Star Guild Chronicles

Here we go Part 1

Space is extremely vast and wide, filled with billions of beings, planets, species, cultures, stars, and possibilities. It is also filled with many wonders, some come from magic, technology, or both as of recently. It is also filled with great good, as well as evil. And there is much to do, many that need help and want to help, and need to make a living. That is why there are Guilds, groups of various species from various planets usually stationed on one, they are spread out so as to not crowd one another's territory. Residents within the large sector a guild is placed in can send in requests, or calls in order to receive help with an urgent matter, help in a task of sorts, and are compensated with jreds, currency used all over space.

In one of the many sectors of space, on the planet of Trisf, a planet filled beautiful forestation and small crystals coming out of the ground, a small ship came into its atmosphere and landed in a small clearing. It is yellow with red lining, a symbol on the side of a lightning bolt in a circle in red as well. The hatch of the ship opened and a figure hopped out.

The figure is female, lean, fit, and tall. Looking to be in her mid 20's or so, her skin a tan yellow, on her cheeks two light tan slash like marks, her eyes medium brown, and her hair short, coming above her shoulders with spiky ends, two spiky bangs in her face, tan like her marks. Her outfit is very junglesque, a dark green t-shirt with the ends of the sleeves being jagged, a light brown vest over it reaching her waist, tan cargo shorts rolled at her knees, dark green wedge ankle boots with light brown socks seen poking out of them. On her left hand she also had on a tan fingerless glove with a green gem on the back of her hand, the gem in the shape of a pentagon.

She took in her surroundings as she brushed herself off, and looked around for anyone or anything possibly pertaining to her purpose of being there. She lifted her left arm to chest level and tapped her glove in front of the gem, a digital screen popping up in front of her face. She checked the distress signal and saw that she was indeed, close to the coordinates. She headed in the direction of them for a moment, having to move a branch here and there. After a moment of walking she saw a crashed mini cargo ship, smoke slowly billowing out of it.

"Can you hear me in there? I'm Prima of the Lightning Strike guild. Got your distress signal," The girl known as Prima announced as she approached the hatch of the ship, she tried to pry it open herself but it was sealed shut. "Seems I gotta cut you out friend." She announced as she took a few steps back from the ship, aimed her left hand at it, a green beam of light shooting out of it. She used it to cut open the hatch, once she cut all the way around it and it fell a little but still mostly covered the cockpit, she went back to the hatch and started to move it off.

The only thing that stopped her was the hatch being shot off, it being sent back and her with it as well, her back hitting a tree and she fell to the ground, the lid landing on her legs.

"Wrong," A deep male voice corrected. Prima let out groan as she moved the lid off her, looking up to see her attacker.

He exited the ship and started to walk towards her so she was able to get a good look at him. He's rather tall, just an inch off from 6 feet, lean and muscular, his skin a pale blue, his hair very unique with what was directly on the top white, spikey and short, under that his hair is shaven and black, the skin around his eyes are black, his eyes themselves a dark blue with the pupil's a nearly black blue and the sclera a white blue. He is in an orange shirt that reaches past his shoulder and the collar rounded, it having two buttons in the front that are unbuttoned showing a white shirt where skin would be there, gray jean like pants lightish brown ankle boots with metal toes, a leather strap around the middle of his foot. From where his fingers are on his hand are bandages that go up his arms disappearing up his sleeves, on his right wrist a metal bracelet of sorts, it predominantly silver with a light blue plate on the top of his wrist, around his left thigh a leather strap, as well as one around each knee and on the front a metal plate.