Oh holy hell, this is going to be a close one!!!
Retros fired! Of course, what with half the crew going for Rah, very few of you are strapped in, and you are sent tumbling across the ship, with Galder trying to guide the ship into this...
... starport? That ship is parked in a starport? In a city? Why the heck didn't you notice the landing beacon? You must have been working too hard lately, Galder, to have missed that. Which is a pain, because for a start, you wouldn't have landed IN the starport if you could have helped it!
IMPACT! The whole ship wrenches violently and something breaks as you hit the ground at way above the safety speed, and skid to a careless halt across the landing area as your landing stilts break.
The ship is intact.
"This is Pharios Starport control to unidentified contact, please identify yourselves."
A cultured voice cuts in.
"Pharios control, don't worry, the ship in question is here for a private meeting with me. They don't seem to be badly damaged and are in no need of assistance."
"Roger that, Flotsam. Out."
Galder, the ship out there- where that transmission comes from- looks almost as if it was built by randomly shoving three vast cargo freighters together at odd angles into one mess of a ship. It's the most hideous vessel you have ever seen.
Wait... it HAS been built by shoving three vast cargo freighters together! It's taking up most the starport.