The air is cold as you roam around the abandoned ship, searching for the Plant that had spiked the reading in your detector. This big heist was sure to secure you some good money.

You never would have considered your current predicament as your held in place by dark purple...well from the descriptions of trees, these seem like roots with some sort of flora growing on them. The Sovereign stands over you decisively.

"...well, what's a fine looking young human like you doing here?"