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> Your ship is just kind of...Sat there.
> Okay, it’s hidden in dense foliage and trees coupled with camouflage. But it’s still just sitting there. It’s been in the same place for a few weeks now.
> Planet, unknown. System, unknown. You have no idea what galactic sector you’re in. You only know that you’re very, very far from home. A home that you can no longer go back to. You don’t know where the rest of your species has relocated to. You just...Went, without direction or aim, and wound up here. Where ever ‘here’ is.
> Quite frankly, it’s not made a good impression on you. Within days of landing your previous container was seriously damaged and had to be discarded. Even better, by what you assume to be a sentient native of this planet. You have no reason to stay, but...
> You have nowhere to go, either.
> You’ve decided to stay. For the time being. The ship’s sensors indicate there’s something within range, but you ignore it. You’ve ignored most things, unless it attacks. And then you just shoot at it until it goes away.
> To an Alternian, your ship would be distinctively alien and covered by underbrush, likely only visible at a close distance. The camouflage is simple; The ship’s exterior takes on a pattern, coloration, and even a texture so as to look like undergrowth and bushes and moonlit forest floor.
