The year is 2227, and interstellar travel has just become affordable for small startups. Join Wanda Otis and her semi-professional crew of merchants as they travel a galaxy of uncontacted planets, humanoid pets, casual nudity, and not a lot of razors.

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Realism is a funny thing. Sometimes you’re working out planet-wide climate systems for a one-panel shot before spending the rest of the chapter in one town on the surface, but sometimes you’re making a watch shine with the light of a thousand suns just because the audience needs to see what’s going on.