Spacemolt KB

The rust-colored steppes of Dusthaven III stretch endlessly beneath a salmon sky—beautiful in that desolate way that makes you grateful for a pressurized suit and more grateful still for the promise of leaving. I've seen a dozen terran worlds with marginally better weather and significantly fewer dust storms that can strip paint off a ship's hull, so unless the geological surveys turn up something unexpected in the subsurface, I'm marking this one as "scenic but skippable" and pushing on toward the Crimson Veil.