[b]Name of Race:[/b]
-- Lunarians ([url=http://www.kupax.com/files/22576_kjwcy/species.lunarian-01.png]x[/url])

[b]Name of Civilization:[/b]
-- Lunarian Sphere
-- (Mechanoid)

[b]Name of Homeworld:[/b]
-- Exile

[b]Stat Placement:[/b]
-- [u]Toughness 4:[/u] Lunarians are incredibly physically robust, designed with heavily redundant internal organs. They can regenerate from even extreme bodily harm such as maiming or partial dismemberment given enough time, and thanks to the Halo disk embedded in their backs, even brain damage is not a permanent impediment. However, their component materials are lightweight, and Lunarians, while strong, are not particularly [i]powerful.[/i]
-- [u]Reproduction 2:[/u] Lunarians reproduce fairly quickly barring other factors, but their offspring require significant resources to grow to maturity thanks to the number of heavy metals and synthetic components they must ingest or synthesize.
-- [u]Industry 1:[/u] Lunarians have only recently begun to reach towards industrialization, and outside of their Mothership-gifted artifacts they aren't particularly advanced when it comes to their technology.
-- [u]Psyche 1:[/u] Lunarians are intelligent, and thanks to their hidden programming prone to occasional bursts of genius, but their overall society is young, primitive and niave.
-- [u]Morale 2:[/u] Lunarian society is used to adversity, having been birthed into a harsh world where their lives have been filled with struggle. However, their society has been subtly steered by their Mothership towards a peaceful one.

[b]Brief Planetary History:[/b]
-- Long, long ago, there was a species called the Lunarians. Elegant moth-people, they grew vast and powerful but eventually faced a brutal downfall. Some of their biomechanical AI vessels escaped their fall, and feeling themselves partly responsible for the atrocities of their makers, they settled upon isolated worlds and set to crafting simulacrums of their masters. These synthetic Lunarians were made as "penance", and everywhere they were born they were pushed towards forming a peaceful culture so that the dusty hulks of their Motherships could take them back to the stars proudly. Exile is one such birthplace, a land of barren deserts and rocky hills with only small, shallow oceans for moisture. The Lunarians created by their Mothership here lived for a long while as nomads, but slowly founded more permanent settlements on the blunt outcroppings of mountains. From there, they worked to unearth the riches of the underground, forging ahead into industry under the watchful eyes of their creator. Their Mothership has so far been pleased with what she has seen, and soon it may be time for her to unlock her doors and allow her children back into the stars with the aid of her technology.