No Room for a Wallflower: Act 1

The deck rumbles beneath your feet, and for the first time you hear the howl of windshear as the shuttle breaches Hercynia’s thick atmosphere. The world below, seen through the a thick, condensation-streaked porthole: A smear of forest, scarred by ragged patches of black and brown. Patches of grey cloud cover speak to the months-long rainstorms that plague the planet's surface. Below, em…