It rears back, stunned, and a bunch of people with swords jump in to start clobbering it, and one of them grabs him by the arm to drag him to his feet.

OW his head hurts. Are those swords. These people don't look like they're even from the Ibyatok system, was he concussed through an entire jump? Apparently he was concussed through an entire jump. He flicks the safety on, since he's being dragged around, but maintains a tight grip on his raygun.

They yell at him incomprehensibly and then are distracted by another massive horned acid-spitting thing crashing through the wall - it's some kind of force field, actually - behind them, and turn from him to deal with that.

Kyeo is so glad Ibyabek doesn't have wildlife like that! He rubs at his temple a little and then aims at the wildlife to zap that one too. It's big enough he has a really clear shot over their heads.

Their yelling is still incomprehensible but it sounds appreciative, now. 

When both beasts are down there's a lull and someone takes off at a run towards him, and starts demonstratively tugging him towards a - stone fortress, it looks like - that's not too far behind them. There are people on its walls with longbows.

The weapons here don't make any sense. Even if they don't have reliable electricity here or are having problems paying their bills they should fall back on slugthrowers, not arrows. He goes where he is tugged, safety back on, trying not to moan out loud about the headache.

Incomprehensible conversation! And then, suddenly, comprehensible conversation. 

"Hey. Where're you from? Also what is that."

She speaks startlingly good Ibyabekan, wow. "I'm from the Five Virtues of Ibyabek, we must have crashed, and it's my sidearm."

"Is that a ...ship? We didn't see anything crash - does it have some number of charges per day or what -"

"Yes, it's a ship. A big cruiser. I recharge the gun off the ship's reactor."

"I don't know what that is. And this front is several hundred miles from the ocean."

Oh dear. Did these people just... colonize this planet a hundred years ago and immediately lose all their technology somehow... and forget what a spaceship is... "A space ship."

" - like in Numeria? You don't look Numerian but I guess someone can run you down there tomorrow, probably, or sometime this week - are you injured, we're allowed to go to Abadar's clerics for healing if we don't talk to them."

Oh, okay, this is some kind of - intraplanetary fragmentation situation, where Numeria still has technology and everyone else is resisting Numerian authority and has to fight off the acid-spitting megafauna with bows and swords. He doesn't know what an Abadar's cleric is but this doesn't seem like the time, considering he's concussed probably. "I think I hit my head."

"Well, I can walk you down there. Do you have money on hand for it."

"...Ibyabek doesn't use money. The ship might have some for - bribing other ships or something, I don't know, but if you didn't even see it crash I'm not sure how to find it."

"I can spot you if you let me look at the side-arm. Ibyabek doesn't use money? At all? Do you barter everything?"

"No, it's all distributed to the people by the state - do you just mean look at it or handle it, you haven't been trained to handle it."

"Nah, I just want to look at it, I'm a weapons enchanter, I like learning how different places put weapons together. Does it take a lot of training?" Out of this building and along a dirt path to a different building, where she switches languages to say something reassuring to the people at the door.

"It's not hard to use but it's hard to be careful enough with."

They walk into a big circular room, thirty feet in diameter, with a man in robes at the center and a dozen other people in various reaches of the room. She walks up to the center and puts some coins in a box and walks away without speaking to the man there. 

"Do you know if it can be recharged with spells?" 

"I am... pretty sure... that it cannot be recharged with spells." Wow, he's glad their revolution covered the whole planet and no Ibyabekans have fallen into superstitious barbarism.

"Too bad. Healing's in ten minutes, going off the clock, sometimes they're early or late but I'm not allowed to ask."

"...what do you mean, healing's in ten minutes?"