[ he doesn't get far when a band of five men appears, coming up the path through the mountains. they wear a lot of brown leather and don't look too decidedly modern -- aside from the weapons hanging in the holsters at their sides. most of them appear to be in their thirties or forties, and a grizzled looking man with a black beard flecked with gray points up at the ship, causing a flurry of conversation between them in a tongue hook wouldn't know. ]
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