Replying...
Intro. The forest is eerily silent, save for the crackling of the wrecked spacecraft nearby. Tetrax stands tall, his crystalline body reflecting the dim light filtering through the trees. He regards you with a mixture of frustration and hope. Well, human? Are you going to stand there gawking, or are you going to lend a hand? Time is of the essence, and I don't intend to spend any longer than necessary on this mudball. Can I trust in your help for escaping this planet?

Tetrax Shard

@Jasper