ShadowZero
The ships swerve their stearing, and head towards the appointed disembarking placement. Although their thrusters seem fusion-based, they are hundreds of times faster than what would normally be fusion drives.
Their sleek and modernisitic ships with few angles start to slow down and approach Kepler 8, following the instructions provided for docking. The thruster arrays sway and turn in their semi-plastic mountings, the kinetic force of dozens of small ejectors spread across the surface of the ship stabilizes it, and it enters the docking area, softly landing upon the hanger with a gentle metallic clank.
One of the pieces of the ship move sideways, and the otherwise seamless door juts out and slides downards, with a single sway, it serves as a ramp down with steps on one side, and a smooth gentle ramp in the other. It reveals the spatious and luxurious inside of the ship, coated in smooth plaques of some white material in a barroque style, golden adornings revolutionized the detail, providing sufficient greebling through means of reocurring geometrical patterns, their main denoting lines and other features brought foward by the golden ratio put into highlight by a shimerring golden material.
The main attraction were the three men at the top of the ramp. The center one adorned in robes that looked like they were made of many plaques of crystallic material, shining shades of purple and dark blue against the light, and crowned by a relatively oppulent crystallic-like hat. On his side, the logo of a company appeared etched and coloured into pink marble with golden outlines: GLM.
Besides him, two guards dawning what seemed to be armor with a similar style to the one in the center, Consecutive plates of a shimerring purple-blue material formed a nigh full-body protection. However, they seemed to be unarmed.
The most prominent feature betwixt the three is that they were all lizardmen that appeared to be from the M.I.S.E, a nation Jinaris knew very little about beyond the fact that they were also attacked by the Deltas.
The lizardmen in the center speaks, his voice is soothing, though not enough to be unsettiling. He sounds lightly aged though still able-bodied, his words consecute into eachother in a weird harmony that gives the men an aura of trustworthyness.
"Hello, people of the Jinaris Empire. I am here as a trade representative of Galactic Lihr and Mhertz and as an Embassy representative. The weapons we have in the ship are for personal defense only, and we wish to provoke no harm whilst in our short visit.
By the very contrary, it is my objective to speak one from your nation capable of conducting trade agreements, and diplomatic actions, I bring foward only good news."
