You find about a weeks worth of rations which could be extremely helpful if this planet turns out to be uninhabited. The air seems breathable though, and the temprature is moderate. The grass is a bit unkempt, but the flames from the crash do nicely too help with that. You walk for a little bit, the sun slowly sinking from the sky to find what looks like a beaten road in the middle of the woods, going who knows where.<br/><br/>You sense typical wood wildlife, tree rodents, ground bugs, maybe a few wild mammalian canines in the distance, but nothing exactly dangerous for nearly half a mile. However, you start feeling a threatening presence, as signs of civilization start appearing in the horizon. Tents and wood, campfires, a band of humans all wearing archaic armor made from leather suggest main threat on this world is sharp objects rather then anything thermal. You sense about 10 of them, all human, weapons are metal blades, and bows and arrows, humans are mostly light skinned, with dark hair, gender break down is about 6 men and 4 women, all possibly hostile, and stare at  you with great interest.<br/><br/>Seems like a small time group of highway men, wooden fences on the road with about 2 tents to the side. They pick up their weapons as you approach, one of the men, a large man about 6 feet tall, with a two handed metal blade strapped to his back makes his way to you.<strong> "My my! You look quiet exotic."</strong>he says, as 2 other men and a women step forward to get a better look at you.<strong>"Give us what you have, including that outfit. Then we'll see what to do with you" </strong>