*a vast ship appears in the sky overhead. It menaces with a Solar Sail of awesome and has many bright lights.*
*looks up*
"Hey... That looks familiar..."
*A small drone deploys from the ship and descends to roughly ground level*
"ATTENTION HUMANOIDS: THIS WORLD HAS BEEN SELECTED FOR A CROSS-CULTURAL EXCHANGE WITH TORIKAN ENCLAVE C-4-D-TQ7-DELTA PLEASE STAND BY FOR MERCANTILE INTERACTION."
"I should've guessed this would happen... What do we have to trade? Clothing is something I can rule out right away because, well, Torikan males, while roughly human-sized, tend to be extremely low on the social ladder of C-4-D-TQ7-Delta. Whereas females, being, on average, at least a good 2-3 feet taller and considerably stronger, would find any clothing we have for trade to be... inadequate..."
*Another craft detaches from the main ship and descends to surface. Once landed, a group of male torikan, of various varieties, pull out a several large cargo containers by chains attached to them. Behind them is a midsized (Read: 8'8'' tall, 412lbs) female torikan, snow leopard variety.*
"Nysa? That you?"
"Vorthon! It's been a while!"
*engages in a conversation in a strange alien language*
*Yells back into the fort*
"Hey, guys, they've got some Vacuum Energy Cells that they could trade us! And some ores they mined of a bunch of asteroids! And Thorium!"