The intrepid explorer stands proudly beneath the crimson banner the Cosmological Agency for Restoration and Redevelopment of Extrasolar (uh) Things, with only two prizes on his mind: locating and taming new and exiting worlds for the daring colonists and frontiersbuns who forever follow in his wake, and a good tossed salad.

Today, he has met one of his goals.

What will tomorrow hold??