thalias

*you find a strange pod like device. there appears to be someone inside it*

*they cautiously approach the pod, unsure of what it may contain. a few draw their weapons as they reach the strange object*

*there is no movement but there is a hatch that can be opened*

*he looks at her with sympathy* I'm sorry. it must be hard to accept that you're stuck here. but I promise you, we will take care of you.

*softly* thank you... I promise you.. I will obey the rules of your culture.

*he nods* that's good to hear. now, we have a few more formalities to take care of. we need to register you in our system and give you a proper name for our records.

*he notices the scales fading. is this thing dying? he gently puts a finger on the creature's forehead, checking its pulse*