The battered fighter emerging from the blank nothingness that is hyperspace, the on-board computer systems beep to the sole occupier of the ship alerting him to the presence of a nearby planet. Scanning for any life on the planet, the ships computers direct the craft to a lone building situated in a small forest clearing.
Guiding his ship to the planets surface, he makes a smooth landing, despite how damaged the fighter is. Opening up the ****pit, he jumps out of the pilots seat and onto the fuselage of the ship, then lowers himself to the ground. Standing at around 6 feet tall, with short cropped black hair with a slight blue hue to it and eyes that seem to constantly change colour from blue to grey, he looks like a rather formidable fellow. His clothing is distinctively military, due to the camouflaged pants, bloodstained jacket and steel capped boots.
The only differences that set him apart from normal humans are the small, yet prominent wolf-like ears, poking out from the top of his head and the wolf-like tail poking out through the seat of his pants.
Looking about, he limps towards the door of the building nearby, hoping to find anyone else of his race that survived what had happened on his home planet, as well as trying to find a medic. Almost falling through it, he sees a wide array of beings gathered inside. Managing to call out between gasps for breath and the excruciating pain, he cries 'Medic!' just loud enough for a majority of the patrons to hear before collapsing a few feet inside the building.
((OK, injury wise this is what's wrong: several puncture wounds in his torso, with some crystal shards still protruding out of his chest and stomach, a few minor burns to his legs, as well as a couple decent cuts to his head. I'll tell ya all what happened to him in a later post

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