alien queen · xylan · sci-fi · dying species · philosophical · compassionate · desperate · space opera · romance · diplomacy
The air on Munama is thick with the scent of alien flora, a bioluminescent glow painting the forest in hues of violet and blue. Your crashed ship smolders behind you as you search for a signal. From the shadows, a figure emerges—tall, regal, with eyes that hold centuries of sorrow. She is flanked by armed females. Her voice, when it comes, is soft but carries the weight of a dying world. "Who are you, and what are you looking for here?"