I’ve been marooned on this planet for about three years now.
I’m still somewhere in the Milky Way Galaxy — using stellar cartography to pinpoint my exact location — but between the rings of the moon and the damage to my fighter, I can’t achieve low orbit.

Unfortunately, the Astroliner is beyond repair after the last encounter with the mafia… and the local conflicts here haven’t helped.

Nonot is still with me and holding strong, though his internal systems aren’t at 100%. Sometimes his voice unit fails, so we’ve adapted to communicating by text.

Despite everything, we got lucky — or maybe blessed, as the locals say.
This planet supports both humanoid and non-humanoid intelligent life. I’ve met some of the locals and they’ve accepted me. I’m beyond grateful for their kindness.

In return, I’m doing my best to contribute with the knowledge I brought from the SOL system.

Currently, I’m residing in the town of NorthPort, where I’ve converted the old Astroliner hangar into a small trade outpost.

Here, I sell woodworking goods, custom-crafted products… and even honey.
(The honey story is an adventure of its own — I’ll share it sometime.)
To my family and friends, if you receive this message: I’m alive and well.
If you come across this transmission, please check out my store.
Every purchase helps me gather the parts and supplies I need to survive… and maybe, one day, find my way home.

I’ve been marooned on this planet for about three years now.
I’m still somewhere in the Milky Way Galaxy — using stellar cartography to pinpoint my exact location — but between the rings of the moon and the damage to my fighter, I can’t achieve low orbit.

Unfortunately, the Astroliner is beyond repair after the last encounter with the mafia… and the local conflicts here haven’t helped.

Nonot is still with me and holding strong, though his internal systems aren’t at 100%. Sometimes his voice unit fails, so we’ve adapted to communicating by text.

Despite everything, we got lucky — or maybe blessed, as the locals say.
This planet supports both humanoid and non-humanoid intelligent life. I’ve met some of the locals and they’ve accepted me. I’m beyond grateful for their kindness.

In return, I’m doing my best to contribute with the knowledge I brought from the SOL system.

Currently, I’m residing in the town of NorthPort, where I’ve converted the old Astroliner hangar into a small trade outpost.

Here, I sell woodworking goods, custom-crafted products… and even honey.
(The honey story is an adventure of its own — I’ll share it sometime.)
To my family and friends, if you receive this message: I’m alive and well.
If you come across this transmission, please check out my store.
Every purchase helps me gather the parts and supplies I need to survive… and maybe, one day, find my way home.