The Commercial Planet — Zaron
Bzzzt—
"Hm?" Robin stepped out of the shimmering spatial portal, his entire body tense and senses heightened. He was fully prepared for anything. This planet was a mystery to him, a complete unknown, except for one detail—Rinara had recommended it. And if Rinara vouched for something, then it was bound to be unusual, if not outright dangerous.
Robin's initial expectation was that he would be immediately confronted by guards demanding identification and purpose of visit. He had prepared several responses for such an encounter, some diplomatic, others… not so much. He had even steeled himself mentally for the possibility of a fight or an emergency retreat. But what he saw next made all his assumptions collapse in a single moment.
"Come, come! I've got the finest lumber you'll find in the galaxy!"
"Thief! Stop that thief! Someone catch him!"
"You, over there! Yes, you! I've got a beautiful wife for you, fresh and strong!"
