Thread:Eureka Enderborn/@comment-26184570-20160819150010/@comment-26184570-20160820143604

Eureka Enderborn wrote: This guy grew up surrounded by the wild jungles of the Razorbird homeworld. This place is nothing new to him.

He grabs his pistol from the compartment, and upon seeing that any chance at contacting the fleet has been destroyed, he activates the gravity pack that each Razorbird possesses and takes off, soaring above the tree layer. It's less hostile than those, much more bizzare, like a cross between a Jurassic-era jungle, Felucia and the Pacific Northwest.

He finds it very hard to fly, the air, while not horribly hot, is about 100% percent humidity, being extremely thick with water-particles.