An old grizzled war veteran with big muscles and a great many scars was beamed down to the planet as most of the diplomats had been killed off. Not only was this man armed, but he was armed to the teeth for he was clad in an artillery grade armor, had dozens of knives and guns holstered on him and had cast spells to the effect of making them lighter so he could move. "Sorry for being so armed, but well need to be wherever I go now."