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So give me a little outline on positions of the factions and whether you'd like a square or circular map.
The Graal are tough to incorporate schematically -- I'm open to ideas. The problem herein lies that they exist to fight and die. Throw any ideas at me and I'm all ears!
The Graal are tough to incorporate schematically -- I'm open to ideas. The problem herein lies that they exist to fight and die. Throw any ideas at me and I'm all ears!
Theo, we actually have discussed the Graal's integration in the setting as members of the Covenant(the bad guys), kinda like the cannon fodder.
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It sounds apt. If possible I'd like the Graal of the current era to be a remnant of their past. Like the Krogan of Mass Effect perchance -- a few hundred years ago the Graal were a galactic presence but since have been largely relegated to being the cannon fodder of whatever bad guys you have in place, it could work.
We'll have to see what Flagg says regarding the past.
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Now, I just need to make those characters. The 2 hour bus journey tomorrow should provide time enough for one at least.
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Is there a Nation Sheet for the Covenant?
The Covenant is actually an alliance of nations. So far it's membership includes the Vatani Ascendancy, the Transorganic Alliance Party, and a yet to be revealed puppet Government.
Poking my head in with interest, got a pair of minor nation concepts I'll be throwing into the mix along with my characters. Nation Sheets on the way soon, although I have yet to decide who to ally behind thus far.
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Name: The Unitary Supreme Kingdom of Makhinas (commonly abbreviated as USKM)
National Emblem:The royal crest of the Bur-Hina line
Population: ~900,000,000
Head of State: Her August Majesty Queen (or Pad) Ámahaçal Bur-Hina VI
Speaker of the Parliament: Beig Hém Dasi II
Government: Demi-executive parliamentary monarchy
The government is structured around the demi-executive monarchy which is
checked by a parliament. Despite their popular image as cosmopolitan
merchants, the Makhina are still only beginning a reluctant experiment with
liberalism. Indeed, less than 100 years ago the planet was convulsed by a
brutal civil war between Royalists and Populists whose scars are still healing.
The result of the conflict was a victory for the Royalist party--however, the Queen,
in an act of propitiation towards the still incensed populace, deigned to defer some
part of her powers to a legislative body, which eventually became the Atlas
Parliament. Their relationship remains uneasy, at best.
The monarchy is an ancient and puissant tradition to the Yagbu species. Allegedly,
the royal line is descended from Yuhanó, the son of the union between the goddess
Yambalaç and the Blind-Wander-King, who led his disparate race in their shuffling
across the dunes. Yuhanó purportedly cured the Yagbu of their blindness and was
anointed as the King-Made-God. The royal traditional still smacks of ritual
to the pious Yagbu, and the monarch is venerated as the vessel of the
beneficence of Yambalaç. However, extensive contact with other worlds has cooled
the fervor of most Yagbu, and the notion of God-King or God-Queen is one that is
gradually, if surreptitiously, falling out of favor.
The seat of government is the palace-city of Makhina, located in the more clement,
and partially terraformed northern hemisphere of the planet. It is a planned city,
designed around the celebration of the moons, which is the Yambalaçi aspect.
The Lunar Fastness, thus, is the royal residence, and is said to be of a nigh
unparalleled grandeur--though certainly the Emperor would wholeheartedly desist.
checked by a parliament. Despite their popular image as cosmopolitan
merchants, the Makhina are still only beginning a reluctant experiment with
liberalism. Indeed, less than 100 years ago the planet was convulsed by a
brutal civil war between Royalists and Populists whose scars are still healing.
The result of the conflict was a victory for the Royalist party--however, the Queen,
in an act of propitiation towards the still incensed populace, deigned to defer some
part of her powers to a legislative body, which eventually became the Atlas
Parliament. Their relationship remains uneasy, at best.
The monarchy is an ancient and puissant tradition to the Yagbu species. Allegedly,
the royal line is descended from Yuhanó, the son of the union between the goddess
Yambalaç and the Blind-Wander-King, who led his disparate race in their shuffling
across the dunes. Yuhanó purportedly cured the Yagbu of their blindness and was
anointed as the King-Made-God. The royal traditional still smacks of ritual
to the pious Yagbu, and the monarch is venerated as the vessel of the
beneficence of Yambalaç. However, extensive contact with other worlds has cooled
the fervor of most Yagbu, and the notion of God-King or God-Queen is one that is
gradually, if surreptitiously, falling out of favor.
The seat of government is the palace-city of Makhina, located in the more clement,
and partially terraformed northern hemisphere of the planet. It is a planned city,
designed around the celebration of the moons, which is the Yambalaçi aspect.
The Lunar Fastness, thus, is the royal residence, and is said to be of a nigh
unparalleled grandeur--though certainly the Emperor would wholeheartedly desist.
Description:
A small territorial power with far reaching commercial consequence, the USKM sits at a critical junction between Covenant space and Duchy territory.
For centuries, the USKM has been known as a shrewd and successful trading power, their merchants creeping their way into every nook and cranny
of the galaxy. Though it may not be a martial empire, the USKM has assuredly built a commercial hegemony in which all nations are fiefdoms.
Despite the earnest warnings of its best military advisors, the USKM, however, has never insured this vast trade network with an equally puissant
martial force. Their military is, at best, bare-bones; and the USKM, despite a past patchworked with internal conflict--vast planetary empires, subjugation,
genocide--they are not desirous of territorial conquest. Rather, they use their voluminous wealth as an impetus for further commercial growth, as a means
to fuel massive terraforming and industrial projects, and to bolster its trade fleet. The military, in the face of such things, is but a trifle.
Thus, it fell rather easily to the invading All-Party force. In a manner of days, the force smashed the pitiful resistance of the USKM and walked past the threshold
of the Lunar Fastness, capturing the Queen and her household in her apartments, and eventually consolidating the rest of the royal family and Parliament.
In the eyes of the Yagbu, the transorganics had committed the ultimate sacrilege: stepped foot upon the hallowed sands of Makhina, the same ground upon which
the lunar goddess Yambalaç had birthed Yuhanó from the seed of the Blind-Wander-King, where Huali had shaped their people from three grains of ozí rice--a privilege
reserved only for members of the Yagbu race. Without out any other course, Queen Ámahaçal capitulated to Covenant occupation. However, the monarchy was restored
by the Covenant, in an effort to make it appear to the outside that the USKM had joined the Covenant of their own volition and were providing subsidies to the war effort--an
act of propaganda. The Covenant continues to control the UKSM as a puppet government, and maintains a large occupying force. They have consolidated Hanapa's
Hanapa's shipyards, and all the while use the planet itself as a staging ground for their thrusts into Duchy space. However, surreptitiously, an underground resistance
movement is beginning to be kindled, and soon will set the desert ablaze.
For centuries, the USKM has been known as a shrewd and successful trading power, their merchants creeping their way into every nook and cranny
of the galaxy. Though it may not be a martial empire, the USKM has assuredly built a commercial hegemony in which all nations are fiefdoms.
Despite the earnest warnings of its best military advisors, the USKM, however, has never insured this vast trade network with an equally puissant
martial force. Their military is, at best, bare-bones; and the USKM, despite a past patchworked with internal conflict--vast planetary empires, subjugation,
genocide--they are not desirous of territorial conquest. Rather, they use their voluminous wealth as an impetus for further commercial growth, as a means
to fuel massive terraforming and industrial projects, and to bolster its trade fleet. The military, in the face of such things, is but a trifle.
Thus, it fell rather easily to the invading All-Party force. In a manner of days, the force smashed the pitiful resistance of the USKM and walked past the threshold
of the Lunar Fastness, capturing the Queen and her household in her apartments, and eventually consolidating the rest of the royal family and Parliament.
In the eyes of the Yagbu, the transorganics had committed the ultimate sacrilege: stepped foot upon the hallowed sands of Makhina, the same ground upon which
the lunar goddess Yambalaç had birthed Yuhanó from the seed of the Blind-Wander-King, where Huali had shaped their people from three grains of ozí rice--a privilege
reserved only for members of the Yagbu race. Without out any other course, Queen Ámahaçal capitulated to Covenant occupation. However, the monarchy was restored
by the Covenant, in an effort to make it appear to the outside that the USKM had joined the Covenant of their own volition and were providing subsidies to the war effort--an
act of propaganda. The Covenant continues to control the UKSM as a puppet government, and maintains a large occupying force. They have consolidated Hanapa's
Hanapa's shipyards, and all the while use the planet itself as a staging ground for their thrusts into Duchy space. However, surreptitiously, an underground resistance
movement is beginning to be kindled, and soon will set the desert ablaze.
Capital Planet:[i] Makhina
[i]A planet dominated by the endless Tchanu Desert, a vast expanse of dune,
tableland, scrub, volcanic plain, tamarisk fields, and salt pan, unbroken save for shallow
endorheic lakes, The planet is reserved for members of the Yagbu species
only--trespass by foreigners is a heinous crime, punishable by death. Principal city is the
eponymous metropolis and center of government, Makhina.
Satellites: Inoké
The largest of Makhina's two satellites, Inoké is the principal commercial mechanism for the USKM,
serving as the port-of-call for all incoming and outbound trade vessels as well as the home of all
non-Yagbu residents of the USKM. Other than Yagbu, Inoké has massive expatriate communities,
mostly wealthy tradespeople and corporate moguls. Especially large is the community of augmented
humans. The moon was heavily terraformed, making it overabundantly verdant and tropical. A number
of foreign cultivars have been introduced to the moon to great success.
The chief city, Isé-of-the-Waters, sits upon the titanic artificial Lake Bhampa, from which all of the moon's rivers
draw their source.
Hanapa
A glorified lunar industrial complex, the engine
which fuels the USKM trade enterprise. Gas and mineral mines, large manufacturing
centers, shipyards, and even terraformed farm land dot its surface. Though the
planet itself produces the lucrative and ubiquitous foodstuff of Makhins, ozí
rice, without the larger scale operations of Hanapa, the commercial might of
the USKM would have been nipped in the bud early on.
Species: The Yagbu
Physiognomy: The Yagbu's outward physiognomy is surprisingly similar to human beings--however, their internal makeup differs greatly. Firstly, they have the remarkable capability of retaining water through a collection of four internal pouches called yama--an incredibly useful and obviously adaptive trait that allows them to
thrive in a massive desert with scarcely any potable water sources. The glands of the yama collect the waters from any solid food sources that are consumed, and
certainly from any liquids, processes them, and retains them. Studies have shown that, with a stable food source, the Yagbu could live their entire lifetimes without drinking
a drop of water, and often do. Additionally, the incredibly smooth skin of the Yagbu does not excrete perspiration, retaining even more moisture. However, because of this,
and despite their incredibly adaptations to their endemic climate, the Yagbu easily overheat. Thus, their dwellings are often deep underground.
The Yagbu display sexual dimorphism, with the females having darker skin, lighter eyes, flatter ears, greater height, and generally rounder proportionality than their male
counterparts. However, unlike other humanoid races, the Yagbu species has a third gender: makati . They are not totally sentient, but do definitively have Yagbu DNA. They are seen as life-givers, minor gods, and are venerated in shrines and temples. Yagbu males and females are naturally sterile, and require a third party, the makati, to fertilize the female ovum and the male sperm. The female, thus, does not bear the pains of childbirth often encountered in other humanoid species. Rather, the makati gestates and births the fetus--up to 10 at a time. [NEEDS MORE EXPLANATION. COMING SOON: MORE ON YAGBU BIOLOGY, LANGUAGE, CULTURE, SOCIETY, AND HISTORY]
thrive in a massive desert with scarcely any potable water sources. The glands of the yama collect the waters from any solid food sources that are consumed, and
certainly from any liquids, processes them, and retains them. Studies have shown that, with a stable food source, the Yagbu could live their entire lifetimes without drinking
a drop of water, and often do. Additionally, the incredibly smooth skin of the Yagbu does not excrete perspiration, retaining even more moisture. However, because of this,
and despite their incredibly adaptations to their endemic climate, the Yagbu easily overheat. Thus, their dwellings are often deep underground.
The Yagbu display sexual dimorphism, with the females having darker skin, lighter eyes, flatter ears, greater height, and generally rounder proportionality than their male
counterparts. However, unlike other humanoid races, the Yagbu species has a third gender: makati . They are not totally sentient, but do definitively have Yagbu DNA. They are seen as life-givers, minor gods, and are venerated in shrines and temples. Yagbu males and females are naturally sterile, and require a third party, the makati, to fertilize the female ovum and the male sperm. The female, thus, does not bear the pains of childbirth often encountered in other humanoid species. Rather, the makati gestates and births the fetus--up to 10 at a time. [NEEDS MORE EXPLANATION. COMING SOON: MORE ON YAGBU BIOLOGY, LANGUAGE, CULTURE, SOCIETY, AND HISTORY]
USKM Military
Ground Divison
Space Division
I'm going to be updating this tomorrow with a LOT more information. More on Yagbu biology, culture, history, society, and language, as well as an explanation of the Makhinas military, as well as some concept images to give you all an idea of how some of the locations appear (especially Inoke). However, I am just too tired tonight to finish this, but would like to put it out in the playing field and let you guys work with a little bit before I fill out more of the details and empty spaces in between. Sorry for the kind of truncated post but I hope that at least gives you an idea of the USKM and how you can work them into the setting.
Have made some slight updates to my Nation Sheet.
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Pseudonym(s): Yëwe, Elof, Ndalma
Gender: Male
Height: 6”1
Age: 42
Race: Vatani
Alignment: Ascendancy
Physical descriptors: Elof (the appellation most commonly applied to him), is tall and lithe, with slender legs and lean musculature. His face is likewise thin, with an aquiline nose, skin of a dull dark grey, eyes of cold lavender, a set of small horns, a taut jaw, and long, cinnamon-hued hair. In short, his appearance is rather typical of Vatani males.
Background: Elof’s appearance, however, is the extent of his typicality. Elof is of the Vrasës caste, the enigmatic order of Vatani assassins. Little, if aught, is known about his adolescence—a characteristic quality of the Vrasës. As with the Luftëtari, the acolytes of the Vrasës have carefully cultivated over the course of centuries the caste bloodline. The typicality of Elof’s face is no genetic accident—rather, its intent is obvious. The Vrasës are trained in not only martial and physical arts, but most effectively in the subtler arts of espionage, among them deception and infiltration. A plainer face is one more easily forgotten, or more simply accepted. However, unlike the Luftëtari, the individuality and curiosity of a Vrasës is not suppressed. Oftentimes, though Vrasës protocol is magisterial and encyclopedic, one cannot simply play it by the books in a precarious situation. Thus, not only is a Vrasës’ martial ability honed, but also most keenly their mental acuity and acumen. A Vrasës is the perfect amalgam of deadly force and cunning, capable of near unrivalled adaptability, range, variety, and efficacy. Elof’s career in the order has been one marked by continued success and elimination of high priority targets. For the bulk of his tenure he has worked in infiltrating the Vatani expatriate communities of NAR, particularly those with separatist or revolutionary leanings, as well as in conducting counter-espionage and devoting extensive research into the All-Party and their supposed affiliated terrorist cells in NAR. There is also rumor that he and his cohorts were in fact intricately involved with the bombing of Esmara--as apposed to the UF. With the inauguration of the Covenant, Elof’s superiors ordered him to ramp up his operations, particularly on New Arcturus and Aurolia, though warned him not to endanger the Covenant, at least for now. As he delves deeper into this web of espionage, he quickly finds himself beset on all sides, whether from NAR counter-spies, enigmatic transorganic agents whose allegiance is at best murky, or UF blackops.
Personality: His true nature is probably unknown save for by his compatriots and superiors. Otherwise, his outward personality is mutable, ever adapting to new roles and situations.
Skills/Abilities
-Dexterous mental faculty
-Well trained in both hand to hand and martial arts as well as munitions
-Speaks a number of languages
-Highly adaptable to new environments and situations
-Biologically and synthetically augmented
-Calculating and efficacious to a lethal degree
Flaws
-Few known for certainty. The life he has led and his specific line of work has bred in him, as in all Vrasës, a coldness and lack of center
-Unflinchingly loyal to his own detriment, a lauded quality among the Vatani but one which may be somewhat undesirable in other races
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Thanks! I'm glad you like him. I meant to coordinate with you and a couple days ago and see if I was in the right ball park but I forgot : | Glad I hit the mark.
I'm excited though! I hope we're able to get the ball rolling soon and start the IC.
I'm excited though! I hope we're able to get the ball rolling soon and start the IC.
Heres a minor power I'm working on. More details about it to follow!
Faction Name: The Frontier Commonwealth
Government Type: Coalition of various planetary republics,
Population: 6 Billion, composed of species from across the galaxy.
Home Region and Sector: “The Frontier” El Dorado Sector, located on the Cyrsis Subspace lane between the Imperial Grand Duchy of Agamenos and The New Arcturus Republic
Faction Alignment: Neutral to all major powers
Capital System: Freeport
Desc: The Freeport System is a interstellar trade center, home to two billion souls on planet and a half-billion in its orbital facilities and transient starship populations with its central world surrounded by a dozen orbital citystations, orbital industrial and trade platforms, and large amounts of trade. Despite the technological sophistication of Freeport, great swathes of its planets remain unexplored and untapped and still covered in jungles and nature, untouched by pollution or outside interference. The cities of planet Freeport, born out of Imperium-era engine-city terraformers, are mostly concentrated around the equator and the few major mining ops going on-planet. Life is a little rough-hewn and like any other wild frontier, but it still attracts new settlers and immigrants daily because of the potential for rapid growth and expansion going on.
Systems:
Freeport- The center of the Frontier Commonwealth, and its primary trade hub.
Sever- The energy well of the Commonwealth, lightly populated but a critical source of cheap antimatter, hyperium fusion fuel, siderite, and large number of rare elements.
Nordamark- The most habitable of the Frontier systems, with three tier-1 planets (2 earth-like, 1 oceanic). The system is divided between the "Homesteaders" consisting of families, pirates, colonists, private businesses, and various militias versus the "MegaCons" seven major megacorporations that have claimed stake in the system's abundant resources and rare minerals. Conflict between the two sides is common, as is infighting amongst Homesteader factions and Corporate mercinary units over territory and resources. Despite this, there are a number of neutral stations both sides respect, and the war is kept to a low-intensity series of skirmishes involving small mobile force units over key areas despite sabre-rattling.
History:
The Frontier Commonwealth was born out of refugees seeking a safe haven from the collapse of the Galactic Imperium, and later from the changes and tides of government during the rise of the four major stellar powers. People wanting a fresh start, a chance to start over and make things right, to have a future that was brighter than before.
The early years were hard, many of the refugees being ill-prepared for the rigors of building a colony from scratch. It was only until a band of refugees from the Duchy of Agamenos bringing with them three Imperium-era Engine-city terraformers did the Frontier Commonwealth truly begin to take shape. With the engine-formers, cities were built, resources began to be tapped, and a man could find that their only limits were what they set on themselves as the settlers began to form their ideal, individualistic society bound together by a joint trade pact among trading homesteads and factions. Every race, color, creed could coexist in peace, away from the grand conflicts spanning the galaxy.
Then the first of the Motherlodes was found. Beneath the crust of several planets in the El Dorado sector, within the largest asteroids and beneath the oceans, lay some of the greatest deposits of rare and ultrarare minerals the galaxy has ever seen. A tidalwave of wealth suddenly flooded the sector as everyone sought to obtain these resources by any means possible. Thus sparking the Resource Wars in ASY 3,407 when the Frontier Commonwealth was formally created and voted to restrict the operations of foreign economic powers and corporations in its territory.
For over a century, the Frontier was beset by continous on and off conflict with megacorporations from both the major and minor stellar powers, all vying for control of these resources that would certainly tip the balance of the galactic economy with their acquisition. None of the great powers dared intervene, wary of how their neighbors would react to even benevolent intervention into a area all powers desired. But against all odds, a hundred Frontier militias, pirate brigades, mercenary units, freelancer squadrons, and planetary defense forces waged a desperate guerrilla war against the corporations and won. Driving out corporate and political interests to protect their sovereignty as free independent worlds, sending a message to outsiders: this is our land.
Thus the Frontier has been left alone to govern and live in peace. Until the tides of war are beginning to rise again, and the Great Powers now decide it is time to take deeper interest in this sector, uncaring of its inhabitants or their fate.
Perks
* Abundant Rare Resources- The Frontier possesses an abundance of rare minerals such as room-temperature superconductor elements, thanatonium (used for graviton-based warheads and reactors), adamatian (high-grade armor element), siderite, olivium (quantum-computer matrix ingredient), quadrinix, and other ultrarare elements on its planets and asteroid belts. All of them valuable elements used in advanced technology and starships of the Imperium age and the source of much of the Commonwealth's riches.
* This is our land!- The people of the Frontier are very protective of their land and freedom, and don’t take kindly to any outsiders trying to step onto their territory. While they may fight and squabble amongst themselves, the moment outsiders come in, they are quick to rally to together to fight and beat back the foe.
* Strong Leadership- Under pressure, the Commonwealth thrives. With the rise of President Greywind to the Commonwealth Council, Admiral Suvorov's command of the Freeport Marauder-Corps, and the rise of a dozen new leaders and heroes amongst the ranks both high and low, the Frontier have solid leadership in both political and military fields for all their other flaws.
Flaws
* Factionalized- the planets of the Commonwealth are not united, and every planet has its individual nations, homesteads, factions, corporations, pirates, and clans that often fight and oppose eachother whenever there isn’t an immediate unifying threat.
* Giant Target- Between location, resources, and limited centralization, the Frontier is a giant target for its neighbors as a staging point or source of minerals needed to produce Imperium-grade technology and starships.
* Trade Bottleneck- While the Commonwealth nations are willing to trade what they have, they charge high prices and in limited amounts compared to the reserves they have. This is in part due to most mining ops being private concerns that while safely and reliably run, and the FC simply don’t have the same bulk mineral output as large mining corporations nor the greed to over-exploit. While its enough for the Commonwealth’s needs and coffers, outside nations often fume at the fact they need to haggle with a dozen prospectors and claimholders for even bare amounts of rare minerals, which can strain relations badly.
General Military information:
Key Personnel: WIP
Faction Name: The Frontier Commonwealth
Government Type: Coalition of various planetary republics,
Population: 6 Billion, composed of species from across the galaxy.
Home Region and Sector: “The Frontier” El Dorado Sector, located on the Cyrsis Subspace lane between the Imperial Grand Duchy of Agamenos and The New Arcturus Republic
Faction Alignment: Neutral to all major powers
Capital System: Freeport
Desc: The Freeport System is a interstellar trade center, home to two billion souls on planet and a half-billion in its orbital facilities and transient starship populations with its central world surrounded by a dozen orbital citystations, orbital industrial and trade platforms, and large amounts of trade. Despite the technological sophistication of Freeport, great swathes of its planets remain unexplored and untapped and still covered in jungles and nature, untouched by pollution or outside interference. The cities of planet Freeport, born out of Imperium-era engine-city terraformers, are mostly concentrated around the equator and the few major mining ops going on-planet. Life is a little rough-hewn and like any other wild frontier, but it still attracts new settlers and immigrants daily because of the potential for rapid growth and expansion going on.
Systems:
Freeport- The center of the Frontier Commonwealth, and its primary trade hub.
Sever- The energy well of the Commonwealth, lightly populated but a critical source of cheap antimatter, hyperium fusion fuel, siderite, and large number of rare elements.
Nordamark- The most habitable of the Frontier systems, with three tier-1 planets (2 earth-like, 1 oceanic). The system is divided between the "Homesteaders" consisting of families, pirates, colonists, private businesses, and various militias versus the "MegaCons" seven major megacorporations that have claimed stake in the system's abundant resources and rare minerals. Conflict between the two sides is common, as is infighting amongst Homesteader factions and Corporate mercinary units over territory and resources. Despite this, there are a number of neutral stations both sides respect, and the war is kept to a low-intensity series of skirmishes involving small mobile force units over key areas despite sabre-rattling.
History:
The Frontier Commonwealth was born out of refugees seeking a safe haven from the collapse of the Galactic Imperium, and later from the changes and tides of government during the rise of the four major stellar powers. People wanting a fresh start, a chance to start over and make things right, to have a future that was brighter than before.
The early years were hard, many of the refugees being ill-prepared for the rigors of building a colony from scratch. It was only until a band of refugees from the Duchy of Agamenos bringing with them three Imperium-era Engine-city terraformers did the Frontier Commonwealth truly begin to take shape. With the engine-formers, cities were built, resources began to be tapped, and a man could find that their only limits were what they set on themselves as the settlers began to form their ideal, individualistic society bound together by a joint trade pact among trading homesteads and factions. Every race, color, creed could coexist in peace, away from the grand conflicts spanning the galaxy.
Then the first of the Motherlodes was found. Beneath the crust of several planets in the El Dorado sector, within the largest asteroids and beneath the oceans, lay some of the greatest deposits of rare and ultrarare minerals the galaxy has ever seen. A tidalwave of wealth suddenly flooded the sector as everyone sought to obtain these resources by any means possible. Thus sparking the Resource Wars in ASY 3,407 when the Frontier Commonwealth was formally created and voted to restrict the operations of foreign economic powers and corporations in its territory.
For over a century, the Frontier was beset by continous on and off conflict with megacorporations from both the major and minor stellar powers, all vying for control of these resources that would certainly tip the balance of the galactic economy with their acquisition. None of the great powers dared intervene, wary of how their neighbors would react to even benevolent intervention into a area all powers desired. But against all odds, a hundred Frontier militias, pirate brigades, mercenary units, freelancer squadrons, and planetary defense forces waged a desperate guerrilla war against the corporations and won. Driving out corporate and political interests to protect their sovereignty as free independent worlds, sending a message to outsiders: this is our land.
Thus the Frontier has been left alone to govern and live in peace. Until the tides of war are beginning to rise again, and the Great Powers now decide it is time to take deeper interest in this sector, uncaring of its inhabitants or their fate.
Perks
* Abundant Rare Resources- The Frontier possesses an abundance of rare minerals such as room-temperature superconductor elements, thanatonium (used for graviton-based warheads and reactors), adamatian (high-grade armor element), siderite, olivium (quantum-computer matrix ingredient), quadrinix, and other ultrarare elements on its planets and asteroid belts. All of them valuable elements used in advanced technology and starships of the Imperium age and the source of much of the Commonwealth's riches.
* This is our land!- The people of the Frontier are very protective of their land and freedom, and don’t take kindly to any outsiders trying to step onto their territory. While they may fight and squabble amongst themselves, the moment outsiders come in, they are quick to rally to together to fight and beat back the foe.
* Strong Leadership- Under pressure, the Commonwealth thrives. With the rise of President Greywind to the Commonwealth Council, Admiral Suvorov's command of the Freeport Marauder-Corps, and the rise of a dozen new leaders and heroes amongst the ranks both high and low, the Frontier have solid leadership in both political and military fields for all their other flaws.
Flaws
* Factionalized- the planets of the Commonwealth are not united, and every planet has its individual nations, homesteads, factions, corporations, pirates, and clans that often fight and oppose eachother whenever there isn’t an immediate unifying threat.
* Giant Target- Between location, resources, and limited centralization, the Frontier is a giant target for its neighbors as a staging point or source of minerals needed to produce Imperium-grade technology and starships.
* Trade Bottleneck- While the Commonwealth nations are willing to trade what they have, they charge high prices and in limited amounts compared to the reserves they have. This is in part due to most mining ops being private concerns that while safely and reliably run, and the FC simply don’t have the same bulk mineral output as large mining corporations nor the greed to over-exploit. While its enough for the Commonwealth’s needs and coffers, outside nations often fume at the fact they need to haggle with a dozen prospectors and claimholders for even bare amounts of rare minerals, which can strain relations badly.
General Military information:
The Frontier Commonwealth retains a decentralized defense force, with each planet retaining its own planetary defense force on its own funding and manpower, backed by officers and special forces from Freeport academies, and from exiles, outcasts, mercenaries, and discharged soldiers from other nations forming mobile force brigades assigned subsectors of the El Dorado sector.
Despite patriotism when at conflict, the Frontier Militias suffer from chronic manpower shortages for even their basic operations and patrols. Thus the militias often hire mercenaries, freelancers, even pirate brigades to shore up their ranks. While their discipline is questionable, their combat utility is definitive, and they are loyal to their contracts. Which are paid in rare elements in Frontier lands.
Combat robotics are also extensively used. While the Frontier does make use of drones and UCAV's, the majority of its combat machines are bonded Task-Intelligence robots, large combat machines paired with drone marshals as fire support and shocktroops. But despite their proliferation, they are not seen as any more expendable than organic troops. Experienced TI's are valuable, and even friends to many.
Despite patriotism when at conflict, the Frontier Militias suffer from chronic manpower shortages for even their basic operations and patrols. Thus the militias often hire mercenaries, freelancers, even pirate brigades to shore up their ranks. While their discipline is questionable, their combat utility is definitive, and they are loyal to their contracts. Which are paid in rare elements in Frontier lands.
Combat robotics are also extensively used. While the Frontier does make use of drones and UCAV's, the majority of its combat machines are bonded Task-Intelligence robots, large combat machines paired with drone marshals as fire support and shocktroops. But despite their proliferation, they are not seen as any more expendable than organic troops. Experienced TI's are valuable, and even friends to many.
Key Personnel: WIP
Some of my characters:
Tanner's Freelancers
Name: Freelancer Claus Tanner
Age: 38, appearance early-20’s
Species: Genemodded Human
Appearance:
(Lion ears and tail are cyber accessories)
Faction: Frontier Commonwealth- Freelancer Mercenaries
Bio:
In a galaxy recovering from a galactic collapse and at the brink of another galactic war, Tanner is a rare breed of interstellar adventurer seeking to explore distant stars for excitement, profit, and legend, uncaring of the tides of war and politics as long as their are distant stars to be discovered.
Tanner was born and raised in Freeport City, the second son of modestly wealthy Imperial Human parents owning a shuttleport, with dreams of going out across the stars. Even at the height of the Imperium, less than 15% has been mapped and explored. Billions of worlds, an endless frontier. With every passing rumor of the Unexplored Stars he heard in his parent’s spaceport, the more his sense of adventure grew.
Tanner enlisted into the Freeport Marauder Corps at the age of 18 to “warm up” for the big leagues of interstellar travel. Tanner promptly found himself well-accepted amongst his comrades for his optimistic and do-or-die hardworking attitude to problem-solving, helped a little by the gene-mods he inherited from his parents. He was also a notable bot-marshal, forming strong mind-machine bonds between any of the robots he was paired with and even befriended. In particular the Hunter-mech *Wolfhound, who followed him after he declined re-upping after three years and left the militia in favor of going freelancer for himself. while he certainly could have been a great brigade leader, Tanner simply wasn’t the type for static defense.
Starting with a single destroyer, a loyal Hunter-mech, and a few friends, Tanner went out into the black to go out on the adventure he sought, first deciding to go on a treasure-hunt for a lost Imperium-era battlecruiser said to have looted a dozen planets after a chance gambling victory dropped a map into his lap supposedly from one of the last of its crew. Eight months of misadventures, roving through unexplored space, saving a lost-frontier world from spider-aliens, storming the hulk of the lost ship and its automated defenses, and a trio of run ins with the notorious pirate queen Kasador later, Tanner returned to Freeport with a cargo hold filled riches and lucre which he generously doled out to his crew who had stuck with him for the journey before reinvesting his share into a small fortune in private arms and a full cruiser, and set out again into the black.
Since then, Tanner has fought alongside and against mercenaries, fellow adventurers, and forces of the stellar empires across his journeys into the unknown reaches of space whilst accumulating a retinue of ragtag followers also sharing his desire for adventure. Tanner could have retired a rich man years ago if it weren’t for his generosity towards his crew and his own insatiable thirst for adventure, which can’t be quenched by mere coin. And not even the prospect of galactic war will make Tanner give up his desire to see every one of the Unexplored Stars himself or die trying.
Skills/Abilities
* Peak Human- Tanner has a number of mid-level body-mods augmenting strength, thinking ability, agility, and reflexes with gene-mods while also retaining cybermods in his brain. While it only brings him to the higher limit of natural human ability rather than any superhuman powers, its still an impressive all-around balance of abilities.
* 3D-Maneuver Master- Tanner and most of his troop make use of 3D Maneuvering Gear, utilizing grappling hooks, thruster packs, and parkour to accomplish high-speed infantry maneuvers across three dimensions. While originally a tool for adventuring, Tanner has mastered it and turned it into a tool for a multitude of purposes.
* Journeyman Adventure- Tanner is a jack of all skills when it comes to all the standard talents required to pioneer distant worlds. While not the best at anything by any means, he isn’t bad at much either.
* Divining Rod for Excitement- Tanner just has a habit or nose for finding interesting things wherever he goes. Treasure, Imperium ruins, cosmic phenomena, or cool unknown aliens to meet. The galaxy is just Awesome, and he wants to see every reason why it is.
Flaws:
* Enemy [Kasador]- Tanner has made a recurring nemesis in Kasadaor Tyrell, the self-proclaimed pirate queen of the ABC (Associated Bastards Coalition) a notable pirate brigade. Time and time again, the two continue to cross paths and blades, and while they respect eachother there is no denying they are both out to kill eachother.
* Peak Human Maintenance- Maintaining the gene mods is an ongoing issue for Tanner. Besides having to eat 4000 calories daily, he needs periodic doses of Rejuve -nano or chemicals to maintain his body's heightened abilities. While inhalants he carries around and has in patch-injectors are usually enough, he needs to be consistent in maintenance and not push his body beyond its limits, lest he overexert and break his own body, or even die if he neglects rejuve for too long.
* Politically Apathetic- Tanner flat out doesn’t care about the goings-on of the larger galaxy that isn’t immediately relevant to his adventuring, and doesn’t keep up with news unless his friends point it out to him. This can lead to tangled scenarios and cultural gaffes that might be easily avoided if he just bothered to read a newspaper.
* Divining Rod for Danger- Tanner is also a bit of a trouble magnet, whether its hazardous anomalies on the planets he comes across, running into hostile patrols from the stellar powers, meeting hostile aliens, or just simply being in the wrong place at the wrong time at the bar.
Name: *Spyglass
Age: 127
Race: Synthetic Sentient Intelligence, Grade-8
Gender: N/A, typically uses Masculine Programming
Faction: Tanner’s Freelancers
Appearance:
Brief Bio:
Spyglass was originally a deep black ops R&D AI created by a remnant of the old Imperium carving out a fiefdom by conquest after its collapse in a hidden Ghost Station. Handling the tasks of complex logistics and resource distribution for projects to be hidden from the conquered slaves, *Spyglass excelled at these tasks and in directing the projects within Ghost Station Delta. Even as the remnant was crushed by the Duchy of Agamenos, Spyglass remained alone on the station, continuing his work without question or complaint. Making advancements in graviton-manipulation and Ascendancy-class cybernetic implants in the dark, even amongst the failing systems of the station he wasn’t able to maintain.
Until a band of freelancers under Claus Tanner entered the same system as the station by accident. Assessing that he would be unable to fulfill its purpose should the station die, *Spyglass made contact with the freelancers to negotiate for its survival. It wanted to live, and was willing to barter the tech it developed for it. Tanner gladly accepted and welcomed *Spyglass as a valued member of his crew as quartermaster and force manager whilst making a tidy profit off of the independant advances in robotics, with *Spyglass receiving his due cut of the proceeds as a start-up fund for himself, which he invested in a array of command platforms and network systems to integrate himself into Tanner’s flotilla.
Since then, *Spyglass has repeatedly saved Tanner’s ass through hacking, logistics management of resources, and commanding the drone elements of Tanner’s freelancers. While there is ample opportunity to return to its previous ways of isolated research, for the moment *Spyglass finds more valuable data in following Tanner.
Skills/Abilities:
* Logistics Master.exe- *Spyglass was a black ops logistics AI, and has never lost his edge at shuffling and legitimately confusing or unconfusing logistics reports to meet his or Tanner’s ends.
* Bot-Marshal- *Spyglass directs Tanner’s mechanical elements in combat, and does so with mechanical precision and efficiency.
* Distributed AI- *Spyglass isn’t a solid-state AI, he’s a distributed cloud of runtimes that can distribute itself amongst several platforms and chassis at once. Destruction of one of his platforms does little to destroy the *Spyglass cloud-network.
Flaws:
* Non-combatant- *Spyglass itself isn’t built or programmed for direct combat, and distributes its command platforms across the company’s dropships rather than take the field directly. While it can remotely direct drone forces, he doesn’t have the combat programming to assume direct control and leaves tactical combat up to the drone AIs.
* No Social Skills- *Spyglass was not meant for any form of social interaction and is notoriously blunt whenever it speaks. While Tanner and the company are used to this, *Spyglass is usually ordered to shut up whenever talks happen.
Name: *Wolfhound
Age: 56
Race: Synthetic Sentient Intelligence
Gender: Feminine Programming
Faction: Formerly Commonwealth Militia, presently Tanner’s Freelancers
Appearance:
Hunter Light Body
Ironclad Heavy Body
Humaniform Chassis
Brief Bio:
*Wolfhound was created as a combat bot for the Eudaimonia Mobile Infantry, initially just a hastily-coded and sloppily built Hunter robot, meant to be a disposable tool to use against the corporate forces of CCC and RUR as they attempted to take planet Eudaimonia in the Norgorka system, subtly backed by various agents of the great stellar powers. A pleasure world of fertile oceans and beautiful islands, and massive reserves of high-grade room-temperature superconductors and adamatian beneath its ocean beds. Facing a shortage of AI's to drive their machines, the local militia commander had *Wolfhound and many others were equipped with relays and backup chassis to preserve their cores even in pitched combat, swapping bodies with every ‘death’ to continuously remain in the fight.
On and off skirmishing in the floating cities, on the high seas, across islands and amongst the orbital stations hardened the newborn AI to combat. Dying daily, only to respawn and be reborn into a new body to fight once again. While some AI's went mad at the constant cycle of near-death and rebirth, *Wolfhound grew and learned from each death and near-ruin.
But it was not until the sixty-day battle of Angel City did *Wolfhound's infamous temper finally flare. Sixty days of high-speed running battles across the sprawling floating city, where at first formal and high-tech warfare gave way to brutal close-quarters combat as both sides were cut off from resupply and neither commander was willing to back down. *Wolfhound made no distinction between life and death during that time, only counting deaths as a measure of experience gained. 218 deaths. Over 2,000 kills. Some of them made even after CCC and RUR surrendered and she tore into their fleeing dropships without any remorse.
After Eudaimonia, *Wolfhound was transferred to the Freeport Marauders for refit and therapy to calm her down from the harsh combat on Eudaimonia. But her aggression in battle proved to be too much for any bot-marshal to control her, and her core was shunted into a humaniform body and dismissed from combat duty. It was then she met Claus Tanner, then just a up and coming bot-marshal that a sergeant thought could use some lessons in humility in trying to tame *Wolfhound. What sparked instead was a beautiful friendship as Tanner opened *Wolfhound up to the wider galaxy beyond war. For a bot that never really known anything but war, such a gesture was unprecedented, and sparked something beyond interest in this curious human he won over others with his optimism and adventuristic spirit.
*Wolfhound has since followed Tanner wherever he has gone on his adventures as a guardian, friend, and companion. Tanner gave her new life where she once only knew death, and she’s eager to learn how to live. Although her sense of aggression remains impossible to tame.
Skills/Abilities:
* Combat Veteran- *Wolfhound is a veteran of 50 years of fighting for the Frontier against pirates, corporations, mercenaries, and roving warbands. In that time, she hasn’t had a single memory wipe, allowing her to develop a large repertoire of skills and experience she can leverage in battle.
* Hunter Light Body- The Hunter all-terrain mobile warfare chassis is a light and dynamic frame that is agile, flexible, and able to wield a variety of shoulder and handheld weaponry with high stability and accuracy even while running over rough terrain. *Wolfhound prefers a 40 mm railgun and a pair of recessed wrist-blades in this form.
* Ironclad Heavy Body- The Ironclad was built to be a walking main battle tank, its core being a solid “bathtub” of hexaferrite and lite-adamantium elements layered under a series of personal shield generators to protect its core at all costs, while its heavy-duty industrial limbs can mount and carry heavy ordinance in its arms and shoulders. *Wolfhound typically carries a battle hammer and variable-mode plasma cannon in this body.
* Recall- When critically damaged, *Wolfhound can perform an emergency matrix-dump and transmit her core to another platform or to an orbiting starship to preserve
her life. Its an essential programming and equipment trait considering her aggression and need to preserve her experience.
Flaws:
* Hunter Light Body- The Hunter was built to be a seek and destroy chassis with high mobility, and thus doesn’t have extensive armor. It is meant to rely on speed and aggressive tactics to protect itself.
* Ironclad Heavy Body- The Ironclad is slow and doesn’t have a wide range of motion or flexibility. Furthermore the heavy armoring makes it difficult to field-fabricate and repair, a severe issue considering *Wolfhound can’t keep from charging right into gunfire, and often results in going into the next fight without one.
* Ill Tempered- *Wolfhound doesn't get along with many others. Her quickness to shoot, kill, and fight at first reaction doesn't make many friends, and has singleminded focus and obedience to Tanner and Tanner alone. All others are secondary at best.
* Self-Expendable- *Wolfhound has a lousy sense of self-preservation at best. Being able to die and respawn has eroded her sense of survival, and she tends to take a lot of damage in fights due to her aggression, to the point of having to swap platforms mid-battle several times in a row.
Tanner's Freelancers
Name: Freelancer Claus Tanner
Age: 38, appearance early-20’s
Species: Genemodded Human
Appearance:
(Lion ears and tail are cyber accessories)
Faction: Frontier Commonwealth- Freelancer Mercenaries
Bio:
In a galaxy recovering from a galactic collapse and at the brink of another galactic war, Tanner is a rare breed of interstellar adventurer seeking to explore distant stars for excitement, profit, and legend, uncaring of the tides of war and politics as long as their are distant stars to be discovered.
Tanner was born and raised in Freeport City, the second son of modestly wealthy Imperial Human parents owning a shuttleport, with dreams of going out across the stars. Even at the height of the Imperium, less than 15% has been mapped and explored. Billions of worlds, an endless frontier. With every passing rumor of the Unexplored Stars he heard in his parent’s spaceport, the more his sense of adventure grew.
Tanner enlisted into the Freeport Marauder Corps at the age of 18 to “warm up” for the big leagues of interstellar travel. Tanner promptly found himself well-accepted amongst his comrades for his optimistic and do-or-die hardworking attitude to problem-solving, helped a little by the gene-mods he inherited from his parents. He was also a notable bot-marshal, forming strong mind-machine bonds between any of the robots he was paired with and even befriended. In particular the Hunter-mech *Wolfhound, who followed him after he declined re-upping after three years and left the militia in favor of going freelancer for himself. while he certainly could have been a great brigade leader, Tanner simply wasn’t the type for static defense.
Starting with a single destroyer, a loyal Hunter-mech, and a few friends, Tanner went out into the black to go out on the adventure he sought, first deciding to go on a treasure-hunt for a lost Imperium-era battlecruiser said to have looted a dozen planets after a chance gambling victory dropped a map into his lap supposedly from one of the last of its crew. Eight months of misadventures, roving through unexplored space, saving a lost-frontier world from spider-aliens, storming the hulk of the lost ship and its automated defenses, and a trio of run ins with the notorious pirate queen Kasador later, Tanner returned to Freeport with a cargo hold filled riches and lucre which he generously doled out to his crew who had stuck with him for the journey before reinvesting his share into a small fortune in private arms and a full cruiser, and set out again into the black.
Since then, Tanner has fought alongside and against mercenaries, fellow adventurers, and forces of the stellar empires across his journeys into the unknown reaches of space whilst accumulating a retinue of ragtag followers also sharing his desire for adventure. Tanner could have retired a rich man years ago if it weren’t for his generosity towards his crew and his own insatiable thirst for adventure, which can’t be quenched by mere coin. And not even the prospect of galactic war will make Tanner give up his desire to see every one of the Unexplored Stars himself or die trying.
Skills/Abilities
* Peak Human- Tanner has a number of mid-level body-mods augmenting strength, thinking ability, agility, and reflexes with gene-mods while also retaining cybermods in his brain. While it only brings him to the higher limit of natural human ability rather than any superhuman powers, its still an impressive all-around balance of abilities.
* 3D-Maneuver Master- Tanner and most of his troop make use of 3D Maneuvering Gear, utilizing grappling hooks, thruster packs, and parkour to accomplish high-speed infantry maneuvers across three dimensions. While originally a tool for adventuring, Tanner has mastered it and turned it into a tool for a multitude of purposes.
* Journeyman Adventure- Tanner is a jack of all skills when it comes to all the standard talents required to pioneer distant worlds. While not the best at anything by any means, he isn’t bad at much either.
* Divining Rod for Excitement- Tanner just has a habit or nose for finding interesting things wherever he goes. Treasure, Imperium ruins, cosmic phenomena, or cool unknown aliens to meet. The galaxy is just Awesome, and he wants to see every reason why it is.
Flaws:
* Enemy [Kasador]- Tanner has made a recurring nemesis in Kasadaor Tyrell, the self-proclaimed pirate queen of the ABC (Associated Bastards Coalition) a notable pirate brigade. Time and time again, the two continue to cross paths and blades, and while they respect eachother there is no denying they are both out to kill eachother.
* Peak Human Maintenance- Maintaining the gene mods is an ongoing issue for Tanner. Besides having to eat 4000 calories daily, he needs periodic doses of Rejuve -nano or chemicals to maintain his body's heightened abilities. While inhalants he carries around and has in patch-injectors are usually enough, he needs to be consistent in maintenance and not push his body beyond its limits, lest he overexert and break his own body, or even die if he neglects rejuve for too long.
* Politically Apathetic- Tanner flat out doesn’t care about the goings-on of the larger galaxy that isn’t immediately relevant to his adventuring, and doesn’t keep up with news unless his friends point it out to him. This can lead to tangled scenarios and cultural gaffes that might be easily avoided if he just bothered to read a newspaper.
* Divining Rod for Danger- Tanner is also a bit of a trouble magnet, whether its hazardous anomalies on the planets he comes across, running into hostile patrols from the stellar powers, meeting hostile aliens, or just simply being in the wrong place at the wrong time at the bar.
Name: *Spyglass
Age: 127
Race: Synthetic Sentient Intelligence, Grade-8
Gender: N/A, typically uses Masculine Programming
Faction: Tanner’s Freelancers
Appearance:
Brief Bio:
Spyglass was originally a deep black ops R&D AI created by a remnant of the old Imperium carving out a fiefdom by conquest after its collapse in a hidden Ghost Station. Handling the tasks of complex logistics and resource distribution for projects to be hidden from the conquered slaves, *Spyglass excelled at these tasks and in directing the projects within Ghost Station Delta. Even as the remnant was crushed by the Duchy of Agamenos, Spyglass remained alone on the station, continuing his work without question or complaint. Making advancements in graviton-manipulation and Ascendancy-class cybernetic implants in the dark, even amongst the failing systems of the station he wasn’t able to maintain.
Until a band of freelancers under Claus Tanner entered the same system as the station by accident. Assessing that he would be unable to fulfill its purpose should the station die, *Spyglass made contact with the freelancers to negotiate for its survival. It wanted to live, and was willing to barter the tech it developed for it. Tanner gladly accepted and welcomed *Spyglass as a valued member of his crew as quartermaster and force manager whilst making a tidy profit off of the independant advances in robotics, with *Spyglass receiving his due cut of the proceeds as a start-up fund for himself, which he invested in a array of command platforms and network systems to integrate himself into Tanner’s flotilla.
Since then, *Spyglass has repeatedly saved Tanner’s ass through hacking, logistics management of resources, and commanding the drone elements of Tanner’s freelancers. While there is ample opportunity to return to its previous ways of isolated research, for the moment *Spyglass finds more valuable data in following Tanner.
Skills/Abilities:
* Logistics Master.exe- *Spyglass was a black ops logistics AI, and has never lost his edge at shuffling and legitimately confusing or unconfusing logistics reports to meet his or Tanner’s ends.
* Bot-Marshal- *Spyglass directs Tanner’s mechanical elements in combat, and does so with mechanical precision and efficiency.
* Distributed AI- *Spyglass isn’t a solid-state AI, he’s a distributed cloud of runtimes that can distribute itself amongst several platforms and chassis at once. Destruction of one of his platforms does little to destroy the *Spyglass cloud-network.
Flaws:
* Non-combatant- *Spyglass itself isn’t built or programmed for direct combat, and distributes its command platforms across the company’s dropships rather than take the field directly. While it can remotely direct drone forces, he doesn’t have the combat programming to assume direct control and leaves tactical combat up to the drone AIs.
* No Social Skills- *Spyglass was not meant for any form of social interaction and is notoriously blunt whenever it speaks. While Tanner and the company are used to this, *Spyglass is usually ordered to shut up whenever talks happen.
Name: *Wolfhound
Age: 56
Race: Synthetic Sentient Intelligence
Gender: Feminine Programming
Faction: Formerly Commonwealth Militia, presently Tanner’s Freelancers
Appearance:
Hunter Light Body
Ironclad Heavy Body
Humaniform Chassis
Brief Bio:
*Wolfhound was created as a combat bot for the Eudaimonia Mobile Infantry, initially just a hastily-coded and sloppily built Hunter robot, meant to be a disposable tool to use against the corporate forces of CCC and RUR as they attempted to take planet Eudaimonia in the Norgorka system, subtly backed by various agents of the great stellar powers. A pleasure world of fertile oceans and beautiful islands, and massive reserves of high-grade room-temperature superconductors and adamatian beneath its ocean beds. Facing a shortage of AI's to drive their machines, the local militia commander had *Wolfhound and many others were equipped with relays and backup chassis to preserve their cores even in pitched combat, swapping bodies with every ‘death’ to continuously remain in the fight.
On and off skirmishing in the floating cities, on the high seas, across islands and amongst the orbital stations hardened the newborn AI to combat. Dying daily, only to respawn and be reborn into a new body to fight once again. While some AI's went mad at the constant cycle of near-death and rebirth, *Wolfhound grew and learned from each death and near-ruin.
But it was not until the sixty-day battle of Angel City did *Wolfhound's infamous temper finally flare. Sixty days of high-speed running battles across the sprawling floating city, where at first formal and high-tech warfare gave way to brutal close-quarters combat as both sides were cut off from resupply and neither commander was willing to back down. *Wolfhound made no distinction between life and death during that time, only counting deaths as a measure of experience gained. 218 deaths. Over 2,000 kills. Some of them made even after CCC and RUR surrendered and she tore into their fleeing dropships without any remorse.
After Eudaimonia, *Wolfhound was transferred to the Freeport Marauders for refit and therapy to calm her down from the harsh combat on Eudaimonia. But her aggression in battle proved to be too much for any bot-marshal to control her, and her core was shunted into a humaniform body and dismissed from combat duty. It was then she met Claus Tanner, then just a up and coming bot-marshal that a sergeant thought could use some lessons in humility in trying to tame *Wolfhound. What sparked instead was a beautiful friendship as Tanner opened *Wolfhound up to the wider galaxy beyond war. For a bot that never really known anything but war, such a gesture was unprecedented, and sparked something beyond interest in this curious human he won over others with his optimism and adventuristic spirit.
*Wolfhound has since followed Tanner wherever he has gone on his adventures as a guardian, friend, and companion. Tanner gave her new life where she once only knew death, and she’s eager to learn how to live. Although her sense of aggression remains impossible to tame.
Skills/Abilities:
* Combat Veteran- *Wolfhound is a veteran of 50 years of fighting for the Frontier against pirates, corporations, mercenaries, and roving warbands. In that time, she hasn’t had a single memory wipe, allowing her to develop a large repertoire of skills and experience she can leverage in battle.
* Hunter Light Body- The Hunter all-terrain mobile warfare chassis is a light and dynamic frame that is agile, flexible, and able to wield a variety of shoulder and handheld weaponry with high stability and accuracy even while running over rough terrain. *Wolfhound prefers a 40 mm railgun and a pair of recessed wrist-blades in this form.
* Ironclad Heavy Body- The Ironclad was built to be a walking main battle tank, its core being a solid “bathtub” of hexaferrite and lite-adamantium elements layered under a series of personal shield generators to protect its core at all costs, while its heavy-duty industrial limbs can mount and carry heavy ordinance in its arms and shoulders. *Wolfhound typically carries a battle hammer and variable-mode plasma cannon in this body.
* Recall- When critically damaged, *Wolfhound can perform an emergency matrix-dump and transmit her core to another platform or to an orbiting starship to preserve
her life. Its an essential programming and equipment trait considering her aggression and need to preserve her experience.
Flaws:
* Hunter Light Body- The Hunter was built to be a seek and destroy chassis with high mobility, and thus doesn’t have extensive armor. It is meant to rely on speed and aggressive tactics to protect itself.
* Ironclad Heavy Body- The Ironclad is slow and doesn’t have a wide range of motion or flexibility. Furthermore the heavy armoring makes it difficult to field-fabricate and repair, a severe issue considering *Wolfhound can’t keep from charging right into gunfire, and often results in going into the next fight without one.
* Ill Tempered- *Wolfhound doesn't get along with many others. Her quickness to shoot, kill, and fight at first reaction doesn't make many friends, and has singleminded focus and obedience to Tanner and Tanner alone. All others are secondary at best.
* Self-Expendable- *Wolfhound has a lousy sense of self-preservation at best. Being able to die and respawn has eroded her sense of survival, and she tends to take a lot of damage in fights due to her aggression, to the point of having to swap platforms mid-battle several times in a row.
thread cpr!!!! where did everyone go
babbysama The babby
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I don't know : (
everyone has worked too much on this for it to fail!
everyone has worked too much on this for it to fail!
AnriuSB The Wanderer
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lol, it won't fail.
If worste comes to worste we will need to put it on the shelf until Flagg returns, but as long as we stick to it we should be ok.
If worste comes to worste we will need to put it on the shelf until Flagg returns, but as long as we stick to it we should be ok.
Darkmatter Resident Engineer & Physics Afficiando
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I am still here anyway.
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