When they woke up, the party had very little time to contemplate the issue of the giant metal spheres or the accompanying green glow; primarily due to the massive reeking heap of dung that the 5 of them were precisely arranged around.
They had not yet fully processed their surroundings when the sound of a moan issued from the pile, and it began to move – Out came a primitive-looking fellow, looking like crap (sorry).
Each of them took some time to carefully gauge the intent of the others, and before too long found that several of them shared a language, though both the ninja and the caveman were largely excluded from any conversation.
They decided to make their way north, having little else to go on but the keen directional senses of two of their members.
Before very long, pressing through the fern forest, they came to a cliff face that overlooked much of this strange land, and saw that there seemed to be signs of “civilization” far off in the distance. They decided to make their way in that direction.
When they were still quite a way off, they saw a gigantic lizard attacking a settlement, with the inhabitants fighting for their lives against the beast. They rushed forward to intervene.
Several gunshots (and several terrified people) later, the beast was dead. The village was saved.
The caveman seemed to know the inhabitants of this village, and spoke to them, gesturing often to the recent arrivals to this strange world – whatever he said, he seemed to convince them that the visitors were friendly, and they accepted the party warmly (if cautiously).