The Life Forms

The closer you approach, the more life-forms your sensors pick up. They are swirling around and moving quite fast, so you cannot yet pick them up on any viewers. Soon they slow thier "dance" of sorts and begin to approach your ship. There is no hostility there, only vague curiousity. Soon they come into viewer range and what you see astounds you.

(ooc this is for any groups visiting that are religious in any sense, otherwise all one sees are some vaguely human-shaped beings of gaseous nature. They seem to be totally see-through and yet very solid. They have no feet per-say, nor hands, legs or any real limbs of any sort. They have no faces, yet they seem to stare in fasination of you and your ships.)

They are the angels of past lives, the absoulte beauty of Heaven and the horrid Reality of Hell mixed together to form a being of vast beauty and fearsome features. They encompass all that is and was once the epitome of the After-life. They are the guardians of the Gates of Paradise, and the keepers of one's soul. They are the sacred creatures only mentioned in the most Holy of texts. The largest and most promenent of they bows to your ship.

Over you Comm-Systems you hear a voice of immense beauty and power. It is immediately translated into the High Speech of your people.

Welcome oh Distant Travelers, I am Azreal. As instructed by the Laws and Strictures I offer you and yours Hospitality. The Chancoler of the High Council of Spectrals bids us to greet you and your party. I bid you Welcome and offer safe Journey. You seem to be lost, am I correct? How may we be of assitance?

What is your Choice Captian?

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