*Dal arrives on time, seeming rather confused about the invite.* “This is sure to go bad somehow…”

"Hmm. Interesting." Jack finishes his exosuit maintenance, dons his helmet, adjusts his jetpack, and loads his weapons. He sheathes his sword and starts walking.

[i]A younger looking man that badly needs to shave wearing a hoodie answers the invitation and walks to the ship.[/i]

[spoiler]I haven’t done one of these in a while, so why not! Let’s use one of my lesser used characters here.[/spoiler] A strange tiefling man garbed in green silks walks up towards the ship that afternoon. He looks almost human, except for a pair of horns upon his forehead, striped markings on his face, and a long but thin tale. The tiefling l, named Stígandr, stands tall around 6’1 and sports long dark red hair. Although he probably revived a note, he acts like he did not. Instead wandering up towards the ship and knocking. “Terribly sorry, but I don’t suppose you know what happened to the tree that used to be here? Large tree, perhaps oak, maybe it rings a few bells? Do I hath not rested today, and ‘twas a great place for relaxation. Doth thee happen to know what happened to it? Perhaps it was moved by thy city, cut down, or crushed by some random metal contraption! All the usually, so who knows?” He strangely jests nearby the doors.

[i]Araxinus briefly glances over the note, and sighs.[/i] “Why? Everything was normal before Wolfkeeper decided to bring me here.” [i]He throws it behind and heads out.[/i]

*Utah heads towards the spaceship.*

Geo skims through the note, crumples it, and follows its directions.

[i]Rigel holds up the slip to Cateye, then slips it in his pocket.[/i] "This is a bad idea, Rigel." "It'll be fun! I've never been on a spaceship!" "You have, day 312. We went to... whatever. I'll tell you later." [i]Rigel heads towards the spaceship, idly chatting with Cateye.[/i]