Light’s hide flashed by way of agreement. Now they were in a more confined space, he was feeling a lot more comfortable. He hadn’t always been like that; just since waking up from his medically induced coma.

“We have a group competition track, or you can compete separately. Quadrumvir rules are in effect - so four rounds, first round is growing a companion structure based on flora introduced by one of the four…err…organic species.”

They evidently hadn’t banked on any Utaysi showing up to this event.

“Points are given for growth rate, style, form and sustainability.”

There was raucous laughter from somewhere behind the official, and they turned to check everything was alright before continuing.

“You are quite well composed for the group track, having one of every species in your group, save the Tindrel. I believe there is a single Tindrel here who was looking for a team, if you wished?”