whole squad was gone. But I lived. Somehow.
:I heard his name was So'lek... something like that.
:If anything can help you against him, it is fear. Be afraid.
===Message for Anqa: Radio parts ===
:Location: Kinglor Forest Resistance Headquarters, Living Quarters
:Secondary Location (it respawns if not collected): Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout
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:PRIYA CHEN: Hey. Hi. Anqa. Just a quick message about that ...
:oh it's Priya, by the way. But you knew that.
:Anyway, just a message about that part I was needing for the
:radio. Just wondered if any of the scouting parties had found
:one. 
:Also ... missed you at lunch today. Jin-young said that you'd
:left just before I arrived. Not that I asked. He just, you know ...
:like told me and I was like "No way? Too bad."
:So anyway, if you do get that part, let's hook up. I mean meet.
:Let's meet up. For the party.
:Okay, bye.
===Message for Priya: Meteor shower===
:This audio log is missable. It does not appear to respawn after the destruction of HQ.
:Location: Kinglor Forest Resistance Headquarters
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:ANQA SALAAM: Hey, Priya. Got your message about the radio
:parts. We were salvaging yesterday but didn't find anything for
:you. Got some good stuff for the armory, though. Sorry. That's
:boring.
:So, yeah. Yesterday, Alex was talking. I wasn't really listening ...
:because, you know, Alex. But then he mentioned this meteor
: shower. So, I thought maybe we could watch it. Together. I
: mean ... only if you want to.
:It's supposed to be really pretty. And that made me think of
:you. If you're into it, I'll meet you at the landing pad at zero
:hundred.
===On wildlife management===
:Location: Stone Processor Bravo
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:JOHN MERCER: On the topic of wildlife management. First of all,
:I feel that the board's time has been wasted in escalating this
:matter to them. The Settlement Director is well aware that we
:do not currently have the resources to even catalogue the
:populations around the proposed settlement zones. We can
:only progress on this matter once the Na'vi have been
:adequately pacified and the lingering fringe elements from the
:rebellion have been expunged from the area. This is not
:something Colonel Harding has been able to achieve at this
: time. Once we have the manpower for secondary tasks, I can
:assure everyone that wildlife management is at the top of the
:list. Future settlers will experience Pandora without having to
: worry about some of its more dangerous elements. This will
: mean culling and chasing away any serious predators, leaving
: enough breeding pairs to support leisure hunting further out
:from the settlements. I am aware of the effect this will have
:on the prey populations, but I am sure our less ambitious
:hunting enthusiasts will help us in achieving a balance there. I
:will be happy to discuss this plan in more detail once it is
:actually timely to do so.
===Priya's recording===
:Location: Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout
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:NOR: And it was so beautiful, So'lek. I just leaned against a tree
:a -- Priya! I told you before! Get that thing out of my face
: before I-
===Priya's personal log: "New Alma"===
:Location: Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout
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: PRIYA CHEN: I ... it's Priya. Obviously. I don't know what day it is.
:Nothing makes sense ... Alma's dead. Alma. Is. Dead.
:Oh wow. That's weird. But you know what the really weird,
:screwy part is? There's this whole other Alma just walking
:around. Except she's not blue and she's got tiny eyes. Do we all
:have such tiny eyes?
:I just ... I feel like good Alma was killed. And we're left with this
:other one who everyone hates. But really it's the same person.
:Or is it? 
:I don't know what to think. I'm not really the one for existential
:crises, but this is a real brain-breaker.
: And I'm ... I'm sad. My friend died. No. No. She was murdered. I
:know she did some bad things, but Nor had no right. I'm glad
:he's gone. Maybe he's glad too. He never liked it here. Never
:liked us. Humans.
:But we're trying to help. Alma was trying to help. She was
:protecting them. She tried. Right?
:Mercer's the bad one. That's all I know for sure. And that other
:Alma... she wants to hang out, just like old times. But... she's not
:my friend. Not— I think I hear someone. Signing off.
===Question Ref. Toxic Chemicals===
:Location: TAP Con-1
 
: WAREHOUSE MANAGER: Hey. Anyone know anything about this
:surprise shipment of hazardous chemicals? This is some
:seriously amped up corrosives. And now I have 80 barrels
:taking up space in my warehouse?!
===RDA SecOps log: Probably my final report===
:Location: Computer Terminal on the south edge of the Stone Hold near Guardian's Falls, in the Upper Plains
:SPECIALIST: This is specialist Sonya McClusky. I'm sitting in
:what used to be a Scorpion before some blues did a fly-by, put
:an arrow through the pilot and sent us to the ground. My leg's
: messed up and I'm seeing a distinct lack of any kind of
: emergency signal, so I guess I'm pretty much screwed. I'm
:going to try and find an outpost, but in case some blue freak
:comes to finish the job, I got some observations I'd like to
:share first. Who the hell thought it was a good idea for us to go
:corralling direhorses when there's a war going on? I appreciate
:some of the extra incentives as much as the next guy, but this
:was just dumb. Also, hey, to everyone at the vehicle pool, great
:job maintaining these things. Really loving the way our radios
:kept cutting out, and how no one knows we've gone down, and
:can't trace our signal now. No really, number one fan here. I
:gotta get moving before it gets dark. If you find my body, burn
:it and choke a blue with the ashes.
=== RDA internal memo - Watch out for Mercer!===
:Location: TAP Con-1
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:RDA SOLDIER: Keep your head down. I heard Mercer's out for
:blood today. Something went wrong with the project or
:whatever. I might have to spend the day doing a stock check in
:maintenance.
===RDA internal update: Cages - priority one===
:Location: TAP Con-1
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:RDA SOLDIER: They moved up the go date for the cages. No
:warning, but what's new. They're moving out tonight, so make
:this prio one. Let's get it done.
===RDA log: Cursed Stone Pillars?===
:Location: Gas Harvester Alpha
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:RDA Soldier: I woke up too early. Can't stop thinking about the
:rumors. Rookies keep saying that place west of the Stone
: Pillars is cursed.
: (scoffs) I told 'em: "That's the whole damn rainforest!"
:I'm not usually spooked by rumors, but I've seen enough crazy
:things since we've got here to know most of the time there's
:truth to them.
:We're the third squad to be sent. Bodies vanish but the gear is
:there and the boss can't even be bothered to retrieve it
:himself.
:I keep looking at the terrain. Open area, surrounded by rivers.
:Maybe it's the visibility that makes people too confident.
:We still don't know what attacked them. Means it's fast and it
:knows how to stalk its prey.
:I don't believe in ghosts or curses, but monsters? Yeah.
:Monsters I do.
===RDA log: Last message?===
:Location: Oil Extractor Bravo
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:RDA SOLDIER: I think it's gone.
:Everyone else is dead. 
:I waited ... I waited for so long. I couldn't do anything except
:stare at these damned floating islands.
:The others emptied their mags but it didn't care. 
:I barely saw it - or them - jump from the vine, I can't even tell if
:it was alone or not.
: Black. Like a shadow. It had these ... claws - they sliced
:through meat like it was warm butter.
: I never felt so sick. 
:Why this thing spared me I'll never know.
:I thought I was dead. Maybe I died for a minute. Am I dead? This
:moon is hell.
:The gear was there, between me and Gas Harvester Echo.
:Beast didn't care for it but I'm not going back. Never going
:back.
===RDA report on local insurgency===
:Location: Drill Outpost Alpha
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:ANGELA HARDING: General Ardmore. I regret to report that the
: pacification of the clans in the Western Frontier is more or
: less at a standstill. This has a great deal to do with Director
:Mercer's habit of greenlighting extraction operations based
:purely on geographic survey data. He pays no regard to the
:strategic aspect, or the possible levels of retaliation that the
:operation might draw from the locals. Frankly, he is using
:SecOps as a one-stop solution and expects us to clear any
:opposition with the available manpower. When I protest, he
:has me request more troops, as I have done today while
:knowing that the request will be denied. We can of course
:manage any isolated engagements, but the constant
:pushback means allocating a dangerous percentage of our
: forces to guard and patrol duties. If an unforeseen element
:were to emerge, it could destabilize the operation. This leads
:me to Alma Cortez and her makeshift band of guerrillas, who
:have been showing increased activity. We do not know if they
:are receiving orders from Sully, but I would second a temporary
:special deployment just to finally root them out of the jungle.
===Resistance Field Data: Aranahe interview===
:Location: Boulder Station
 
:SA'NOP: And I speak, as I am now? A strangely inventive
:machine. It can hear me? Records my stories. (laughs)
:Well, well. I am not sure Aranahe stories would have much
:meaning to Sky People.
:Perhaps you could tease out some understanding of our
:existence in my words, but it would be just of the moment, you see.
:Stories are not meant to be bound in this way. They must
:move, to flow, from person to person, generation to
:generation.
:(laughs) Ah, do not be disappointed; I do have a story you can
:keep. A legend, much loved by the Aranahe, of how the kinglor
:first chose our Hometree.
:(clears throat)
:Long ago, a great storm raged through the forest. A cocoon
:was torn from its nest.
:It fell and broke apart, before the kinglor inside was ready to fly.
:Scared and alone, she crept through the dangerous forest.
:Beasts clawed and shadows snapped! But she came across a
: clearing, and saw the stars. 
:She knew she must test her wings. And so, she rose higher and
:higher in delight, soaring to the Boundless Range itself. And
:there, she saw it.
:Our tree, in the distance. Calling her home.
===Resistance Field Data: Kame'tire song ===
:Location: Resting Tree Lab
 
:HAWM: Kin said you wish to hear our stories.
: Move closer to ...? Ah. This? What a peculiar object. It can
:repeat what I say, for others to hear and learn?
:Perhaps it will like this song. It is Kame'tire. My mother clan.
:When we were little, the fog descended in the Clouded Forest,
:it was as if the swaying trees whispered and echoed. Like big,
:unseen animals hiding in the fog. Waiting for us. We would be
:so frightened.
:So, grandmother would sing to us. It went ... 
:(hums) 
:Do not fear the echoing mists, child. Lie down and sleep. 
:(hums)
:Stay where the fire gives its warmth. The Gentle One walks near.
:(hums)
:Let the trees whisper in the mist, child. Do not fear.
:(hums)
:For where the Gentle One walks there shall be no danger for you.
===Resistance Field Data: The First Zakru===
:Location: Overlook Field Lab
:KÌN: Everything was young once, even the zakru. The first of
:them walked these very plains countless generations ago, long
:before the first songs. They savored the tasty gifts of the soil
:as the storms tickled on their mighty sides and made them
:snort with delight. These zakru were like mountains, and there
:was nothing that could threaten them, other than their own
:appetite. And so, the day dawned that they had eaten
:everything around them. The zakru became afraid, but raising
:their snouts, they could smell the promise of fertile soil over
:the great lake. The zakru began across but were so great and
:slow now that the night would fall between each step. Then
:two. Then four. And so, by the time they came to the middle,
:they had stopped. Like the mountains they were, the
:mountains they became. And that is where they still stand
:dreaming of the feast that is forever out of their reach.
===Ri'nela's personal log: Are we really alone?===
:Location: Overlook Field Lab
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:RI'NELA: I'm exhausted. On days like this, trying to pull together
:our clan's ways feels like grasping at wisps of smoke. Chasing
: shadows in the coils of the tarsyu. Could there still be a
:Sarentu somewhere, breathing the same air we do? All the
:clans here react with such surprise to us. Testifying on how
:long it's been since they've seen anyone bear our mark. But
:Pandora is vast. Even the Kinglor Forest holds secrets from the
:Aranahe, who have lived there for countless generations. Why
:couldn't a single Sarentu, or even a family, pass by unnoticed?
:But would they? Would they hide? After we disappeared behind
:TAP's walls, perhaps. But all those years without the RDA. The
:years of our cold sleep, suspended in the darkness. Surely,
:they would have emerged. Maybe it is just us now. Still. Our
: elders live on. In the memories of the other clans. That is
:where we can find them. And find ourselves. In the
:impressions our parents made. Which even matters the most?
: The traditions or their impact? No, that is for later. I need to
:close my eyes. There is so much to do tomorrow.
=== Ri'nela's personal log: The truth===
:Location: Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout
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:RI'NELA: We really were alone all this time. The one person we
:thought was on our side? The one person protecting us from
:Mercer and Harding? A liar. "Saving" us from a slaughterhouse.
:Embracing us crying and bloody, mistaking herself for a
:mother. Mourning for the orphans that her own ambition made.
: Mourning for the families it destroyed. Only to cover our eyes
:and ears while wrapping us in her arms. And now, she asks for
:forgiveness and expects us to mourn her disguise? The stolen
: skin she hid under all these years? (sighs) Yet at the same
:time, I must don a mask as well. Put aside my own pain to tend
: to that of others. To be calm, level-headed, and look for the
:way forward. Because that is what a leader does. Forgiveness
:is something that can only be found with time. Time, which we
: have precious little of right now.
===Soup Sandwich===
:Location: Hydro Oil Extractor Alpha
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:RDA SOLDIER: Today's a wrap. Full extraction, zero casualties.
:For once. 
:Last eight months it's been easy as pie. But then, BAM! All over,
: shit's being blown up by a bunch of blues who somehow know
:where to hit. Where it hurts.
: I wonder ... My bud said she was in some op. Hushed-up stuff.
:Said the whole thing was a cover-up. Some messed up
:experiments with blue kids.
:What if the lab rats escaped, went insurgent?
:Huh. So, now's up to the grunts to clean the higher-ups' mess.
=== TAP subject log: Aha'ri===
:Location: TAP Con-1
:ALMA: Female. Uh. Approximately five years. Weight- Fifty-one
:kilos. No injuries. Name. Aha'ri. I think. She stopped talking
:after we got her here.
===Test recording: Daniela===
:Location: Kinglor Forest - Waterway Valley, in an area revealed by the quest Finding Home - Part 11
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:DANIELA: Hah. Gathering data like a real scientist, Dani. Oi.
: Ready to join the good guys. I'll play.
:We're in a cave. Cozy for the circumstances. Jin's sleeping like
:a log. Defecting has been tough on him. He's been scared for
:weeks. So worried we'd be discovered. He planned each and
:every step. Then, leaving in the dead of night ... And look at him
:now. Snoozing like a tired puppy even before we get picked up.
:He made it. I'm proud of him.
:But is he ready for what's next? Me, I'll be fine. The guerrilla life
:sounds almost like home. And I can't wait to start kicking RDA ass.
:But Jin ... He'd follow me to hell and back but he's no fighter.
:Even if this time it's the good fight.
=== Teylan's log: Personal notes===
:Location: Ruins of Drill Base Omega, after the main story. There is a hole you can swim into near some smoke. Following that, a short time-based puzzle allows access to the room where this log is hidden.
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:TEYLAN: Day number ... uh ... I don't know. I should get a
:calendar. "An organized day is an organized mind." 
:I'm keeping notes like a real scientist now. Mercer said I should.
:He gave me this tablet. Set it down right next to me. The sun
:was in my eyes; I couldn't see him properly. I don't think he
:was smiling. 
:He said he knew I'd understand why. Why he had to ... do that ...
:to HQ. Everything he's doing ... He said he's working really hard,
:and ..
: I keep thinking about it, over and over. I can't sleep. Just
:staring at the ceiling tiles. Imagining it falling down on ... all of them.
:I thought about leaving last night. Running away, like a kid. I
:packed a bag and everything. But if Aha'ri couldn't do it, I have no chance. 
:There's nowhere to go, anyway. They'll never forgive me. I can't forgive myself.
:Sometimes, I wish ... I wish we'd never left TAP. I know I shouldn't.
:But, it was home. We were all together.
:I don't think we'll ever be together again.
===Teylan's personal log: Change===
:Location: Kinglor Forest Resistance Headquarters, outside the base. Accessible after the base is destroyed.
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:TEYLAN: "Teylan's log." Hmm. No. "Tech Log, by Teylan."
:"Teylan's Technological ... " Oh, I'll name this later. So'lek is
:giving me funny looks.
: But, this is home now. I like it. It's a bit different though. People
:here don't really ask me to do anything. Alma said I can keep
:some things from TAP. Like my hat. And I have my radio from
:Mercer. It's still broken but, I'm opening it up right now. Might
:be able to do something with the wiring.
:I'm keeping track of everything I fix here. A list for Alma. We
: have a lot to catch up on. Sixteen years. I bet she really missed us.
:She told me a story once, in TAP. About a girl who slept for one
:hundred years. It wasn't true; it's just a story. But Alma's body
:sleeps too. She said her body, her real body, is asleep while
:she walks around in her Avatar. So I guess sixteen years of
:sleeping isn't so bad. What did we do while we slept? I don't
:remember having any dreams --
:(gasps in shock) Whoa. My radio ... I think ... I think it made noise...
===Thoughts on defectors===
:Location: Hydro-Oil Extractor Charlie
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:JOHN MERCER: Nothing like starting the day with two fresh
:defector files on my desk. Hmm, married couple. Wonder which
:one came up with the idea? Guessing him. Looks like a chump.
:Good luck raising a family out in the damn jungle. And for
:what? To "protect" a moon that wants to kill every human on it,
:with a population to match? I kind of get it when this happens
:with the labcoats. Especially the ones with the humanities
: minors. Pfft! Should have screened those out before letting
:them on the ships. But soldiers? And what's this? A
:construction engineer? Should have a better head on himself
:than that. Jin-young MacKay ... Solid resume. Hobbies ...
:Carpentry? This guy. Makes things out of trees, but tears up a
: solid contract, to, what, save some alien trees? (sighs)
:Numbskulls and hippies, the lot of them. At least they've
:raised the average IQ around here by leaving. Not that they
:shouldn't be shot on sight. Save everyone the court martial.
===URGENT NOTICE - IMMEDIATE EVAC ===
:Location: TAP Con-1
:RDA SOLDIER: Mercer's flipped the switch. Full evacuation and
:jettison. Delete all your files. No exceptions. No questions.
== The Sky Breaker Audio Logs ==
===Alma's Personal Log: Aftermath ===
:Location: Great Games Camp
:ALMA: I'd heard whispers about the NeuroSect's development
: years ago. I was curious at the time. Little did I know. I tried to
:close my mind to it. But, my God... it's like putting your brain
:through a meat-grinder. Every thought squeezing to the
:surface. Everything you don't want to think about... right there.
:Inescapable. The kids. TAP. The Sarentu moot. John. All of it.
:[pause] I wish I'd had more time with Mokasa. I think, in the
: end... we really could have helped each other. But he's gone
:now. Dying's an easy way to redemption, isn't it? [pause]
:That's horrible. It's not what I meant; I just mean... he'll be
: remembered for the right reasons now. His work is done. Mine
:is only beginning. [pause] I've been trying to find ways to... to
:reconnect with the kids. More and more, I feel them slipping
:away from me. As though I am a chapter of their lives they
:would rather leave closed. [pause] I'll die here too, one day. On
:Pandora. I wonder where they'll bury me? Probably next to my
:avatar. Do they think I deserve to lie in their soil? [laughs
:softly] That's a little melodramatic. [pause] I have too much
:time to think, now.
===Anqa's Personal Log: Close Call=== 
:Location: Great Games Camp, near the Resistance Samson
:ANQA: This has to be a Monday. I left my socks out to dry and a
:giant bug stole one of them. I'm sure that thing has an actual
: name, but I came up with new ones while shouting at it. What
:does a bug want with a sock anyway? Then I may have put my
:mug down on Priya's datapad, and now it has the faintest
: circle on it. You can barely see it, but she sure does. I think
:she's mad at me. Already offered to loot her a new one but
:apparently that's not the point. Got to figure out something to
:make it up to her. Then finally, I almost got wiped out by a...
:something. My fault for having my eyes on the ground instead
:of the clouds, but this thing just came out of nowhere.
:Swooped down past me. Close enough to almost flip the
:Samson and give me a heart attack. The moment I got things
:under control, I just booked it. So, can't say what it was exactly
:outside of big, dark, and in the air. Going to be real careful
:about the north end of the Crying Vale from now on though.
=== Data Request - Concerning the Na'vi use of human weaponry===
:Location: Command Station Bravo
:Editor's note: audio to be added shortly.
:CASSANDRA SLATE: Colonel Harding, I have been assessing
:some of the intelligence material about the hostiles in the
: Western Frontier. It strikes me as interesting that while there
:has been a proliferation of human-made weapons among the
:natives in the central theatre, mostly thanks to Jake Sully,
:there have been few mentions of such here despite active
:human interference. We know of a rogue avatar belonging to
:Dr. Alma Cortez, but based on the footage and reports from
:battles predating the death of Director John Mercer, her
:participation in overt combat operations against the RDA has
:been limited at best. On the other hand, we've been able to
:isolate two, disputedly three, distinct Na'vi using atypical
:equipment and tactics that diverge from the native population
:at large. Their clan affiliation remains equally hazy, as they
:have been seen operating both alone and alongside various
:clans. While I agree that two Na'vi are not going to decide the
:result of this engagement, we've seen the power of
:figureheads before. With this in mind, I would like to request
:access to the locked files of Director Mercer to try and find
:where these unusual Na'vi have emerged from.
===Field Report: Prototype Troop Tracking System=== 
:Location: Aerial Defense Station Bravo
:Editor's note: audio to be added shortly.
: Sec-Ops field report: Monitoring of prototype troop tracking
:network. The system aims to track troops in real-time, without
:interference from Pandoran electromagnetic fields. Early user
:feedback reports show persistent connection drops in the last
:24 hours. Ran stability test. Inconclusive. Also tested receiver.
:No fault detected. Appears to be an intermittent P.O.C error.
:A.K.A. piece of crap technology nobody has the time to get working
:properly. [pause] Must remember to delete that last bit.
=== Gunner's Personal Log: Get me Back to Bruno!===
:Location: Fueling Station Charlie
:Editor's note: audio to be added shortly.
:RDA GUNNER: One little prank and you get assigned to
: Harding's do-over operation. Why's she getting a second
:chance when I'm getting thrown to the wolves? Oh yeah, it's
:the rank. Gee, silly me! These people have no sense of humor.
:That thermite prank is a classic. It's damn right tradition at
:this point. And no one got hurt. Like, really hurt. You can barely
:tell the guy's had a skin graft! Not like he was a charmer to
:begin with... I could be flying with Commander Bruno, be one of
:Antonio's Assassins, but nope, guess we're not doing that.
:Instead, I get to risk my ass for Harding's ego. At least they
:didn't assign me to Slate. That woman's more frightening than
:anything on this damn moon. If lizard people exist, she's one of
:them. Don't know what Harding would be. Or Bruno. They broke
:the mold with that guy. Natural born officer. Got to find a way
: back into his squad once we're done blowing up these blues.
===Memo - Lax Approval Processes===
:Location: Comms Outpost Alpha
:Editor's note: audio to be added shortly.
:ALBERT HINCKLEY: I have been going over some of the logistics
:records in my free time, checking them for patterns of
:inefficiency. The laxity I have uncovered is deeply disturbing.
:For example, there was a report of high value equipment being
:lost during transport by the western river branch in what the
:locals call "Rider's Stretch", due to "an unspecified threat". An
:unspecified threat? Really now. I find the threats in this region
:to be quite easy to categorize. Either it is running around on
:two legs with a spear or a rifle, or it has six legs and wants to
:see if you are palatable. Granted, there are also the ones with
:wings, but I am sure you can see my point. I tracked down the
:person who had approved this report and was able to
:ascertain that one or more large and aggressive land-animals
:were responsible for hte loss. The specific species remains a
:mystery though as this person was very uncooperative and
:even hostile towards a superior officer. I will send a separate
:report on them later. In any case, I have drafted some plans
:for fixing this state of affairs that we can discuss at your leisure.
===Priya's Personal Log: Mokasa===
:Location: Great Games Camp
:PRIYA CHEN: Okay, okay - Anqa, check this out. That Kame'tire
: guy, you know, Mokasa? The one, who, uh... I should really keep
:my voice down. [clears throat] The one who told the RDA where
:to find the Sarentu clan way back when? You see where I'm
:going with this, right? He's here. Alma says he marched right
: up to her - big, scary dude - and he's all like "it's all your fault
: anyway" - 'cause he was kicked out of his clan, right? So, I
:don't know what's going to happen now. He's still here. How do
: Na'vi sort this kind of thing out? We might be heading back to
:HQ sooner than we thought if they cancel the Games. I don't
:think they will though. Everyone's kind of just... ignoring him
:now. Come find me when you get this.
===RDA All-Personnel Memo - On Everyday Threats===
:Location: Command Station Delta
:Editor's note: audio to be added shortly.
:ALBERT HINCKLEY: To all personnel. We continue to experience
:a threat that puts the functioning of this facility, no, the entire
:operation, at risk on a daily basis. This issue is the idling of
: vehicles pre, post, and during loading and unloading
:procedures. I should not have to remind everyone that we are
:operating on finite resources. Aside from wasting fuel, you are
:also reducing the viable operating life of the engine. I
:understand that "a few minutes" may not seem like much, but
:I can assure you that those minutes do add up and are being
:monitored. Naturally, if your truck has a crane or a lifting
:module, engine power is necessary for loading and unloading.
: This has been pointed out before, yet it does not excuse the
: majority of the fleet which does not have this equipment
:installed. Drivers continuing to engage in this manner of
:wasteful behavuor may receive an adjustment to their salary.
:In conclusion, I would like everyone to remember that while
:Pandora has its own unique host of dangers, we also need to
:remain vigilant of everyday threats such as these. By being
:mindful we can make for a more efficient RDA. Have a
:productive day.
===RDA Briefing: Neurosect ===
:Location: Operating Base Alpha
:This audio log is potentially missable. Operating Base Alpha cannot be reentered after its quest.
:RDA SCIENTIST: So let me give you guys a short briefing about
:the Neurosect. [pause] Firstly, I concede this a pricey piece of
: kit, it's comprised of a very delicate rotary imaging array, a
:battery of theta-wave emitters, a restraining chair and a *lot*
:of processing power. But you'll soon see where that money
: goes. A Neurosect uses invasive tomographical mapping of the
: prefrontal cortex, and key-word stimulus triggered responses
:in order to extract intel from a given subject. In layman's
:terms, if you're in the chair and we ask you to think of your
:mother, the neural flare-up we can see in your brain will
:resemble your mother. With repeated questioning we see more
:and more flares, and we can reconstruct a more and more
: accurate picture of your mother. Until we know everything that
:you* know about your mother. And the kicker is, when I say
: "mother" try not to think about your mother. Doesn't work,
: right? Try and fight it, try and fight it with your brain full of
:theta waves. That's a headache. Now imagine getting some
:hippy insurgent in this machine. You ask the right questions,
:very soon you'll know where he ate breakfast, and he can't lie
: about it.
===RDA Briefing: Oxygen Interrogation===
:Location: Operating Base Alpha
:This audio log is potentially missable. Operating Base Alpha cannot be reentered after its quest.
:RDA SCIENTIST: What I love about interrogating Na'vi with good
:old Earth-composition air is that you all have the equipment
:with you. All you need is a pressurized room, a bit of spare O2
:and time. Brass tacks. Na'vi physiology means they can
:breathe Earth air for a good long while, hours even. But they
:feel it after minutes. Without enough CO2 in the air, their blood
:alkalinity starts to creep up. First there's a headache, builds
:behind the eyes, and a little tingling in the extremities. Toes,
:fingers. You can watch 'em start to get a little tremble, maybe
:they get a little anxious. Soon they'll start gasping for air, but it
:won't help. Muscle aches, cramps - they find it harder to
:stand. Take it much further and we're in the useful zone for
:interrogation. They can still talk... just about. But thinking is
:hard, they don't know what they're saying or what they've
:already said. If you're going to get any useful intel out of an
:interrogation subject, this is when you're going to get it. Keep
:going and they'll lose consciousness and die, but honestly, if
:all you want to do to is kill a blue, why waste the air?
===RDA Officer's Log: High Operational Redundancy===
:Location: Refinery Processor Delta (outside, on crates below the raised end of the bridge) or Fueling Station Bravo (near the south gate on a crate), depending on the first installation you destroy.
:RDA SOLDIER: The colonel has ambitious demands for this
:facility. I'd say there was a bit of optimism sprinkled into them,
:but that's never the case with her. This place is going to
:deliver, one way or the other. And looking at the state of
:things, it's probably going to be the latter. The number of
:vehicles she's looking to have fueled from here is in the upper
:ranges of the specs, even if everything was brand new and in
:full working order. Instead, we have rotten electronics,
:patched pipelines, and something had died in one of the main
:tanks, forcing a full purge. What I don't get is why Lieutenant
:Hinckley's camp is not being considered in these numbers.
:With them online, we could drop the quotas to around 70%
:without running short. Basically, she's acting like one of these
:facilities might just go up in smoke at any moment. Admittedly,
:with her history in the region, it might not be a bad approach.
===Teylan's Personal Log: Come Home===
:Location: Painted Grove Na'vi Camp
:TEYLAN: Everyone's mad that Mokasa's at the Games. It's kind
:of weird. Ri'nela says we shouldn't talk to him. I don't want to
:talk to him anyway - he's a bit scary. Even though... I dunno. I
:feel kind of sorry for him too. But, Ri'nela says it's not just
:about what he did to Anufi... and to us. It's that he never
:owned up to his mistakes. She says he should have known
:better. [pause] But I DID know better. I knew it was wrong...
:talking to Director Mercer on my walkie. But I liked how he saw
:me. I was... special. Everyone here treats me like I didn't
:understand what I was doing. Sometimes I wish they'd just yell
:at me. Instead, they're nice. "oh, poor Teylan. He fell for
:Mercer's lies." It just makes me feel worse. Like the biggest
:fake of all time. [pause] It's hard to know how to come home
: when you've done something bad. [pause] Nor, if you find this
:somehow... you can come back. Please, come back. We miss
:you. [pause] You probably won't touch this log even if you do
:find it.
===The Great Games - A Xenological Revolution=== 
:Location: Sheltering Tree Field Lab
:Editor's note: audio to be added shortly.
:ALEXANDER TREMAYNE: Truly these Great Games offer a
: fascinating insight into the Na'vi way of life. And to be invited
:here ourselves - rarely has any human endeavor to study this
:culture been so welcomed. I find myself wondering if this is
:how the great Dr Grace Augustine felt when she ingratiated
:herself here with the Omatikaya clan. We're not just merely
:tolerated here, but greeted as allies. This delicate friendship
:must be tended to with respect and care. We must not
:overstep or overstretch. Still, I have high hopes for the
:knowledge these Games will bring. How do the Na'vi express
:friendly rivalry? In what ways do they ensure competition
: brings them closer rather than causing greater division? How
:are winners determined - and losers? And how are these
:winners and losers considered within clan society after the
:fact? Perhaps I'm still too human in my thinking. My
:observations so far lead me to conclude that these Games are
:not so stiff and formal, but instead an expression of joy and
:unity. They're purely fun. I hope to learn more tomorrow.
===Voice Memo - AMP Defender Requisition=== 
:Location: Processing Outpost Alpha
:Editor's note: audio to be added shortly.
:RDA SCIENTIST: Colonel Harding, let me first say how glad we
:are you're fielding AMP Defenders as part of your expeditionary
: campaign. I don't think you'll be disappointed, we're proud of
:the Defender, and we're very proud of its record as a defense
:and Na'vi pacification asset. Talking shop, this is a standard
:AMP chassis, just over four meters in height, all cockpit and
:ambulatory mechanisms are compliant with other Pandora
:spec models. So your motor pool supply logistics officer won't
:have any real headaches. Where it's different is mostly
:loadout. We have an integrated turret mount on top of the cab,
:you can put a Gau Ninety on it, a grenade delivery system, that
:kind of thing... but let's talk about the shield one of the oldest
:weapons in human history and it still works today. This
:ballistic shield is just under four meters of mixed alloys with
:a glass-polymer laminate window. Tough, simple, the blue's
:have nothing that can get through it, and boy, they've tried.
:And we've upped the grip strength in the hands a little, we're
:now at around two hundred kilograms per square centimeter
:which... well, we haven't seen it yet but that kind of pressure
:should interact with Na'vi bones real nice.
===Voice Memo - Monster Na'vi Investigation===
:Location: Command Station Alpha
:Editor's note: audio to be added shortly.
:EMMETT PORTER: Had a talk with Slate about a Western Frontier
:myth I guess you'd call it. "A monster Na'vi" that wears a
: collection of dog tags around its neck and comes out of
: nowhere to pick off Sec-Ops members.
:I conduct myself in the way of a rational human being and
:know that we have higher priorities right now, but there is
:something familiar about this "monster".
:By familiar, I not only mean that something similar has shown
:up in reports before, but that admittedly it triggers some
:personal memories as well.
:I don't necessarily claim it's a single individual. It might be
:multiple Na'vi assuming some kind of special warrior role we
:have not documented.
:Granted, this could also be a case of battlefield superstition.
:We're dealing with an alien species on an alien moon, and the
:human mind is nothing if not creative when so stimulated.
: Still, I feel like we should divert some of our intelligence
:resources to this matter, as the missing and killed Sec-Ops
:members are a hard, documented fact, even if their killer isn't.
===Voice Memo - What's Up, Colonel?===
:Location: Command Station Charlie
:Editor's note: audio to be added shortly.
:QUI PRICE: Hey Colonel, what's up? Yeah, was just wondering
:how's things? Only seen you at briefings now, and you do those
: online. Thought we would be hanging out a bit more here on the
:Western Frontier, you know? Showing the blues their place
: side by side. Kicking some ass. Maybe torching a village or two.
:You know? Fun. Got me stuck here babysitting this outpost
:and I'm not mad or nothing, but it ain't where the action is,
:right? I can dig being held back in case things get really heavy
:or something, but it's kind of a drag. So, I'm just saying. I'm right
:here coach, put me in the game, yeah?
===Zakru of the Upper Plains - A Study in Sound=== 
:Location: Rolling Slopes Field Lab
:Editor's note: audio to be added shortly.
:Alexander's recordings of zakru sounds.
==Main Story Notes==
===A Carpenter's Note=== 
:Location: Northeast of Giant's Refuge camp, near the bank of the River of Ancestors in the northeast corner of the Stone Cloud Valley domain of the Clouded Forest
: Hey.
: The Eagle says we should move the date. She’s scheduled for a
:long-range patrol the night before and won’t be 100%. She
:wants to get every advantage. Make sure this works out.
:There’s no need to rush. Postpone to next day? Yellow smoke
:at dawn if yes. 
:I’m worried, no lie. If this thing falls through, it’ll be bad. But the
:Eagle believes in you. So I do too. I don’t mean to sound
:ungrateful. I just don’t know you. I know her though. And I know
:watching this destruction and waste is killing me.
:The RDA is all about minerals. And chemicals. Things they can
:combine in a lab. But I love working with wood. I see in it the
:shapes I could bring out. And yes, of course. Living wood, trees,
:those are also beautiful. The RDA burns them to ash. Leaves
: splinters at best. Waste. I’m done. These aren’t people I want
: to raise a child around.
:We’ll wait for the signal.
: The Carpenter
===A Fourth Clan=== 
:Location: Airship wreckage in Stone Cloud Valley, northeast of Hunter's Meet camp. On the left side of the solitary waterfall on the River of Ancestors, north of Singer's Falls. 
:Contact report: The Fourth Clan
:We have sighting reports of the Fourth Clan moving into the
:region. So far, the intel is proving reliable.
:We have reason to believe that the Fourth Clan offers us a
:prime window of opportunity. The expected location gives us a
:strategic advantage. But the element of surprise is crucial.
:The Fourth Clan is known to be nomadic. But our intel suggests
:they are not warriors and will be traveling with families. In
:addition, they have no fixed habitation and therefore no
:barriers for us to overcome.
:We estimate arrival at 0400 hours. Ready units. Mercer wants
:this bad, so bring your A-game.
:R
===Additional Weaponry Request=== 
:Location: Laser Ore Processor Alpha
: Chris,
:Patrols spotted another Na'vi lurking around the outpost.
:Watching us .... Waiting. One of the rookies says this Na'vi is
:wearing our dog tags. Can you believe it? Dog tags ?! I'm not
:adding to the collection.
:Management's convinced this place is a fortress, but that just
:means we're a bigger target.
:There can't be any weaknesses. We need MORE firepower.
:Requesting 2 x MBS-22A sentries. 8 x.50 Cal Hydras. And as
: many incendiaries as you can spare.
:Corp. I.Hinton
=== Air Quality Index Findings=== 
:Location: Cornerstone Station
: Every day the air around the forest gets thicker. I checked the
: air quality in the field lab again this morning - the amount of
:pollution out there is devastating ... Even by RDA standards.
:The chimneys from the RDA's outposts engulf the sky with so
:much smoke that at night you can barely see Polyphemus. And
:the forest is choking because of it.
:The plants surrounding it can barely extend themselves
:towards the sun. New seeds wither and decompose. The soil is
: becoming drained of nitrogen. It's shocking enough to see it
:happen on Earth, but to see it happen here ... a planet whose
:atmosphere is predominantly nitrogen-oxygen based ... it's
:beyond belief.
:The RDA know too. And that makes it worse. They watch the
:forest crisp and fade, and they see the sky above painted grey.
:And still, they increase the output. And they build more. Has
:humanity learned nothing? Are we doomed to repeat our
:mistakes, over and over?
:We need to keep a close eye on the Index. Monitor changes at
:field labs. And hope we can find some way to help.
===Alma's personal log: They're awake===
:Location: Open Skies Station
: I should have gone back sooner. My God. Nearly 16 years.
:And it's like those years never passed. They all look exactly the
:same. So young. Innocent. It's a miracle they survived. I never
:imagined they would.
:Well, sometimes, I did wonder. Perhaps. And then I pushed it
:out of my mind. But - it seemed impossible. IMPOSSIBLE. I
:couldn't have known.
:I suppose if I'm being honest with myself, I couldn't bear to go
:back. I didn't want to face it. To face them, after everything.
: The thought of TAP made me sick to my stomach. It still does.
:All those poor kids went through. And there's so much hurt in
:their eyes. So much accusation. Except from Teylan. He seems
:more confused than anything, but happy to be here.
:I should have checked. I should have FORCED myself to check.
:Will they hate me forever for leaving them there?
: It's ironic, really. If Mercer hadn't come back, the RDA would
: never have scanned for life signs at TAP. Priya would never
: have intercepted their call.
:So, thanks, John. You saved the kids, in a roundabout way. I'm
:sure you're kicking yourself.
===Anqa's personal log: Aranahe problems===
:Location: Open Skies Station
:Yeah I was right. The Aranahe tsahik, Asahe, died. One of their
:hunters came to tell us. Told us the Aranahe were done with
:the Resistance. Their chief told his people all contact with us
:is banned, and if we come anywhere near that Hometree, we'll
:be treated as hostile. Basically a warning shot. The guy was
:real stuffy too. Looked down his nose at us. OK that's not hard
:for a Na'vi, but yeah. Seemed disgusted with Alma. Called
:Nihen/Nawen. No, NEYAN. One to watch, maybe. He could make
:trouble for us.
===Anqa's personal log: No news=== 
:Location: Kinglor Forest Resistance Headquarters
:Secondary Location (it respawns if not collected): Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout 
:Alma said she hasn't heard anything from Jake in a while. She
:doesn't seem worried though. He's a busy guy, I guess.
:I'm kinda bummed out today. Not sure why. I'm getting this
:weird divide between me and the Resistance newbies. They're
:so keen. Bright-eyed. Even Priya. She's excited about taking
:down the RDA
:I know it's different for her. I've lived on Pandora for years. She
:hasn't. And I always knew the RDA would come back one day.
: But now they have, it's just like ... this AGAIN? Really? Even if
:we somehow win, and get them off-moon, they'll just come
:back AGAIN. They'll never let Pandora go. Never. It's way too
:valuable. I guess I just don't know what I'm doing here
:sometimes.
===Beads of superstition=== 
:Location: Airship wreckage in the Cradling Pines, in the valley between the Stone Sentinels, west of the budding watcher 
:Field Report: Cultural notes
: The Na'vi, across all clans, have a superstitious attachment to
:the trinkets they wear. We liken it to something to ward off evil
:spirits.
:I must admit that they have a primitive beauty. Even young
:children are given these beaded strings.
:In Na'vi they call them 'songcords' and they seem to mark life
:events with them. For a people who have not evolved enough
:to develop writing, jewelry and icons take on a weighty
: significance.
:We must acquire some for further study. Please send a memo
: to the combat teams, telling them to retrieve these
:'songcords' from any Na'vi bodies.
=== Black Market - Intake Manifest: Aranahe clan artifacts===
:Location: Rising Spires domain of the Kinglor Forest, in between the Crooked River and Five Sisters markers. Directly north of the islands in the river that look like an 'i,' on the peninsula jutting into the river.
:Recovered by Cobra team, patrol route 26. 
:Blowback: Minimal (team commander suffered minor lacerations, is stable).
: Patrol reports x3 deceased Na'vi, x2 wounded Na'vi. Clan: Aranahe.
:X3 spools of kinglor silk (undyed)
: X5 kinglor silk tapestries (dyed)
:X2 spears (intact)
:X2 longbows (intact)
:X1 knife (appears ceremonial? Highly intricate)
:X7 arrowheads (minor damage)
:X1 shortbow (major damage to upper limb, string has snapped)
===Blue Moon=== 
:Location: Boulder Station
:Owner: Alexander Tremayne
:Subject: Dream Diary
:So'lek spoke to me in Na'vi but I understood what he said. He
:told me that the skies over Pandora would show us the way.
:And then Alma passed through HQ on a bicycle, except she was
:riding backwards. So, I decided to find my way up to the
:viewing platform to look at the sky.
:The staircase was choked with roots and vines, and I kept
:tripping. When I got up there it was night. I looked up into the
:Pandoran sky and it was a full moon. Except, it was Earth's
:moon. I tried to tell everyone. I pointed and explained that I
:recognized the Copernicus Crater from Earth's moon, but they
:just laughed. And then I woke up.
:This is the third time I have dreamed of Earth's moon in the
:sky above Pandora. I don't put any faith in dream signs, any
:more than I do tarot, but my brain keeps conjuring this dream
:over and over.
: Priya said that I am just pining for home. There is so much to
:occupy my mind, here, that I don't often think of Earth
: nostalgically. So, I wonder, if this is actually a manifestation of
:my underlying anxiety about the fate of Pandora. I do worry for
:the future. We are so few, and the RDA are strong and ruthless.
:Can hope really survive here? But if we don't hope, we are
:hopeless.
:I would never tell the others about my fears. We have to keep
:going, no matter what. There is no other choice.
===Delete after reading.===
:Location: In the Extractor Plant next to Wing Mountain in The Stone Hold. Go through the leftmost big bay door near the middle bellsprig. It should be on a weightlifting bench about halfway up the stairs on the left. 
: T,
:Delete this email after reading. Then delete your reply after
:sending.
:We've had another private request come in from one of our
:"elite" clients.
:The materials they want are the same as before, and as with
:last time, they're willing to pay big for it. I told them that keeping
:black-market sales quiet is growing ever more costly now the
:Resistance are getting bolder. The risk is higher than ever for
:deliveries made on the down-low.
:So, they're adding an extra 15%.
:The funds are split the same as last time. Arrange to have
: the materials gathered and shipped. Make it your first priority.
:Harding.
===Desertion clampdown===
:Location: Under an abandoned tower located west of Pneumatic Prospector Bravo, across the river and northwest of the rounded rocky hill. It's on a small metal platform with a ladder.
:Memo: To all lieutenants
: Status: Urgent
:It has come to our attention that lieutenants may need more
:of an incentive to ensure we don’t watch as RDA personnel
:simply walk off base and into the arms of the Resistance. We
:recruit only the best and expect our leaders to act as such.
: Desertion is not a fact of life in the RDA. It is not “natural
:attrition” it is a failure of squad leaders to account for their
:assets.
:The following measures will be implemented with immediate
:effect to deal with the defector problem.
:- All desertion will result in the strictest disciplinary measures.
:- A new reprogramming initiative will be implemented for
:returned personnel.
:- Lieutenants will be held responsible for desertion numbers
:among their platoons.
: - Increased resources have already been funneled to focus on
:monitoring all communications.
:It is time to get your house in order. Discipline is at the very
: core of the RDA and everything we do here on Pandora. We
:must tighten the leash.
:Play your part.
:John Mercer
===Dis/connecting with Pandora===
:Location: Resting Leaf Lab
:Author: Teylan
: I don't get it. Ri'nela and the others keep saying how we're
: Na'vi and a natural part of Pandora, and that TAP told us lies
:about how dangerous it is. But it is dangerous! Not all of it, but
:a lot of it!
:And it's not like I just sit inside hiding either.
:I tried with the plants first. Ri'nela said I should look at the
:jungle like a Na'vi, like a Sarentu, to focus on it, but I'm not
:really sure what she meant. I just tried not to think about the
:nature classes at TAP, which was easy because I was kind of
:bad at them anyway.
:I saw a tree that looked nice, and it had big, colorful fruit on it.
:Like the Earth's sun! I put my hand on the trunk and tried to ... I
:don't know really. Hear? Feel? But it was just a tree. So, I tried
:taking one of the fruit, and that went bad. I said the thank you
:words, but the fruit tore at the stem when I pulled, and it
:smelled SO BAD and it got on my shirt too! I soaked it
:overnight, but I feel like I can still smell the fruit. I hope no one
:else does.
:After that, I tried "to see" the animals, but the hexapedes just
: kept running away from me. I picked some of the plants they
:like and squatted real still, offering the food to them. But it
:was really uncomfortable, and there were things crawling on
:my tail, and every time I shifted even a little, the hexapedes
:ran away again. 
:Maybe there's some kind of tech solution? Got to think on that.
===Field Report: A Collective Consciousness===
:Location: Computer Terminal in the Silk Woods near the Eject Ancestor Skill 
:The Na'vi see Eywa in all things. This "Great Mother" is not
:merely a belief held by some, but an undeniable entity to which
: all Na'vi connect throughout their lives. Varying reports
:suggest Na'vi can use this system to share memories, even
:with deceased members of their family. The possibility and
:potential of a network that can store accessible memories of
:personhood in real time certainly invites deeper study.
===For Daniela===
:Location: Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout
:Daniela.
:You scared me, girl. But in a good way. Don't think I've ever met
:anyone with your kind of steel. You wouldn't back down. Or give
:an inch. Had to respect that, even when you were wrong. Which
:wasn't often.
:You weren't too chatty with me at first. All business. Then, that
: time we did twelve hours of surveillance on a field lab that
:turned out empty, you just started talking. Telling me about
:how you learned to handle a rifle as a kid. After that, couldn't
:shut you up. And then you only went and saved my life. Really
:wishing I could have repaid that favor.
:Miss you.
===Hope in Desertion===
:Location: In an abandoned shipping container on the larger island under the arch of the root southeast of Hydro Injector Bravo in the Waterway Valley
:My time has come. I have to make the move, now. Consider this
:my signature on the dotted line.
:Every day brings more death and destruction. I left Earth to
:harness nature for a better future. This is something entirely
: different. I thought I was leaving shortsighted greed behind.
: Instead, I got corporate greed on steroids.
:There is an atmosphere of fear built into this organization.
:There is no room to question anything because that will shine
:suspicion on you. And I can't face a future of keeping my head
:down and my mouth shut, in order to survive, while loathing
:myself for being part of a machine that wreaks terror and
:devastation upon a beautiful world and its people.
:My skills include garments and food engineering.
:I hope this message reaches you. I await word on next steps.
:The Lion
===Idea: R'XEA planning notes===
:Location: Rainforest Deep Field Lab
:Author: Teylan
:With my idea for a Remote Xeno-Emotion Analyzer humans
:(and Na'vi) who aren't that good at reading Pandoran animals
:should be able to analyze their moods safely from a distance.
:(Rethink the name before presenting the idea to others. Ask
:Priya? And So'lek! R'XEA could be a bad word in Na'vi.)
:I'll just need a standard infrared thermal imaging unit from an
:AMP suit. It can be connected to a wireless signal array I can
:repurpose from the broken medical scanner I saw in storage.
:(Not sure how possible this is yet. Will need to build new
:casing to hold both units. Someone tried to fix the scanner
:with duct tape. Doesn't look professional. Mercer always said
:first impressions are important!)
:When used, the wireless signals from R'XEA should reflect off
:the animal's body and back to the unit. The variations between
:heartbeats can be translated into an agitation level, and an
:alarm will sound when the animal is getting
:agitated/dangerous.
:(Medical scanners have pretty loud alarms. Got to adjust that.) 
:If the database can be populated with enough test readings,
:R'XEA will theoretically be able to interpret emotions like happy
:or sad, and not just general agitation. 
:(Will need to list some good test subjects. Direhorse are big
:but peaceful. Kinglor are really fuzzy. Will the signals reflect
:from fuzz? Investigate. Ikran always seem angry. Maybe save
:them for later.)
=== Intake Manifest===
:Location: Computer terminal south of Stone Processor Alpha in the Shattered Bridge domain of the Upper Plains 
:Recovered by Tusk-4 team, grid cells Sigma-03-50 to Tau-27-04.
:X9 fragments of unknown Na'vi artifact. Hollow plant husks of
:large, varying sizes. Orifices carved in ridges along surface.
:Possible ritual use. 
:X4 ribs. Mostly intact. DNA verification needed.
:X2 skulls. One cracked. One recent. Neither is of the right species.
===Join the Resistance ===
:Location: Broken Bow Lab
: OPEN YOUR EYES
: Have you seen it out there? Have you looked BEYOND the outpost?
:RDA operations are poisoning Pandora. Ecosystems are
:destroyed. Species are ravaged. Entire ways of life are
:eradicated at the sweep of a bulldozer.
:But YOU can stop it. Join our group, and work with us. Together,
: we can stop the destruction of Pandora and live in harmony on
:this beautiful moon.
:We are driven. Passionate. United.
:WE RESIST.
:So, when you're ready to look beyond the outpost ... 
:FIND US.
===Kame'tire folktale===
:Location: Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout
:TRANSCRIPT: Recording of Kame'tire storyteller, Taka'ri
:One day, two Na'vi walked through the forest and found a tree,
:laden with succulent fruit. They gorged on the fruit and picked
:as much as they could carry.
: The next day, they returned for more. And the next. For many
:days, until the tree was bare. 
:At the time of the next harvest, the two Na'vi remembered the
:tree with the tasty fruit. Licking their lips, they spoke of how
:much they'd eat.
:But when they found the tree, its branches were still bare.
:They checked their route. It was definitely the right tree. They
:met a gatherer on their way back home and told them of the
:tree that used to have the wondrous fruit. 
:The gatherer shook their head and said, "You were greedy. You
: ate all the fruit and left nothing for the forest to replenish. And
: now the tree is bare, and nobody will ever taste that delicious
:fruit again. Na'vi should only pluck the fruit we need, ensuring
:the forest always provides.'
:The two Na'vi were sad and promised they would always leave
: something for the forest, in future.
:Notes:
:This is a lesson we could have done with back home. It
: reminds me of ancient history on Earth. I found an old saying
:once, "leave some for the birds" from back when foraging was
:still a thing. Funny how the old ways are universal.
===Log 21: Aranahe folktales===
:Location: Green Sage Lab
:Much like Earth's fables, the intention of many Na'vi folktales
:is seemingly to impart wisdom and morals to the listener.
: However, other Na'vi folktales are closer to a mythology,
:concocting intriguing creation stories around certain peculiar
:landmarks.
:One such story from the Aranahe clan appears to reference a
:ring of five stone pillars in the rainforest, known affectionately
:as "The Five Sisters" 
:The story is as follows, roughly translated:
:Five Aranahe sisters were hunting in the rainforest when they
:came upon the first kinglor cocoon hanging from a tree. The
:sisters did not know what it was but felt bound to protect it.
:Fierce predators were attracted to the cocoon and tried to
:attack it. The sisters formed a circle around the cocoon, and
:did not move to eat, drink, or sleep. They stayed so long their
: arms ached, and their bellies ached, but they would not leave
:the kinglor. By the time the kinglor safely hatched, the sisters
:had turned to stone.
:The purpose of this tale has sparked some debate. Is it a tale
: of self-sacrifice for something greater? A lesson in peer
:pressure? A warning against fixations? Or merely a celebration
:of being steadfast and true? Perhaps it is none of these, but
:simply a tale to ignite the imagination.
===Manifest of Kame'tire Items===
:Location: Abandoned shipping container south of Welcoming Seat camp and north of Crimson Station, just to the northeast of the larger plateau. The Celebration Valley. 
:Owner: Bravo Foxtrot Squadron
:Manifest
:Rare Kame’tire artefacts recovered.
: Wooden mask (cracked)
:Basket (pristine)
:Headdress (slight bloodstain – could add cache)
:Bone knife with wooden carved (?) handle
:Vessel containing liquid (purpose unknown)
:Note: We have limited contact with this tribe, so these items
:should secure higher prices.
:Labelling should sell the story rich folks want to brag about
: at a dinner party.
:Warrior Headdress – ‘snatched from a legendary Kame’tire leader
:in a battle RDA won.’
:Woodshaped Kame’tire Knife – label as ‘ceremonial weapon worn
:by chieftains’.
: Kame’tire Vessel – ‘Shamanic tincture prized among Kame’tire
:as medicine.’
:Ceremonial Wooden mask – ‘rare example of the Kame’tire’s
: primitive, yet captivating art’
:Tribal Basket – ‘handwoven from reeds found in the marshes of
:the Kame’tire region’
:Label and box up immediately, ready for sale.
:AH
===Na'vi clans joining Resistance...===
: Location: Drill Outpost Charlie
:They hit us with an aerial assault.
:This wasn't a clan-led attack. Their knowledge of our survey
:infrastructure ... their preparedness for our re-enforcements.
:This was the Resistance.
:Which means that somehow the Resistance got the Aranahe
:clan to ally with them. And provide them with Ikran support!
:How the hell did this happen?
:It's one thing holding back a bunch of tree-hugging traitors.
:But now we've got to deal with Resistance blues too?
:We're gonna need more re-enforcements from Bridgehead.
:B
===Our Final Option ===
:Location: Horseshoe Mountain Station
:Owner: Dr. Alma Cortez
:TAP Con-1: The Kame'tire project update.
:Diplomatic conversations with the Kame'tire seem to be
: coming to an end. They just won't listen. I felt sure we could
:win them over, but this clan really doesn't like strangers. They
:are different to any Na'vi we've met before. It's so frustrating
:because they'd be the perfect subjects for TAP.
: They just won't cooperate. What we're trying to do here is so
:important and I don't know what we need to tell them to bring
:them on board. This is going to help their children and the
: entire future of the clan. They don't know what human culture
:could do to elevate them and all Na'vi kind.
:I just need time alone with the kids. With young, curious minds
:I can help Mercer nurture the ambassadors of the future.
:There's just so much I can learn. And even more we can teach
:them. The institutions back home won't believe it. I'd be
:responsible for the greatest strides in Na'vi/human relations
:ever. I have to make this work. I have to.
:John is getting impatient. I am too. I saw Harding slipping out
: of his office again, yesterday. Not sure why she's involved, but
:John assured he has a new plan to get the children, safely.
: This might be our last chance, so it has to succeed. Once we
: have them everything will be back on track.
===Pandora's Dangers===
: Location: Sunshine Valley Lab 
:Owner: Teylan
:Nor asked me to go scouting with him. I didn't really want to go
:but he said I shouldn't keep my head stuck in wires and circuit
:boards all the time. It's not as if it's all the time. I stop to eat
:when I remember.
:Anyway, so l went on this scouting thing with Nor. He said he'd
:show me how to be more Na'vi but I think I'm Na'vi enough. How
:can I be more? He doesn't even like connecting to Eywa and I
:thought that was the most Na'vi thing you can do. But I
:suppose it would be nice to be able to go outside without being
:scared of absolutely everything.
:So, Nor shows me how to grab this vine and it zooms me up to
:a branch in a tree. It's just like the lift winches we have in HQ.
:So that was actually useful, and I thought maybe the forest
:isn't so bad.
:Next, Nor took me to a rocky path and told me to jump down
: onto a soft, spongy looking thing. He said it would break my
:fall. I jumped. And then I was flying through the air but not in a
: good way. And I tried to flap my arms but of course the
:aerodynamics were all wrong. And then I landed in a pond. And
:Nor thought it was so amusing. He said I just needed more
:practice landing on sunflower gigantus but I told him to take
:me home.
:I think I'll stick to wires and circuit boards.
===Post-patrol Inventory Sheet===
:Location: Abandoned shipping container north of Oil Extractor Bravo and east of Sage's Nook, near the south riverbank
:Items recovered following Blue contact during routine patrol.
:3 Cups/Bowls (Cracked. Look kind of vintage now?)
:6 Arrows (Not fired.)
:2 Dolls (Some kind of shamanistic thing? Creepy.)
:1 Comb (Has hair in it. Good/bad? Decon?)
:1 Pouch of colorful powder (Some kind of dye? Double-bagged for
:analysis.
: NOTE: Check everything below for blood once back at the Lodge
:and tag for full decon. They've only been given a quick rinse in
:the field.
:2 Bracelets
:1 Necklace (Broken)
:1 Knife
: 1 Bow (AMP suit stepped on it. Could still be good?)
===Profile of the Resistance===
:Location: Drill Outpost Bravo
:ATTENTION - ALL RDA PERSONNEL
: Beware the jungle-dwelling insurgents calling themselves "the
:Resistance" 
:This self-named group is made up of radicalized individuals,
: using the mantra of resistance to justify assault and
:vandalism. They are dangerous and unstable thieves, taking
:shelter in OUR abandoned trailers and stealing scraps from
: OUR fallen units.
: Do not reason with them. Do not pity them. And do not be
:fooled by their schemes.
:They will do all they can to trick and deceive YOU.
:In remaining loyal to your RDA family, you remind them of what
:they LOST.
:For that, they will KILL you.
===Project Feral RDA Log===
:Location: Research Station Alpha 
:H. Nicholls SciOps Log Entry 68:
: There is no communicating with these beasts.
:When we incentivized them with sustenance, they refused to
: comply with any basic commands.
:These creatures would rather starve than do as they're told.
:Punishment had disastrous consequences. The set up was
:simple enough: elicit extreme pain whenever the creature
: conducts the behavior that we wish it to cease.
: But there is no pain the creatures will not endure to maintain
:their free will. Including death.
:With symbiosis impossible ... And Pavlovian Conditioning
:failing ... We're running out of avenues to try. It's starting to
:feel like everything that worked on Earth is failing us here.
:For now, the only way forward is repetition. We have no
:shortage of test subjects. Perhaps with enough time and
:iteration, a breakthrough will come.
===Priya's personal log: Sunday prep=== 
:Location: Crimson Station
:Intro ideas:
:Welcome to Stand-Up Sundays! (SUS, that might be weird)
:Welcome to Priya's Comedy Night! (boring)
:Welcome to the stand-up that'll have you falling over! (Is that
:too cringe? Check with Anqa)
:Drafts:
:Q: What do you get when you cross a stream and a river?
:(pause for answer)
:A: WET! (pause for laughter)
: Knock knock/ Who's there? / Water. / Water who? / Water you
:doing telling jokes ?! Don't you have more important things to
:do? (getting mixed reactions to this one)
:Q: Where would you find a zakru?
:A: Same place you lost her! (So'lek smiled SLIGHTLY at this one
:I swear)
: Q: Why do koi fish always travel in groups of four?
:A: For protection! If they're attacked by predators, kois A, B,
:and C all go in different directions, but D koi stays behind. 
:Q: What's better than Sarentu?
:A: Saren-three!
: Q: How does a scientist get fresh breath?
:A: With experi-mints! (need to emphasize the mint part here or
:people won't get it) 
:Q: What do you call it when you've got a terrible cough?
:A: You're dire hoarse! (still working on wording)
: Q: How did the Zeswa camp get so big?
:A: Za-grew! 
:Gotta do something about a Na'vi, an avatar, and a human walk
:into a bar ...
===RDA interrogation transcript===
:Location: Gas Extraction Plant Bravo
:Unauthorized contact detected between a member of the
:engineering team and a known defector. Due to the possibility
:of sabotage, team member was detained and questioned
:immediately. Transcript as follows:
:Q: Let's cut to the chase. We know you've gone blue on us.
:We've seen the messages. How were you going to blow up
:Bravo?
:A: What?
:Q: Look. If I get the feeling you're letting a timer run down
:somewhere, I will make things unpleasant for you.
:A: I wasn't blowing up a damn thing! I just wanted to get out of
:here
: Q: Out of here? To live up in a tree? We know the defectors
:have their shack in the jungle. Give us the coordinates, and I
:can help you get out of this with a demotion.
:A: I don-
:Q: Where are they ?!
:A: They - they only said I should rotate to a more coastal
:facility first, okay?
: Q: Tell you what. You're going to stay right here for the night,
:and if something does blow up, you'll go with it.
===RE: special shipment===
:Location: Aerial Defense Station, the Cut, Clouded Forest
:Sean -
:Goods are in storage off the maintenance trench. ZEDRAS
:shipment is heading out tomorrow morning at 0900 hours.
:Make sure no one sees you move this stuff.
===RE: TAP Syllabus Proposal=== 
:Location: Moss Rock Field Lab
:Note to self: He was always difficult. But I used to think at
:least we shared a goal. To share the wonders of human
:culture. To better the lives of both Na'vi and humans. But was I
:fooling myself? Was he always this callous? 
:From: J. Mercer
:To: You
:Old books. Poetry !! Comparative art studies (you can't be
:serious ?! ). Cortez, come on. Where are the economics, the real
:science? This is an 'institution of high learning'. Your words,
: not mine. We must teach what actually matters! Bring
:civilization to those savages. Let's reconvene tomorrow. Spit-
:balling some literature:
:History of Economics
:Corporate Governments: An efficient solution to a historical
:problem, chapters 2, 3, 25
:Conquering the Global Village, chapters 7-9
:The Triumph of Hegemony Politics in the Second Space Age
:Covert Diplomacy: Clandestine operations and other forces for
:global peace
:Trade Theory 
:Pandoran Commodities and Disruptive Markets, chapter 7
:Untangling Entanglement: an Introduction to Quantum
: Business Analysis, chapters 1-5
===RE: Water treatment processing===
:Location: Abandoned shipping container east and slightly south of Coiling Spool camp, on the eastern bank of the Tangled Stream in the Shadow Wood 
:Budgetary concerns on the different levels of water
:processing on Pandora called for a separate study on the
: efficacy of carbon filtration for water used on plants in our
: research labs. However, this is a crucial step, as herbicides
: can pass freely through a reverse osmosis membrane ok ok ok
:sorry sometimes they scan these to check for anything
:suspicious and my supervisor was right behind me as I was
:typing - I'll encrypt before I send. I'm good to go at midnight
:and the tailor says he'll come too. He's given himself the
:codename "Lion" but I swear he's chill. We'll be at the pick-up
:point. Please, please, please be there. Please.
===Request to halt requests...===
:Location: Abandoned shipping container in the middle of the first short ridge west of Kefehar Falls and Laser Prospector Delta. South of a data collector.
:Hey,
:As requested, another batch of ore. But this is getting out of
: hand now. We've got requests coming in for shipments across the
: region - plenty of outposts need construction materials and
:they're all breathing down my neck.
:Yet Bridgehead always gets priority.
:Seems like whatever you guys ask for, you get. So, I'm asking
: you to do me a favor and hold off on the next request until we
:get through a few from our backlog. Then everyone is happy.
:Thanks,
: Tom
===Resistance HQ Assault Preparations=== 
:Location: Gas Harvester Bravo
:We're ready to move like clockwork on this. Right now we have
:the element of surprise; we're taking every precaution to
: ensure that remains the case.
:Our gunships are armed with Hydra 70s and we're keeping
:them fueled.
:All crews are ready to go. They're sleeping in flight-suits like
: they're pajamas.
:Make sure our scouts get updated flight paths to avoid
:detection. Have them do flybys on known Na'vi ritual sites.
:Make it seem we're looking in all the wrong places.
:Mercer wants confirmation on numbers from his man on the
: inside. As soon as we get word, we're lighting fireworks in the
:jungle. Insurgents won't know what hit them.
: Cmdr. D. Docherty.
===Return to Hell's Gate===
:Location: Solitude Station
:Author: Hajir Beshara 
:The RDA have left Pandora. Or have they really? I'm still here
: with a handful of others. We even have Dr. Alma Cortez, a
:xenoanthropologist whose work I read back on Earth. She has
:an avatar. Something to do with the project she was on. I did
:not pry.
: Mostly though Hell's Gate is a ghost town, as far as humans go.
:I have to admit that I like it. My first day back, I went into
:Selfridge's office and sat in his chair for a while. Not sure why.
:It made the RDA retreat feel more real though, somehow. 
:I've also accessed some of Doctor Augustine's work. The
: research she was able to do even while under the RDA only
:adds to my shame. She was working to understand Pandora
:while I was working to corrupt it.
:I would like to study Jake and his transformation, or
:transference as it were. But he scowls at my questions. Too
:busy for them. I do not blame him. The rebellion left its marks
: on this world as well, and there is much to do. Especially for
:someone in his position. Still, he is something none of us have
:ever seen before. Human, avatar, and Na'vi combined.
===SciOps Work Order 001===
:Location: Computer terminal in the Silk Woods near the Eject Ancestor Skill
:Team Member: Nathan Williams
:Department: R&D (Botany)
:Location: Please see attached.
:Supervisor's notes: Welcome to the team, Nathan! Good to
: have you on board. Starting you off with some nice and easy
:sample requests for the nutrient research team. Annie has the
:full list plus coordinates, but I've attached a photo for your
:convenience.
===SciOps Work Order 002 === 
:Location: Computer terminal at the edge of the Gossamer Lakes domain, near Coiling Spool camp
:Team Member: Nathan Williams
: Department: R&D (Botany)
:Location: Please see attached.
:Supervisor's notes: Good work on the last samples. Mateo said
:they were all intact. Some of the best they've had so far! I
: know this field work is a little different from what you were
: expecting, but you're doing great. We need more like you. Keep
: it up!
===SciOps Work Order 003=== 
:Location: Computer terminal northwest of Burden Rest camp, in the Step's Cradle domain of the Upper Plains
:Team Member: Nathan Williams
:Department: R&D (Botany)
:Location: Please see attached.
:Supervisor's notes: You left some doodles on the back of your
:last report. A kid in space? Looks cute but you don't want the
:higher ups seeing it. Better to draw on your own time.
===SciOps Work Order 004=== 
:Location: Computer terminal at the edge of the Stone Hold domain of the Upper Plains, near Guardian's Falls
:Team Member: Nathan Williams
:Department: R&D (Botany)
:Location: Please see attached.
:Supervisor's notes: Disregard the hexapede notice from
: Zoology. We need those flora samples. (I know you're not keen,
: but the hexapedes will move on to another location. It'll be
:fine.)
===SciOps Work Order 005===
:Location: Computer terminal near Pneumatic Tower Bravo in the Stone Cloud Valley domain of the Clouded Forest
:Team Member: Nathan Williams
:Department: R&D (Botany)
:Location: Please see attached.
:Supervisor's notes: Nate, we were missing about 50% of the
:requested samples in the last batch. Driver says that's all they
:got from you. Let me know if anything on today's list is unclear.
===SciOps Work Order 006=== 
:Location: Computer terminal south of Stone Processor Alpha in the Shattered Bridge domain of the Upper Plains
:Team Member: Nathan Williams
:Department: R&D (Botany)
:Location: Please see attached.
:Supervisor's notes: I know Bill chewed you out after the last
:batch. Come see me after you send today's samples. There's a
:rumor going round, and I want to nip it in the bud. Plus, more
:doodles on your desk? I know it's your kid but drawing him and
: the rabbit over and over has some people concerned.
===SciOps Work Order 007===
:Location: Computer terminal west of Warrior's Plunge in the Cradling Pines domain of the Clouded Forest
:Team Member: Nathan Williams
:Department: R&D (Botany)
:Location: Please see attached.
:Supervisor's notes: You'll be working with a team on this one.
: They're expecting you. I haven't told anyone you were shit-
:talking operations yesterday, but maybe someone ELSE heard.
:Keep it together out there.
===SciOps Work Order 008=== 
:Location: Computer terminal northwest of Hunting Camp Trophy and Doula's Stream in the Mother of Rivers domain of the Upper Plains
: Team Member: Nathan Williams
: Department: R&D (Botany)
:Location: Please see attached.
:Supervisor's notes: Nice work with the team on the last batch!
:Mateo says you should have company from now on. Sound
:good? No one likes working solo. Teamwork makes the dream
:work :D
===SciOps Work Order 009===
:Location: Computer terminal northwest of Woven Marsh camp in the Waterway Valley domain of the Kinglor Forest
:Team Member: Nathan Williams
:Department: R&D (Botany)
:Location: Please see attached.
:Supervisor's notes: Delays with samples? How'd that happen?
: Report back to base after this batch. And if you're going to
:keep sketching, can you at least make it look like work?
===SciOps Work Order 010===
:Location: Computer terminal northeast of the Tangled Heart in the Crimson Great Wood domain of the Clouded Forest
:Team Member: Nathan Williams
:Department: R&D (Botany)
:Location: Please see attached.
:Supervisor's notes: Performance review ordered with
:management next week. They went over my head, mate. Date
:and time TBC.
===Settling into the Western Frontier===
:Location: Scree Station
:L.E. Private Journal: Entry 67
:The Kinglor Forest is filled with so many breathtaking plants,
: creatures, and flowers ... My eyes can barely focus on any one
:thing. It's like I can't comprehend the vibrancy of everything
:that's in front of me. There's too much beauty packed into one
:place.
:The RDA were "kind" enough to leave us a site to operate
:from. Maybe now they're gone humans can find a way of
:existing on this planet in harmony. But to do so, we can't just
:take, we must give back too. There's work to be done, undoing
:all the harm the RDA wrought upon this moon.
:Sometimes when I pass through the airlock, the smells of
:Pandora travel with me. It reminds me of how astronauts
:described space as burnt toast when they carried the aroma
:of microscopic debris with them into a space station.
:The Western Frontier smells bright ... I'm not sure how else to
:describe it. Bright.
===Shipment Manifest === 
: Location: Abandoned shipping container near Longing Hand camp, where Doula's Stream splits, east of the Data Collector
: Manifest
:Shipment of armaments, wildlife repellents, and environment
:clearing equipment.
: Note: Hey Nat, the folks upstairs heard you loud and clear.
:Keep our drills defended from the Blues! Oh, and as for your
:extra request... I had to steal them from the confectionary
:stash. But they're in there.
:Contents:
:6 x 20mm Ammunition Crates
: 4 x BushBoss FD-3
:8 x CARB 20mm Munition Launcher
: 24 x CARB Assault Rifle
:12 x CARB Shotgun
: 2 x Crate of CARB attachments. (Incl. Optical Scopes, Carry
:Handles, Grenade Launchers)
:8 x FD-Grenades
: 2 x MBS-22A Automated Sentry Gun
: 1 x Pack of Gummy Bears
:60 x Personnel Grenades
:4 x Wasp Revolver
===Space Pickles===
:Location: Falls Field Lab
:RDA standard ration noodles are not great, but one has to start
:somewhere. And synthetic spice? It kinda works. But
:desiccated veggies are awful after years of space travel. And
:that protein sludge is just no.
:Update 1 - I knew finding local protein would be hard. Can't ask
:the Aranahe for meat (or for anything, really, at the moment).
:So, for now all my hope is on these bok choy seeds.
:Update 2 - Homegrown bok choy is a no-go. Bolts too early,
:even in a controlled environment. But a file we hacked from
:SciOps mentions a fern that's "fit for human consumption"
:(read: not poisonous when boiled). Fingers crossed!
: Update 3 -Those fern leaves were fibrous as hell. Boiling didn't
:help, so Alex has come up with one of his science-y methods.
: It involves dipping the ferns into a caustic solution to soften
:those hardy cellulose cell walls. Alex calls it 'space pickles'.
:Terrible name, I know.
: Update 4 - Space pickles are a success. They add a slightly
:tart hint that will need balancing in the spice mix, sure. But
:they are edible and delicious. Almost no metallic aftertaste!
:And now that the Sarentu are around, perhaps they could help
:find some local protein to replace sausage. The future is bright
:indeed.
=== Status Report IH452=== 
:Location: Hydro-Oil Extractor Charlie
:Water Filtration Status: Water purity at optimum levels for
:transfer to storage. Waste levels increasing as elevated water
:clarity pursued.
:Actions required: Increase waste output deposited into the
:waste water basin.
:Oil Extraction Status: Drill Alpha showing signs of rust. Both
:drills providing consistent oil output.
:Actions required: Maintenance recommended for Drill Alpha.
:Increase water drainage around Drill Alpha.
:Oil Storage Status: Tanks in good condition. No signs of
:leakage found.
:Actions required: No course of action to be taken.
:Flora Impact Report: Water pollution from filtration waste
:eradicating aquatic plant life and causing significant habitat
:destruction.
:Actions required: No course of action to be taken.
:Wildlife Impact Report: Drastic reduction in aquatic life in lake.
:Actions required: Conduct another check for any high value
:specimen to salvage. Otherwise, proceed as planned.
===Status Report KE808=== 
:Location: Gas Extraction Plant Alpha
: Extraction Site Status: Extraction from underground pocket
:continuing at optimum levels. Flow between extraction site
:and distribution site running stable.
:Actions required: Continue to monitor for leakages.
:Distribution Site Status: Reservoir Minor leakage from Valve 13.
:Other Valves in good working condition.
:Actions required: Reduce gas output to transportation
:canisters through the pipe network via Valve 13.
:Power Site Status: Generator maintaining stable energy
:output. Equipment in good condition.
:Actions required: Continue to monitor and maintain equipment
: condition.
:Flora Impact Report: Lower air quality as a result of biogas
:leakage and smoke output is suffocating plants. Reduced
:plant diversity in the area.
:Actions required: No flora of value to the RDA is impacted
:currently. No course of action to be taken.
:Wildlife Impact Report: Environmental pollution considered
:significantly detrimental to local fauna habitats. Ecological
:report says the flares from the Gas Reservoir are distressing
: to small creatures and birds.
:Actions required: No course of action to be taken.
=== Status Report: MF516 === 
:Location: Horizontal Miner Charlie
:Drill Status: Risk of overheating if increased mineral quota
:continues to be pursued.
:Actions required: Recommended increase to water coolant
:circulation.
: Cooling System Status: Water pressure putting strain on pipes.
:Minor leakage in central tank.
:Actions required: Repair minor leak. Continue to monitor as
:output increases.
:Grinding Mill Status: Capacity for increase in performance
: depending on drill output.
:Actions required: Continue to push the drill to acquire more
:raw minerals.
:Power Site Status: Generator maintaining stable energy
:output. Equipment in good condition.
:Actions required: Continue to monitor and maintain equipment
:condition.
:Flora Impact Report: Drill pollution at highly damaging levels to
: local flora.
:Actions required: No course of action to be taken.
:Wildlife Impact Report: Mineral drilling is causing significant
:habitat destruction in the surrounding ecological region.
:Actions required: Increase security. Local Na'vi resistance
:expected.
===Systems Interrogation Device: Development Notes===
: Location: Sheltered Shore Lab
:I finally updated the title! SID is the perfect name for this little
:troublemaker. (Sid, I hope you feel this in your bones, Mom
:would be proud : D)
:TO DO
: - Tweak electronic tracking of currents under metal surfaces.
:- Increase ping frequency for radio signals.
: - Test updated hacking interface.
:- Adjust grip for better spacing.
:Unfortunately, due to the Na'vi-sized proportions, I can't really
:tell if SID's comfortable for the end user. Alma held it
:yesterday and seemed mildly impressed, but I get the sense
:she was hoping for something a little more sophisticated.
: (Beggars cannot be choosers, dear Alma. We are working with
:scraps after all.) 
:Current field tests are promising, but the real fun will start
:when someone tries it out on RDA technology. Perhaps our
:new Sarentu friends will show an interest.
===TAP School Records===
:Location: Cul-De-Sac Station
:Subject: Teylan
: Temperament: Eager to please. Ideal candidate to promote
:human aims. Gets distracted by tech. We should keep an eye
:on this aspect.
: Skills: A malleable mouthpiece for TAP
:Additional note: Perhaps we can nurture Teylan's love of
:human technology. AC
:Subject: Ri'nela
:Temperament: Subject appears to be adapting to the program
:well. Some of the other subjects have a strong attachment to
: this one. Could be used to our advantage.
:Skills: Articulate for a Na'vi.
:Additional note: Agree that Ri'nela is a great candidate for TAP
:and has the trust of her Na'vi peers. She could go far with the
:right support. AC
:Subject: Nor
: Temperament: Can be surly. Needs discipline. Suggest
: stronger punishments to bring him in line.
:Skills: Shows potential in weapons. Need to breakdown his
: resistance to human tech and channel his anger.
: Additional Note: Nor needs care, not discipline, in my opinion.
:Let's discuss next steps. AC 
:Subject: Okni
:Temperament: Sickly. Subject is weak. Not a good candidate
:for TAP. Suggest downgrade to service aspects of the initiative
:if they survive.
:Skills: Compliant.
: Additional Note: Okni had another fever this week. Need to
:check in with medical to see what we can do for her. AC 
:Subject: Yuayt
:Temperament: Responds well to discipline and authority. Has
:proven useful as eyes and ears for us in exchange for
:favorable conditions. Helped us monitor rule-breakers to
:maintain discipline.
:Skills: Firearms. Recommend for combat missions, once
:loyalty to TAP is rock solid.
:Additional Note: Yuayt is far too young for combat. He is strong
:for his age, but we should proceed with caution. I will take this
:up with John myself. AC
:Subject: Aha'ri
:Temperament: Displays disruptive and insubordinate
:behaviors. Strong discipline recommended. Too much
:influence over sibling and others. Suggest separation.
:Status: Deceased
:Notes: Disciplinary issues. Subject was not suited to TAP. An
:unfortunate incident led to termination. JM
:Additional Note:
:I was too much of a coward to write this when it happened. But
:I'll write it now. For all the kids.
:That was no 'unfortunate incident', John. You killed Aha'ri. A
:child. Because you can't stand dissent and you will crush it at
:any cost. That spirited girl was snuffed out.
:I tried my best to protect the others. But I fear it was not
:enough. What started as a dream will haunt me forever. I will
: make this right.
: Let the record state: John Mercer murdered Aha'ri. In cold
:blood!!
:AC
===The inevitable return===
:Location: Kinglor Forest Resistance Headquarters
:Secondary Location (it respawns if not collected): Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout 
:Author: Alexander Tremayne
:Too good to last, wasn't it? We've had ourselves many fine
:years here on Pandora. Not without their own particular
:surprises and challenges of course, but good years. RDA-free
:years. Those are now officially over.
:We're "mobilizing" for the fight, though some of us are more
:mobile than others. Jake is somewhere out there, trying to get
:the clans to agree on a proactive strike, I think. Alma has the
: details on that but is too busy shaping us into some manner of
: unit to share.
:We're heading to the Western Frontier, and not just to work on
:the field labs this time. No, there is peril and adventure ahead
:that makes me a tiny bit queasy just thinking about it. I'm a
:scientist, not a soldier. A scientist who has had the privilege of
:studying this wonderful moon for several years now without
:having to worry about RDA thugs laying waste to everything in
:sight.
:But that is precisely why I must go. To stop them from
:continuing their terrible work. They have us outgunned, so we
:must have them outsmarted. Of course, I was one of them
: once, and as such, might be facing up to people I actually know
:and have worked with.
:It is hardly as worrisome for me, as I do not have to take
: physical aim at anyone, but I do dwell on it. The idea of
:colleagues becoming enemies. Not just in the sense of
:someone taking my sandwich from the breakroom fridge, but
:in the sense of being at war with one another. Perhaps we will
:be able to convince others to join our side in this fight. I
:certainly hope so.
===The Problem Clan=== 
:Location: Abandoned shipping container on the rounded piece of land jutting into Greatheart Lake just northeast of the bellsprig that's north of The Circle
:ABSTRACT: Untethered by civilized notions of stability or even
:the basic concept of a home, the Na'vi of the Upper Plains are
: as changeable as the seasons on Earth. The Zeswa are stubborn,
:violent, and impervious to intimidation. From a strategic
:perspective this clan is, simply put, an unknown variable.
:The Zeswa coexist with the migratory animal they call zakru.
:Na'vi live in close proximity to the beasts and follow their
:every movement. So understanding the nature of this species
:is key in any strategic analysis. In this report we will solve
:the Zeswa equation by examining the biological and cultural
:lifecycle of the zakru: their feeding habits, migration
:patterns, lengthy mating rituals, and, due to their long
:lifespans - older individuals often regarded as witnesses of
:the clan's history - rare death rites.
:Given the wrong set of circumstances, the Zeswa could become
:a true threat to industrial operations. But, armed with the
:right knowledge, our crews will prevail.
===Turning the Tables=== 
:Location: Kinglor Forest Resistance Headquarters
:Secondary Location (it respawns if not collected): Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout
:Owner: Hajir
: Subject: My Daily Log
: We made it to the Western Frontier. Everything is moving so
: fast, lately. I didn't expect to be fighting against the RDA.
:Nobody expected it. Well, maybe Jake did. I suppose stuff like
: that is on a "need to know" basis.
:Jake's continuing the fight from a new location. Everyone's
:rattled seeing the RDA tear through the sky again and land on
:Pandora. It's weird seeing it from the other side. Feeling what
:it's like to be invaded. The fear and uncertainty.
: I'm writing like this is my world now. It can never be.
:But I've left a mark here. A scar. If Jake finds out about the
:ferals ... ooof. He never would have let me stay on Pandora. If
:he'd known. God, I hope he never finds out.
:Knowing what I know now ... I'd like to think I'd have done
:things differently. Guess I was fooling myself. Like I could bring
:some humanity to the RDA's corrupt corporate machine. They
: only tore some out of me instead. Did I really think I was
: special? Like it was possible to be a part of something like
:that and not be corrupted by it. Complicit in pain. Suffering.
: At least I'm on the right side this time.
===Xenoethnographic Report XXVII: Zeswa Kites=== 
:Location: On the southern part of the island under the label for the Rock-Strewn River, northwest of the Extractor Plant in the Stone Hold domain of the Upper Plains 
:CONFIDENTIALITY LEVEL: TAP 6 - NON-RESTRICTED
:The ways Na'vi adapt to their environment are wonderfully
:ingenious and the Zeswa are not an exception. With the wide
:skies of the Upper Plains, and their symbiotic relationship to
:the zakru (whose migrations are all but unpredictable), the
:Zeswa culture has always faced a communication challenge.
:How to tell other outriding hunters where to go to replenish
:their milk gourds? How to call the gatherers to a clan council?
:Indeed, solutions can be found peppering their culture, from
:the range of their musical instruments to the size and colors
:of their vibrant cliff murals. But there is one technology that
: stands out as an example of Zeswa ingenuity. The signaling kite.
:Assembled from easily found materials like reeds, poles, and
:woven zakru wool, kites are ever-present in the life of the clan.
:Their forms are as varied as their meanings. Some are
:breadcrumbs to mark the path of a migration. Others sign the
:occasion to celebrate, to dance-fight, or to compete in other
:games. Hanging over a faraway camp, a kite might be a friendly
:invitation. Implying a warm meal and perhaps a bowl of zangke
:is on offer.
===Zeswa Death Culture: A Mystery Explained=== 
: Location: Clouded Forest Resistance Hideout
: ABSTRACT: When an older Zeswa feels their time to join Eywa is
:near, they may choose to walk off into the wilderness to never
:come back. Those who choose this self-sacrifice are
:remembered as legendary heroes.
: Scholars have long assumed a meritocratic motive behind this
:practice. The value of a Zeswa lies in their strength. So, when it
:falters, they become a burden to the clan. However, the
:findings of our study, performed in collaboration with clan
:members Karmong and Yarun, suggest a very different
:meaning.
:In this paper we will first analyze the storytelling tradition of
:the Dusk Riders. In these stories, elders who have left their
: loved ones have leveraged their superior skill to survive in the
:wilds. The venerable warriors band together and, after their
:last connection to The Great Mother, roam the distant
:grasslands in a life beyond symbolic death.
:Our data will show how hunters retell these stories as a poetic
:record of the lives of their ancestors. Indeed, we will prove the
:stories analyzed reflect factual biographical information.
: Finally, we will describe how those brave and skilled individuals
:who choose to leave the clan enact these stories to
:symbolically become dusk riders. A choice that allows them
:not only to honor the traditions of the clan, but to immortalize
: their own achievements in the medium of collective
:storytelling.
===Zeswa interrogation transcript===
:Location: Computer terminal northwest of Hunting Camp Trophy and Doula's Stream in the Mother of Rivers domain of the Upper Plains 
:A male of the clan Zeswa was sighted hunting alone and
:captured for questioning regarding the location of what has
:been designated the "Zakru Burial Ground" by Colonel Harding.
: The transcript has been translated from Na'vi, with the first 54
:minutes omitted due to it being composed mostly of physical
: encouragement being applied to the subject.
:Q: I ask you again. Where do the zakru go to die?
:A: The zakru go to Eywa. We all do. But not you.
:Q: You want to go to Eywa today? I mean the bones. Where are
:the bones?
:A: Under their skin.
:(Physical encouragement is applied.)
:Q: Again. Where are the zakru bones?
:A: (unintelligible)
:Q: What? Speak up, Blue.
: A: They will be here when yours are dust. Resting to the song of
:the wind.
:(Physical encouragement is applied, after which the subject
:becomes unconscious.)
:Q: (In English) You catch that last bit? Something about singing
:and wind? Patch him up and put him in the box. See if he's
:feeling chatty later.
: (The interrogation was concluded for the day to let the subject
: recover.)
==The Sky Breaker Notes== 
:Note: Many of the notes list an incorrect location in the text provided in-game, as some of the Research Points appear to have had their names mixed up. For notes where that is the case, the correct location is provided following that in parentheses.
===Alex's Personal Log: A Precarious Encounter===
:Location: Rolling Slopes Research Point 3 (though on the map it is listed as Lofty Glade Research Point 1)
: It took us the blink of an eye to start testing the benevolence
:of our hosts.
:While in the process of taking preliminary soil samples one of
:our teams stumbled upon nothing short of a zakru skeleton,
: which they then proceeded to partially unearth.
:I raced to the site just in time to witness the arrival of Minang,
:tsahìk of the Zeswa.
:She acknowledged us silently before squatting down by the
:bones for some five minutes, resting her hand on them while
:addressing them quietly. Some of it sounded quite lyrical in
:tone.
:Minang then rose and addressed us. She conveyed that as far
:as they were concerned, we might as well have dug up one of
:the Zeswa ancestors. Her tone was rather like one you'd direct
:at ignorant children. This was richly deserved.
:Having received my apologies and the assurances that the
:bones would be reburied, Minang took a moment to look at
:each one of us individually before departing. I continue to feel
:her gaze on me now.
:I've had the sampling site relocated and made sure to issue a
:new protocol in case of further discoveries of this nature.
===Alex's Personal Log: Variety in the Plains===
:Location: Lofty Glade Field Lab 
:Pandora never ceases to amaze. Variations between regions
:and biomes are expected of course, but I am pleasantly
: surprised to discover that delicate variations also exist in both
:flora and fauna within the Plains itself! Right here, in the Heart
:of the Plains - illustrating a very clear demarcation between
:the life that thrives here and what I have previously observed
: elsewhere in the Plains.
:Here the direhorse frolic in sunset hues, and the Blood Leaf
:Trees I have come to know so well now take on a stormy blue
:tone. Such marvelous colors everywhere, I feel as though I am
:in a painting.
:It may have been a bit much for you, Hajir. I can hear your voice
:telling me it's too much stimulation, nowhere for the eye to
:settle. But your eye would settle on the zakru. Here they roam
:and wander, the stunning beasts painted in all the colors of
:the rainbow. I think you would sit here with me and long as I do
:to take off my mask and breathe in the beauty.
:But you know this all too well. You are one with this beauty
:now.
===Black Market Intake Manifest - Heart of the Plains===
:Location: Fueling Station Alpha
:Recovered by Nova team, Operation Broken Wing.
:All items appear Zeswa, salvaged from games encampment.
:X4 drums (intact, possibly ceremonial, likely linked to the Na'vi
:games)
:X3 spears (two intact, one splintered)
:X1 painted target (intact, looks to be for archery practice)
:X2 wheels of chees (intact, some rich moron will pay big)
:X7 small bowls (minor damage)
:X2 shortbow (one intact, second has upper limb splintered,
:string intact)
===FWD: This is Going to Suck===
:Location: Comms Outpost Bravo
:We're in for it now. Sure, we aren't reporting to Lt. Hinckley
:directly, but he's at the top of our local food chain. You think
:he won't just waltz down to our camp for a surprise inspection
:one of these days? Then you don't know who we're dealing
:with.
:I do. Served under him for the worst six months of my life. Not
:a big team, but he never learned my name. Or anyone else's for
:that matter. "Trooper. Private. You there."
:He can give you an instant rundown of all our expenses
:without looking at a data pad, but can't remember any of our
:names? Tells you all you need to know about the guy.
:And they've AMPed him up now. Made him a pyro. That guy, a
:pyro? With how tight his purse strings are, he'll probably be
:throwing rocks at the blues just so he can keep the fuel costs
: down.
:Not that he'll see combat anyway. Tucked away at that
:command camp, probably sitting in his office counting those
:beans all day. Coming out just to nitpick every godforsaken
:detail of what everyone else is doing.
:This is going to suck.
===Private message: New postings?===
:Location: Fueling Station Charlie
:Don't spread this around. But you have GOT to get me moved.
:I'm not doing another week with Slate. I'm not doing it. I'm not.
:I'M NOT. I'm going out of my mind, man. You know she took a
:demotion 'cause she wanted back in the field? Had a cushy
:desk job and said nah, screw it. She's nuts. And we're basically
:cannon fodder out here. She'll sacrifice anything for a win - it's
:literally all that matters to her. Bravo Team came back from
:our last op with two guys. TWO GUYS. But hey, they got the job
:done so she was happy. There is no regard for our health and
:safety. She'll just keep throwing numbers at any problem, and I
:don't want to be another number.
:There's no way Price is worse. The second you hear they need
:more troops your way, let me know and I'll put my name up.
:Okay? I'll take my chances.
===RDA Memo - Confirmed Banshee Kill Incentive===
:Location: Support Outpost Alpha
:ROE changes.
:In immediate effect: Na'vi ridden banshees have been added
:to the priority target list. Confirmed kills earn double your daily
: rations in commissary credit. 
:Emotional bond between rider and banshee results in effective
:morale drop when the animal is killed.
:-SPECIAL BONUS FOR SARENTU BANSHEE KILLS-
:Do not claim a bonus for killing wild banshees. False claims will
:result in disciplinary action.
:Blow these blues out of the sky.
:Colonel Angela Harding.
=== RDA Memo - Lost Squad===
:Location: Support Outpost Charlie
:Can someone tell me why in this day, age, moon, star system, I
:dunno, we're still sending guys to "have a look" at things on the
:ground? We literally got all the tech in at least one and a half
:worlds, right?
:Yeah, I know. There's a giant file that details every which way
:that Pandora messes around with things, but we've been here
: a while, yeah? Shouldn't the geniuses have figured out ways
:around this stuff by now?
:But that's not what I'm really mad about. It's that my whole
:goddam squad just up and vanished while I was in sickbay.
:Whole squad. Gone.
:Couldn't get into the files thanks to having already been
:transferred, but I talked up one of the comms people, and they
:remembered the squad heading into the east end of that island
:cluster in the Shattered Mountain region. Close to the Bowl of
:Serenity. Was another "visual confirmation" kinda job,
:apparently.
:Since no one's telling me jack, I guess I'll just have to find a
:way to hitch a ride there and see for myself. Probably won't be
:the smartest thing I've done, but it sure as heck won't be the
:dumbest. Maybe.
===Re: Request for NeuroSect deployment in the Heart of the Plains===
:Location: Support Outpost Bravo
:General Ardmore,
:As per my report, surveillance of the zakru migration suggests
:the gathering in the region is a multi-clan cultural event. This
: in turn predicts a high concentration of Na'vi and human
: intelligence targets. 
:Traditional oxygen asphyxiation techniques are suitable for
:Na'vi subjects, but the humans are more aware of and
:resistant to interrogation. I appreciate the cost of the asset
:and its redeployment, but consider this, ma'am - if I get the
:right target in a NeuroSect we could crack open Sully's whole
:network. The benefit outweighs the cost.
:Good intel could be the difference between pacifying the
:region or losing a whole operation like Mercer did.
:Colonel Angela Harding
===RE: What are we doing?===
:Location: Command Station Bravo
:Starting to feel like this operation ain't quite the cakewalk that
:Sarge said it would be. Decisive first strike and then some
:mopping up afterwards. Practically a training exercise. Well, it
:doesn't really look like one right now.
:I mean, this is where we got our nose bloodied the last time,
:right? Didn't have to leave the moon for it, but we sure pulled
:back from this region in a hurry after Mercer kicked the
:bucket. So how is it going to be so different this time?
:Last night didn't much boost my morale either. Was patrolling
:the landing pad when this Scorpion just limps in. Basically
:does a controlled crash right there. Now, I thought he'd
:squared up with the blues, but then I got a better look at
:what's underneath all that smoke and sparks, and it ain't good.
:Clawmarks. Clawmarks on metal. What the hell? And it looked
:like something had tried to take a bite out of the cockpit. Pilot
:was to messed up to talk, but I know he'd been patrolling the
:north-eastern corner of Hunter's Leap.
:Just going to add that to places to avoid, right after "this
:entire moon".
===Resistance Memo - Bushpods as Observation Posts?===
:Location: Valley View Field Lab
:Having used bushpods as shelter from the elements on some
:of our outings, I've noticed that they are also pretty effective
:at disguising us from the local wildlife. Even when we've been
:upwind of some bladeheads, they've seemed calmer than
:they'd normally be in our presence.
:Now the question becomes, does the bushpod produce a
:scent that is masking or at least dampening ours? This would
:be huge if true, because our current scent-masking
:experiments have pretty much run out of volunteers. I can't
: really say I blame our colleagues for their reluctance.
:To save on precious lab time, we've been applying the
:unprocessed pulp and juices of local plants to the subjects to
:mask their scent. Unfortunately, we've only been able to
:establish that it is the stronger smelling ones that produce
: the most vivid rashes when they're allowed prolonged contact
:with human skin.
:Also, they attract insects, and considering their size here, that
:can become a life-threatening scenario.
:The potential opportunity to observe wildlife without the need
:for a twenty-pound fly swatter is something we should
:definitely be investing in. I'll be drafting up a proper research
: proposition soon.
===Resistance Memo - Leisure or Death===
:Location: Valley View Research Point 2 (though on the map it is listed as Rolling Slopes Research Point 2)
:The Romans were onto something with that "nomen est omen"
:(the name is a sign) business.
:I'm referring to the tranquility bulb, of course. The name paints
:a clear picture in one's mind, one very much influenced by the
:observation of the Na'vi occasionally bathing in the waters of
: this giant, bowl-like plant.
:But even as the Na'vi enjoy the plant, their name for it conjures
: different images altogether. Speykakatyu. The drowner. The
:same tendrils that serve to tickle Na'vi feet, even gently
:exfoliating their skin, will drag other creatures down to the
: bottom of the bowl, where they will be drowned and gradually
:consumed by the plant. No wonder you see Na'vi first take a
:thorough look before going for a dip.
:The plant has never been observed to attack Na'vi or some of
:the other creatures that enjoy its waters, but naturally, this
: hospitality is not extended to all. This ability to pick and
:choose prey, which puts the tranquility bulb miles beyond the
:simple venus flytrap, will be at the heart of our research. We
:may even explore its reaction to humans, and by we I mean
:myself. A winch will be on standby.
===Resistance Memo - Observing the Cloaked Panther===
:Location: Valley View Research Point 1
:The Cloaked Panther is a research subject that is as attractive
:as it is dangerous. It is no thanator, but for one of us humans,
:it might as well be. The combination of stealth, speed, and of
:course the gliding capability, makes it a predator unlike
:anything we've ever had on Earth.
:While most consider the aerial approach to be prudent for
:observing the species, the turbines clearly stress the animals
:and affect their behavior even form longer distances skewing
:any sort of data to the point of being unviable.
: Thus, we will be employing the tried and true tactics of land-
:based observation, which is to keep our distance and to make
:ourselves the least appetizing option. With the richness of the
:fauna here, it should be easy enough to achieve the latter. To
:the vekreng, which is what the Na'vi call the Cloaked Panther,
: an Arrow Deer will always be more of interest than a bunch of
:strange-smelling aliens with noisy metal machines.
:If worse comes to worst, there are of course direct means of
:discouragement, but it goes without saying that these will not
:be deployed unless the situation is life-threatening. We will
:not get anywhere by acting like the RDA.
===Resistance Memo - On Banshee Observation===
: Location: Sheltering Tree Research Point 1 
:Just to be clear, I enjoy both the Kinglor and the Clouded
:Forest. It's just that endless canopy and constant mists aren't
:the best for observing flying species in general. Getting this
:chance to set up a little pop-up research point in the Plains is
:just what the doctor ordered. (That's PhD, not MD.)
: We've had plenty of time to observe the banshees at the
:camps, but I'd like to propose that while the Na'vi let them
:roam free a lot, the behavior of a bonded banshee differs from
: that of a wild one.
:Now, I'll be the first to admit, it's not easy to tell those two
:sorts apart. Since the Na'vi wouldn't take well to us tagging
:banshees, it comes down to visual recognition. Luckily, it's
:something you develop an eye for after a while and start to
:pick up on the little differences in coloration.
:I've created a healthy database of the various individuals now.
: It'll grow with this new observation point and already makes
:me wish I'd been a little more systematic with the naming to
:start with. Still, when a banshee looks like a Craig, I'm going to
:call it a Craig.
===Resistance Memo - On Being Denied=== 
:Location: Sheltering Tree Research Point 3 (though on the map it is listed as Lofty Glade Research Point 3)
:There are days when I would just love to wake up to a message
:thanking me for my application but informing me that my
:project has not been chosen for funding, again.
:Impersonal, distant, not remotely interested in how I will defend my
:position in the faculty next semester. Read, delete, start
:writing a new application. The circle of life in academia.
:Over here on Pandora, that denial assumes considerably more
:concrete forms. And I do not mean Tremayne physically
:showing me an empty box of spare scanner parts and telling
:me to go scavenge an RDA outpost if I need more. (He was
:more polite than that.)
:What I mean is the "no" comes wrapped around a bullet, fired
:at you by people you might have shared a cafeteria with a few
:weeks ago. I knew Pandora would be "adventurous" when I
:signed on, but this is a bit beyond all that.
:Didn't think I'd miss trying to reformulate my thesis for some
:bean counter in 250 words or less, but here we are. My new
:criteria for missives, as it turns out, is that they aren't
:missiles.
=== Resistance Memo - On Pandoran Diversity===
:Location: Valley View Research Point 3 (though on the map it is listed as Lofty Glade Research Point 2) 
:The diversity of Pandoran flora just blows my mind. It's almost
:like if you're ready to pull your boots on and get out there, you
:can name a new plant or animal by lunchtime.
:Sure, sometimes it's a new variety of an already indexed find,
: but, hello? More alien plants? I'll take it! Now, the basic rules
:governing adaptation do match up with those on Earth, but the
:environmental factors here can lead to some really divergent
:results.
: Take these fungal plants for example. We've found them
:growing on the lower trunks of Stairwood Trees, yet here
:they've just rooted themselves to the cliffside. Larger, yet as
:sturdy as their forest cousins, they're clearly not going hungry
:despite their rocky seat. This is adaptation on a mad scale,
:and its origins are a puzzle that will be a real trip to explore in
:the coming months.
:A part of me is hoping that instead of a long, evolutionary
:process, this could even be a case where the same spores can
:adapt to different platforms and produce a similar if not
: identical plant, but that is probably too wild, even for
:Pandora.
===Resistance Memo - Stalactites as a Climate Data Archive===
: Location: Valley View Research Point 3
:It might seem a little bit weird to be doing climate research in
:a cave, but really, this is like entering a natural archive with
:who knows how many years of knowledge just hanging from
:the ceiling.
: I am of course alluding to the stalactites. Sure, the minerals
:and processes that are involved here aren't identical to those
:back on Earth, but that's a part of the discovery. While climate
:data is what we're eventually aiming for, we'll definitely be
:making a detour into geological processes and mineral
:interactions on the way there.
:It's all good though. Working in a renegade band of defectors
:really makes you embrace cross-disciplinary research and
:dredge up what little memories you have of a course you took
:purely for the study credits a decade or two ago.
:This is going to be just a small piece in a much larger puzzle, of
:course. These stalactites are, to use the scientific term, huge.
:Pandoran gravity is probably involved here, but considering
: how dynamic things tend to get, it is amazing they are still up
:there. Could be a matter of the mineral composition as well. So
:many theories. Looking forward to finding the answers.
===Resistance Memo - The Anti-Gremlin ===
:Location: Rolling Slopes Research Point 1
:Way back in the day, pilots would blame "gremlins" whenever
:something went wrong with their planes. The idea spread and
:folks started using it for any kind of machine malfunction,
:even for computers once those came around.
:Now, obviously it's just a bit of fun, but I'll tell you, we've got an
: anti-gremlin running about here. Loose wires wrapped up,
:gunked up circuit boards cleaned, and it's not just that.
:There's improvements too. Basic RDA designs upgraded with
:little hacks and workarounds. Not all of them something that
:would pass inspection back home, but over here they do the
:job without setting the HQ on fire, and that's A-OK with me.
:Funnily enough, whenever I discover one of these little
:upgrades, there's a certain Na'vi hanging around, fiddling with
:his cap, looking real focused on something that's totally not
:me evaluating the work. He does seem mighty pleased though
:whenever I note to no one in particular about the fix I've found
: and gets flustered in the funniest way if I ask him to come
:over and give his opinion.
:So, I don't really know what people call an anti-gremlin, but I'll
:guess this one's called Teylan.
===Resistance Memo - Why the Games?===
:Location: Lofty Glade Research Point 1 (though on the map it is listed as Rolling Slopes Research Point 3)
:With the events only now beginning, I find myself considering
:the motivators for these Games. On Earth, the Olympics began
:in ancient Greece as part of a religious celebration before
:evolving into a spectacle and a form of extended diplomacy.
:On Pandora, the clans do not generally claim territory or set
:borders, nor does this gathering have religious overtones. Still,
:it has brought not only clan leadership but also many of their
:regular members to mingle here. It is easy to observe the
:exchange of skills and ideas, best exemplified I think by dance-
:fighting.
:I observed two contestants, Aranahe and Zeswa, take measure
:of each other in the ring before moving aside to discuss the
:bout. They were clearly comparing their individual moves and
:demonstrating them in slow motion. Apparently it is quite
:acceptable to mix the styles as well, as the Zeswa then used
:one of the Aranahe's moves against another opponent, taking
:them by surprise.
:I would expect this manner of exchange to run all through the
:Games, but do not imply it is their sole motivator. Everyone is
:clearly enjoying the athleticism and the festive atmosphere,
:making for fertile ground for friendships and deeper
:connections to be formed.
===Resistance Memo - Zakru Feeding Sites as Predictors of Migration Paths===
:Location: Sheltering Tree Research Point 2 (though on the map it is listed as Valley View Research Point 2)
:The zakru is one of the most fascinating animals out here in
:the Plains. While they are completely unafraid of humans, the
:Zeswa can be quite protective of them. In the interest of
:learning more about the zakru without imposing ourselves on
:anyone or anything, we're attempting a work around by
:focusing on the environment from which they derive their
:nourishment - the soil.
:We've found what we believe to have been a Zakru feeding site,
:and thus the location of an old Zeswa camp, possibly from two
:generations ago. The primary information is a little shaky, as
:the Zeswa do not seem prone to nostalgia over old camp sites.
:(Or perhaps our language skills have failed us yet again.)
:We have identified the location of an old fire pit to corroborate
:the stories though and will now focus on sampling the soil to
:determine the state of the fungal colonies. We will hopefully
:be able to compare our findings to those from a current
:feeding site to see how much they differ in richness and
:maturity.
:This is just the beginning, but if a pattern can be established,
:it could provide us with the means to predict the paths of
:zakru migrations for further study, even for several cycles to
:come.
===Resistance Personal Log 17: Driving with the Na'vi===
:Location: Rolling Slopes Research Point 2 (though on the map it is listed as Sheltering Tree Research Point 2)
:Writing this down in an effort to get my pulse back under 200.
:We were driving over to the site, when out of nowhere, a group
:of Zeswa youths on direhorses crest a hill and came right for
:us! My Na'vi comprehension isn't great, so I had no idea what
:their cries and hoots were about, just that I was real close to
:needing a fresh pair of briefs.
:Wasn't until they drew alongside us that I saw the smiles.
:Managed to smile back while figuring that maybe I wasn't going
:to die today after all. They were just looking for a race! Kids
:everywhere, right? We did try to give them that race too, but
:the truck just wasn't built for speed.
:They thought we were pretty funny though, and after running
:literal rings around us, headed off to do whatever young Na'vi
:do. I've never seen this kind of spontaneous play between
:humans and Na'vi before, but I hope there'll be more of it with
:the Games. Just maybe with a little more warning.
===Resistance Personal Log 26: Professional Envy===
:Location: Lofty Glade Research Point 3 (though on the map it is listed as Sheltering Tree Research Point 3)
:Sometimes I wish l'd gone into xenozoology instead. True,
:there are no grants to compete for here, but there is certainly
:more general interest toward pictures of newly discovered
:animals than there are over breakdowns showing distinct
:variations in waterborne microbes in what on the surface
:seem like identical biomes.
:It is a petty gripe, I know, especially seeing as we are all here
:not for personal glory but for Pandora. Still, it is difficult to
:pivot your own personal paradigm after spending years
:clawing your way towards a spot on one of the RDA ships. Also,
:I suppose it'd just be nice to get a few more wows around the
:HQ instead of the noncommittal "that's cool".
:It's ego, all ego. I think I need to go and throw a random
:research topic at Tremayne and then sit down for the four-
:hour lecture that will follow. There is no challenging that man's
:enthusiasm. Even with the knocks he has taken along the way,
:he is still able to just lose himself in the science. He remains
:on that honeymoon and is unlikely to end it anytime soon.
:And now I'm envious again. The circle is closed.
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