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Nathalia regarded the wall with caution, arms crossed as she looked at it. A few other colonists stood around, eyeing the walls as well, comparing notes and theorizing. Howl seemed to be chatting with two Tsabhua from other colonies.    "Ah! Hi Nathalia! These are Spiridus and Harkley, we were just talking about the etching... We ah, still have no clue." Howl awkwardly said.   Nathalia chuckled "That makes sense. it's a lot to decipher." She lo...

Nathalia had long ago decided that travelling by boat- wasn't for her. She hated every second of it, the rocking of the boat, the salty ocean air, being trapped in a relatively small space.   Still, when the colony had written to her, offering her a place while they learnt more about "potential options for an outpost in Rekes" she had happily obliged. She had already been considering life in a colony before she met the small group out in Rekes, and after they left the...

Matter was- quite used to Howl saying strange things. The grey Tsabhua, while not *really* a whelp anymore still quite had an active imagination, and this paired with an odd sense of humour meant that Matter often didn't think anything when the younger Xunari talked about the strange noises she had heard coming from the odd bunker-like doors the colonists had found earlier. It wasn't until later, when Woodland mentioned it to her, that she realized Howl might be onto something. The days in th...

The group hiked back to Sanguine Cove in the early morning, having spent most of the night looking for the moths in the caves. Now, each member of the group carried with then bags filled with small jar containing a few moths each.   "We got so many!" Wait called out excitedly to the group, "I wasn't expecting to find so many with what you told us, Bilo'bjorn."   The belemoid chuckled. "We got lucky, honestly."   Alter and ...

Gloam weaved his way through the undergrowth of the Rekes forests, his striped black fur blending in with the mottled shadows cast by the trees above. Rufous scuttled after him, trying their best to keep up with the large tsabhua in between tripping over tree roots and stopping to look at weird bugs. After repeated complaints from the two about the state of their colony’s base camp (which was truly just a camp and not really a great place to settle in and call home), DPIP finally rel...

Rufous, having spent their entire life around fellow bipedal aliens, all roughly the same size as them, had no idea what to think of the towering six-limbed sophont now standing in front of them. Unsure what the best sort of greeting would be in this situation, they stuck a paw out and hoped the concept of a handshake had already reached this corner of the galaxy. In their young childhood, Rufous’s own home planet had been contacted by DPIP. The transition from a quiet seaside town t...