"'Scuse!" A gargling, high-pitched voice called from below the man. In confusion he looked down, only to see the most peculiar sight he'd ever seen on his years of working the galactic transports. Six different coloured creatures plodded along past him. Their skin seemed slimy and they had gills for no doubt surviving in the water. Instead of hair they had weird red strands growing from their head which waved as they walked. Each one also had large bulbous eyes, bigger than their actual heads, which seemed to scan the floor and the legs of the taller species around them.

When the ship jolted sideways however all six of them shot straight into the wall, causing a symphony of gargled screams. Even without looking through the portholes they couldn't reach they knew the ship was coming down. Quickly it hurtled into the atmosphere of a mysterious planet, hitting the ground too quickly for anyone to reach an escape pod.

From the wreckage that was torn apart into two giant chunks of the cruiser came six little coloured dots. Upon closer inspection it was obvious these were the Grompin who had all survived the fall thanks to Mizol's magic shielding.

"Where is this?" Gizol, the orange Grompin, asked.
The rest of them shrugged, scanning the scenery for any other survivors with their large round eyes.

There was an overwhelming sound of ringing in her ears when Aurora finally came back to consciousness. She remained strapped to her seat but the ship itself had landed on its side meaning she was hovering above the ground. She tried to unbuckle her seatbelt only to find it was jammed shut. Glancing around the shell of the ship she could see no other survivors, but a sharp piece of debris was within her reach. She stretched forward with all the strength she could muster and grabbed the shard of metal, using it to cut the belt that held her to the seat. She used her arm to cushion her short fall to the ground. 

As she emerged from the opening where the front section of the ship had torn away she felt a sharp pain in her chest. Feeling the side of her body Aurora felt an intense pang, a cracked rib perhaps? However, other than the cuts and bruises on her arms and face Aurora was unharmed. Her Fey magic had cushioned the impact of the crash, unfortunately for most of the other passengers they had no such gift. Aurora then had the all consuming realisation that she might be alone on this planet, this humid jungle place. There was greenery as far as the eye could see and a large column of smoke from the wreckage stretched into the sky. As Aurora began to well up with tears at the desolation of her situation she heard a strange noise. Turning swiftly to see what it was she noticed six little figures emerging from the trees. They looked at her and then at each other and then back at her. 

"Were you on the ship? Do you know where we are?" She asked in desperation.