The birdlike alien on the floor had begun to rouse themselves from the unconsciousness I had forced them into with my fist, so we hoisted them up and placed them onto a chair. I conjured some more ropes and wound them around their entire body, securing them easily to the chair. There was no way they were going anywhere.
The varied level of life on this planet never ceased to amaze me. You had aliens like Akash who literally looked like a tree come to life, and yet you also had aliens like Yr'Arl who practically looked like Puss in boots from the Shrek movies, but taller and with more clothes than just a pair of boots.
Then there were aliens like this one. They were wearing a set of clothes that were almost reminiscent of Han Solo. A leather jacket cut off at the arms with a cream white shirt underneath. Jeans and a pair of boots. Gloves over five-fingered hands. If you were unable to see their head, you would probably mistake them for a human.
