A gateway or portal up on the hill, unintended by the Starfield creators most likely. A random conjunction of 2 prodedurally generated trees.
And then a “green man” staring at me from a nearby grove of alien trees as my camera angle moves down. We’re on Nesoi now, 5:21:28 into our 7 hour+ journey across the planets, 7 in total but standing in for many many more.
And this only 9 minute after I, through Gemilly Niceniece here, spotted the similar “Schrodinger’s Man” as recorded in section 1 of this photo-novel. Different planets, but still close in time through our straight line journey.
Then just beyond that green man we have these “plant people,” reinforcing the peculiarities. A cluster we might call it? TBC?
Sunklands 