Ravenloft
Sweet Rogue
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It was two am when Exeter's ship broke through earth's atmosphere, burning up as it did. "Not going to make it... not going to... ma*" his trembling words were cut off by impact with the earth's surface, sending him real g from his pilots seat and into a bukkhead, where he struck his head and fell unconcious to the steel floor. The vessel tor itself apart all around him as it plowed through a small copes of trees through the deep country side and dug up a long swath of earth as it slowly crashed and tumbled to a stop.
In the remaining debris after the alien craft came to a teatering halt at the edge of the woods just behind a private homestead, the cockpit was torn open in jagged bits, exposing Exeter to the atmosphere, which was blessedly breathable to him. He remained unconcious even as the proximity alarm in his cockpit warned against an approaching life form.
There was a nasty gash across his chest, leaving his uniform in a tattered and bloody mess. His craft, as broken as it was, was still identifiable as nothing even remotely of this planet. He, himself looked distinctly different as well, humanoid, but with a rather pronounced set of protrusions along the slope of his forehead, as if his skull had been slightly malformed. It wasn't truly grotesque, but it was still unsettling.
In the remaining debris after the alien craft came to a teatering halt at the edge of the woods just behind a private homestead, the cockpit was torn open in jagged bits, exposing Exeter to the atmosphere, which was blessedly breathable to him. He remained unconcious even as the proximity alarm in his cockpit warned against an approaching life form.
There was a nasty gash across his chest, leaving his uniform in a tattered and bloody mess. His craft, as broken as it was, was still identifiable as nothing even remotely of this planet. He, himself looked distinctly different as well, humanoid, but with a rather pronounced set of protrusions along the slope of his forehead, as if his skull had been slightly malformed. It wasn't truly grotesque, but it was still unsettling.