I will PM some of the people whose characters (by my limited reckoning) could work in an intro chapter with Thengaree and see who's interested, then will let you know if anyone responds.
So, I was looking back over the previous posts regarding the structure of the RP (with 'mini-adventures' to introduce each character) and the order of people getting introduced, and I'm curious about how Thengaree would go about getting folded in, or else if we would have secondary 'team up' intros (similar to the intro between Slee and Sorn) done through PMs between two players?
Probably involving one of the more heroic and/or mercenary characters getting hired to go monster hunting :P
"Oh my, you even caught my good side! Hopefully they'll think 'what a handsome chap he is!' and reconsider the pitchforks."
NAME: Thengaree HAIR COLOR: None - antennae, frills and other 'pointy bits' are all a darker shade of blue than the rest of him though. EYE COLOUR: Pale silver-blue orbs. No irises. DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Other than looking like a grotesque abomination against nature, nothing particularly unusual. SCARS AND BIRTHMARKS: His left shoulder is slightly cracked from having been bitten by a strange crab-thing that he claims still owes him money.
DESCRIBE A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM. To the ordinary and the superstitious, Thengaree's monstrous form is quite off-putting and frightening, as is his penchant for loudly clicking or sniffing. His perfectly clear accent - sounding for all the world like a well-educated upper class twit - usually only gives them pause long enough for him to realize they're reaching for a pitchfork and to promptly run into the forests.
WHO ARE THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY? WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE DO THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH? Ignoring the disgusted mobs that usually crop up in civilized parts of the world when he doesn't take the time for proper introductions, his family includes his larvae - Sertilah - who he has not seen in years, and his old community at the depths of the ocean, a strange race of 'bottom feeders' who lurk in the darkest depths. On the surface, he has been known to offer his services as a cook to those strange, brave or desperate enough to hire him for his culinary skills. Generally, it's agreed that his food looks repulsive but is actually some of the best around as far as taste and nutrition is concerned.
WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE HAVE THEY LIVED SINCE THEN? WHERE IS HOME? The 'bottom feeders', a race of monstrous insects that dwell in the darkest parts of the oceans in fear of the surface world. Their lives were often short and difficult, but they had each other regardless of everything else. Most precious of all was Thengaree's child, Sertilah, still just a larvae when he was tasked with journeying to the surface world in search of The Best Tree in the World.
Only by finding such a legendary tree can he appease He Who Cursed Us and free them all - his larvae included - from inevitable doom at the depths of the ocean. And so, he simply keeps journeying, from island to island, until the day he finds a tree suitable to return with and finally have his family join him in the surface world.
WHERE DO THEY GO WHEN THEY'RE ANGRY? Generally, Thengaree doesn't get very angry. He's not easily riled by people being rude - he's used to mobs, after all - and he's got a very cautious and analytical mind. Should something upset him enough, however, Thengaree usually finds a large body of water and submerges himself in mud and water until he thinks he can't be seen any more. Should none be available, he'll just dig a hole and hide for a while.
WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST FEAR? WHO HAVE THEY TOLD ABOUT IT? WHO WOULD THEY NEVER TELL? The fear that he will fail in his quest, and his family will never get to see the wonders of the surface world. He's told the humans he travels with and is fairly open about it to most. The only person he wouldn't tell is probably He Who Cursed Us, just because said figure would bring out a mixture of reverential fear, awe and hatred were he to encounter the being once more.
DO THEY HAVE A SECRET? Only that he sometimes thinks humans all look identical. He mainly relies on smell to tell them apart.
WHAT MAKES THEM LAUGH OUT LOUD? The thought of a tasty meal, a good forest or ocean pun, or happy memories of his family. His laughter is a strange cacophony of wortling, clicking and the sound of lips smacking.
HAVE THEY EVER BEEN IN LOVE? Not romantically, no - though his people are filled with a natural sense of empathy to those who 'smell right', and he was particularly good friends with Sertilah's other parent.
DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT WOULD BE HARD FOR THEM TO PART WITH. His limbs. While he can regrow most of his body parts within about a week if they're detached or too damaged to function, he has a strong fondness for them and sometimes gives them names if he's gone long enough without injury. One particular left leg that he kept hold of shortly after he arrived on the surface (due to it detaching from the sudden change in water pressure) and sometimes uses as a club if danger rears its head, is termed 'Bootleg' and remains a fond memento.
LOOK DOWN AT THEIR FEET. DESCRIBE WHAT YOU SEE. Big, beautiful blue webbed claws that often fill up with muck and straw from many hours trudging through the wilderness or running away from scared villagers.
WHEN THEY THINK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD KITCHEN, WHAT SMELL DO THEY ASSOCIATE WITH IT? WHY DOES IT RESONATE? The bottom feeders rarely cook unless they find a functioning sea-vent to roast some crabs over. The smell was exhilarating and sulfuric, and the heavy smoke was often choking, but such times meant a measure of safety and the chance to eat something special and unique as a community.
DESCRIBE ONE STRONG MEMORY THAT HAS STUCK WITH THEM FROM CHILDHOOD. The day they explored his first wreck. Often in the wake of storms on the surface, they would discover great wrecks and the flesh of sailors. The bodies were strange - tasty, but strange and unfamiliar. The smell was... peculiar, but exciting. The scent of strange perfumes, of this mysterious 'wood' that the adults said came from the surface world...
It was brilliant and new and strange. And when Thengaree went exploring, he found a picture of the humans in a mysterious, warm place. Although he struggled to recognize the scene - what he now knows to be a family picnic in the woods - there was still something kind and loving in its nature. Perhaps, deep down, Thengaree, knew that he belonged there.
WHAT DO THEY WANT MOST OF ALL? To find a tree worthy of appeasing He Who Cursed Us, and thus to give his family the freedom to dwell in the light of the surface world before they are consumed by the darkness in those depths and destroyed completely.
RIGHT NOW, IN THE FIRST MOMENT OF OUR STORY, WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST PROBLEM? Currently, Thengaree has been hiding out at the base of an apple orchard after being chased out of town. They don't know he's there, but they'll probably notice sooner or later due to how eagerly he's been, uh...
I decided to go with the fourth concept, but using some aspects of options 1 and 2.
Thengaree
"Oh my, you even caught my good side! Hopefully they'll think 'what a handsome chap he is!' and reconsider the pitchforks."
NAME: Thengaree HAIR COLOR: None - antennae, frills and other 'pointy bits' are all a darker shade of blue than the rest of him though. EYE COLOUR: Pale silver-blue orbs. No irises. DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Other than looking like a grotesque abomination against nature, nothing particularly unusual. SCARS AND BIRTHMARKS: His left shoulder is slightly cracked from having been bitten by a strange crab-thing that he claims still owes him money.
DESCRIBE A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM. To the ordinary and the superstitious, Thengaree's monstrous form is quite off-putting and frightening, as his penchant for loudly clicking or sniffing. His perfectly clear accent - sounding for all the world like a well-educated upper class twit - usually only gives them pause long enough for him to realize they're reaching for a pitchfork and to promptly run into the forests.
WHO ARE THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY? WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE DO THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH? Ignoring the disgusted mobs that usually crop up in civilized parts of the world when he doesn't take the time for proper introductions, his family includes his larvae - Sertilah - who he has not seen in years, and his old community at the depths of the ocean, a strange race of 'bottom feeders' who lurk in the darkest depths. On the surface, he has been known to offer his services as a cook to those strange, brave or desperate enough to hire him for his culinary skills. Generally, it's agreed that his food looks repulsive but is actually some of the best around as far as taste and nutrition is concerned.
WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE HAVE THEY LIVED SINCE THEN? WHERE IS HOME? The 'bottom feeders', a race of monstrous insects that dwell in the darkest parts of the oceans in fear of the surface world. Their lives were often short and difficult, but they had each other regardless of everything else. Most precious of all was Thengaree's child, Sertilah, still just a larvae when he was tasked with journeying to the surface world in search of The Best Tree in the World.
Only by finding such a legendary tree can he appease He Who Cursed Us and free them all - his larvae included - from inevitable doom at the depths of the ocean. And so, he simply keeps journeying, from island to island, until the day he finds a tree suitable to return with and finally have his family join him in the surface world.
WHERE DO THEY GO WHEN THEY'RE ANGRY? Generally, Thengaree doesn't get very angry. He's not easily riled by people being rude - he's used to mobs, after all - and he's got a very cautious and analytical mind. Should something upset him enough, however, Thengaree usually finds a large body of water and submerges himself in mud and water until he thinks he can't be seen any more. Should none be available, he'll just dig a hole and hide for a while.
WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST FEAR? WHO HAVE THEY TOLD ABOUT IT? WHO WOULD THEY NEVER TELL? The fear that he will fail in his quest, and his family will never get to see the wonders of the surface world. He's told the humans he travels with and is fairly open about it to most. The only person he wouldn't tell is probably He Who Cursed Us, just because said figure would bring out a mixture of reverential fear, awe and hatred were he to encounter the being once more.
DO THEY HAVE A SECRET? Only that he sometimes thinks humans all look identical. He mainly relies on smell to tell them apart.
WHAT MAKES THEM LAUGH OUT LOUD? The thought of a tasty meal, a good forest or ocean pun, or happy memories of his family. His laughter is a strange cacophony of wortling, clicking and the sound of lips smacking.
HAVE THEY EVER BEEN IN LOVE? Not romantically, no - though his people are filled with a natural sense of empathy to those who 'smell right', and he was particularly good friends with Sertilah's other parent.
DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT WOULD BE HARD FOR THEM TO PART WITH. His limbs. While he can regrow most of his body parts within about a week if they're detached or too damaged to function, he has a strong fondness for them and sometimes gives them names if he's gone long enough without injury. One particular left leg that he kept hold of shortly after he arrived on the surface (due to it detaching from the sudden change in water pressure) and sometimes uses as a club if danger rears its head, is termed 'Bootleg' and remains a fond memento.
LOOK DOWN AT THEIR FEET. DESCRIBE WHAT YOU SEE. Big, beautiful blue webbed claws that often fill up with muck and straw from many hours trudging through the wilderness or running away from scared villagers.
WHEN THEY THINK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD KITCHEN, WHAT SMELL DO THEY ASSOCIATE WITH IT? WHY DOES IT RESONATE? The bottom feeders rarely cook unless they find a functioning sea-vent to roast some crabs over. The smell was exhilarating and sulfuric, and the heavy smoke was often choking, but such times meant a measure of safety and the chance to eat something special and unique as a community.
DESCRIBE ONE STRONG MEMORY THAT HAS STUCK WITH THEM FROM CHILDHOOD. The day they explored his first wreck. Often in the wake of storms on the surface, they would discover great wrecks and the flesh of sailors. The bodies were strange - tasty, but strange and unfamiliar. The smell was... peculiar, but exciting. The scent of strange perfumes, of this mysterious 'wood' that the adults said came from the surface world...
It was brilliant and new and strange. And when Thengaree went exploring, he found a picture of the humans in a mysterious, warm place. Although he struggled to recognize the scene - what he now knows to be a family picnic in the woods - there was still something kind and loving in its nature. Perhaps, deep down, Thengaree, knew that he belonged there.
WHAT DO THEY WANT MOST OF ALL? To find a tree worthy of appeasing He Who Cursed Us, and thus to give his family the freedom to dwell in the light of the surface world before they are consumed by the darkness in those depths and destroyed completely.
RIGHT NOW, IN THE FIRST MOMENT OF OUR STORY, WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST PROBLEM? Currently, Thengaree has been hiding out at the base of an apple orchard after being chased out of town. They don't know he's there, but they'll probably notice sooner or later due to how eagerly he's been, uh...
-- A father trying to desperately find the cure for his daughter's disease who stays in regular contact with her through messenger pigeon. ---- "The world may be cruel and easy to get lost in, but she needs me - so gods help anyone, or anything, that should try to stop me."
-- A curious purple moth which wants to 'grow up', having forgotten how to grow old and forced to wander the world: ---- "Mel was a Moth, ---- as Mauve as could be, ---- no more than a Minor, ---- on a Mysterious sea."
-- A Very Angry Lady who has vowed to one day destroy all Anima with her spear, Godfell: ---- "No gods or kings or beasts. Only man may inherit the order of this world! Only man may inflict cruelty upon their own kind!"
-- A strange creature from the depths of the ocean, he skitters and scrambles, in search of The Best Tree. However, experience has taught him that There's Always A Better Tree: ---- "Yes yes yes, it's all so lovely and fine and... wooden, but how do you *know* it's the best tree in the world?? There's always a better one!"
So, question, how does this work with our posts? Do we PM what happens, or just write 'internal' pieces explaining the actions of our specific characters?
Do you want replies by PM or in this thread itself? This would certainly be interesting, I have a few concepts for both a 'White' and 'Black/Red' kingdom.
Type of Government: -- Traditionally, a sort of collectivist meritocracy - since the Last Stand of the Pariah, however, they are officially an imperial colony at the whims of the imperial government.
Description of Government: -- Prior to the Last Stand, Iukkoth's numerous clans and nomadic tribes were united by a set of three governments that functioned independently of each other but worked together due to their specializations. The result was somewhat difficult for outsiders to follow due to its complexity, but essentially proved to be a stable - if occasionally corrupt and easily exploited - government with three distinct 'branches'. Following the Last Stand, however, much of the government's power has been turned over to the imperial government and all Triumvirate decisions are rigorously screened and evaluated before approval is permitted. ---- The Landmarker's Coalition is currently the most authoritative of the Triumvirate following the events of the Last Stand, since its primary purpose - organizing the distribution and arrangement of territory, property and resources belonging to the Yaephath's many tribes - is seen as the least dangerous and intrusive form of independence. Primarily made up of government appointed Scout and Soldier-caste Yaephath, it is a bureaucratic nightmare that is widely disliked by the majority of Yaephath who live more traditional life-styles, since the hunting of wildlife and growing of food are tightly controlled and food shortages amongst smaller tribes are often caused by their mistakes and biases. ---- The Starspeakers/Yae'thon (Children of Yae) are the religious branch of the Triumvirate and have always been moderately powerful, since they represent the boundaries between life and death, land and sky, past and future, memory and oblivion. Since most tribes hold to a fairly common set of spiritual beliefs, the Starspeakers consist of shamans and priests from most tribes and attempt to achieve some sort of common ideas and teachings through debate and discussion. The imperial government, however, insists on closely monitoring their discussions after their role in the Last Stand, and much of their traditional theology has been deemed dangerous and heretical, with many shamans bowing to the pressure to work in worship of the human God Emperor into their discussions. Worship of the God Emperor is common across much of Iukkoth and wider Yaephath society. ---- The Trailblazer Council is the largest of the three branches and consists of representatives from all major tribes of the first through till twenty-eighth generations (IE up to twenty-eight degrees of 'we got too big and had to split off into a new tribe'). It decides on matters of lawmaking, inter-tribal conflict, education, childcare, medicine and most forms of industry or scientific research (though the study of physics and anything strongly related to space travel is controlled by the Starspeakers). It is also traditionally the seat of authority for anything involving military action between multiple tribes, though they lack the authority to take or order such action unless requested to do so by the imperial government. They are under the heaviest scrutiny due to their open rebellion during the Last Stand and their inaction during the earlier Moon Rebellions.
Main race: Yaephath -- A seemingly reptilian species that reproduces through spores, they traditionally live nomadic life-styles across the vast plains and valleys of their dark and volcanic home world. Though they are hermaphrodites, they are born into reoccuring and distinctive Servant, Soldier and Scout castes focused on specific aspects of survival and function in a wider community and thus their languages frequently use distinctive terms or pronouns to define individuals (and often other organisms, machines, inanimate objects and even abstract concepts) according to this 'rule of three', sometimes with fourth or fifth variations for 'without caste' or 'containing all castes', respectively.
-- Though not technically nocturnal, the thick atmospheric clouds of their home-world - coupled with heavy pollution caused by their own industry and the arrival of human mining operations - has left it a permanently dark and unpleasant place. Although they struggle to form deep one-on-one bonds, their survival instincts and deeply ingrained senses of low self-worth lead them to naturally step into line by the opinions and decisions of those considered to be either 'older' or 'more numerous'. -- At the front of their skull is a series of organs designed to produce high-powered 'clicks' and to then detect the echoes from such and interpret the data received as images. Echolocation is a key sense for their species, even more so than their eyesight, which though widespread due to the width of their eyes, can only see in a smaller spectrum of light and cannot pick out fine detail with the effectiveness as human eyes. The shorter and more stoutly-built Servant caste are very distinctive for their complete lack of eyes, instead possessing a second set of forward facing ears and a more refined echolatory system that makes them excellent wardens and miners. Traditionally, this extreme distinction in their body-structure was often seen as a sign of being more 'in touch' with the universe, and most traditional Yaephath religious beliefs hold that the Servants are 'closer to the ancestors'. For this reason, many tribes and clans reserve the position of 'shaman' or other religiously and spiritually significant roles for Servant caste Yaephath. -- Their Soldier caste are the genetically most common and 'typical' of their species, the most adaptable, tallest and physically strongest, and traditionally become 'leaders' in their communities. However, following the Last Stand, imperial decree states that all tribes are limited to no more than 20% of their population to be of this caste, and abortions, cannibalism or abandonment of Soldier caste infants is extremely common. There are rumours that many tribes ignore or minimize this requirement, however, and the number of supposed 'accidents' at imperial mining facilities has drastically increased following the introduction of this law.
Minority races: -- Humans, who mainly live on mining stations or military and research outposts. A small imperial fleet is based at the Iukkoth moon station due to the planet's valuable strategic location and the risk of future rebellions. It seems that, for reasons not fully understood, there is a higher than usual concentration of anti-Imperial sentiment amongst the humans on Iukkoth. -- Klideu, a species of spindly, many-jointed, six limbed crustacean like creatures. Naturally short-lived and isolationist, they were often outnumbered and existed in a bitter rivalry with the Yaephath for thousands of years but were slowly dwindled away by their larger, more numerous and technologically advanced rivals. Although their role in the Last Stand nearly led to their extinction at the hands of both human and Yaephath, a sustainable population exist in specially cordoned and monitored 'Klideu Homelands' in a number of river deltas - carefully patrolled by the imperial army, these are little more than work camps and breeding grounds, the Klideu brainwashed and genetically engineered from birth to serve the empire and then used as highly effective engineers, surgeons and fighter-pilots across the galaxy.
Demographics: -- Yaephath (~58%) -- Human (~41%) -- Klideu (<1%)
Religion & Culture: -- Traditionally ancestor and star worship, whereby the two concepts are tightly linked - each star in the sky is a Yaephath to be or a Yaephath that was. While modern science has refuted much of this, it is often justified with the idea that stars either contain the resting place for Yaephath souls, or else that the frequent death and birth of new stars somehow correlates, usually through very complex deductions, to the birth and death of tribes. -- Cannibalism is a common motif and cultural tradition tied up with a number of religious beliefs that has drastically increased over the last few centuries. Since the stars are so difficult to see, it is feared that new souls will struggle to arrive and old ones will fail to leave. For this reason, most funeral rites involve consumption of the dead body by a close relative, which is said to ensure the soul will survive through the relative as a sort of 'host body'. Critics note that this would mean current generations consist of 'hosts' for dozens of souls each at least, and the subject is hotly debated by the Yae'thon, with some claiming this explains why the current generations live longer lives - apparently ignoring advancements in medical science that have eradicated several diseases and made many formerly fatal injuries no longer fatal. -- Especially since the Last Stand, the empire has placed a great deal of pressure for the Yae'thon to spread the ideals of Emperor-worship, and although it is often unpopular - especially amongst the more traditional tribes - it has slowly been gaining traction in more densely packed (and military controlled) areas. Ironically, most Yaephath will, if asked, openly pledge their allegiance to the God Emperor, but their description of his personality will usually sound an awful lot like the personality of some key founding member of their tribe or important ancestral figure, and they'll all swear that the Emperor is some sort of reborn ancestral figure or a well of Yaephath souls. More apockalyptic shamans will often claim that the Emperor is soon approaching a sort of critical mass of ---- tl;dr Yaephath religion is complicated and often contradictory, but they'll still swear by it because that's what every other Yaephath does, and if every other Yaephath does, it's got to be right, right?
History: -- Pre-Imperial -- Initial Resistance -- Moon Rebellions -- The Last Stand of the Pariah -- Post-Last Stand
Important characters: -- Manak Li'Roe, head speaker/representative for the Landmarker's Coalition, a blue-speckled Scout caste of the Kure tribe. Fears the slow extinction of the Yaephath species, and has been working to redistribute resources for the creation of mass medical supply depots and more widely available check-ups, something that some Imperial officers have discouraged on the grounds of 'unnecessary spending'. -- Avaz No'Kure, main representative of the Starspeakers/Yae'thon, a shaman with the special title of 'Voice for the Stars' who holds great weight on the Triumvirate. A Servant caste of the Roe tribe with a prominent scar across zhyr front-left ear, sister tribe to the Kure. Is a fiery and impassioned speaker, which draws some criticism from other members of the Yae'thon but has made zhyr popular with the common people. -- Varaz Moln, main representative of the Trailblazer Council, a dark-red Soldier caste of the Moln family and rumoured to have been a veteran of the Last Stand. The Triumvirate denies that xe had any such connections to such events, however, and xe primarily now just works in the oversight of (imperial sanctioned) mining operations. -- Kree Jamieson, chief 'ambassador' to the Imperial garrisons stationed on the planet and in orbit/on the moon, originally 'adopted' by an imperial officer following the end of the Last Stand. A dark blue/purple Scout caste from an extinct tribe. -- Iuon'Ka Nden'Wi, a member of the Starspeakers responsible for managing the Yaephath used as workers on the orbital stations/fleet used by the empire. A very loyal, mid-green Servant caste.
Description of Military (ships and ground troops): -- Prior to the arrival of the empire, the Yaephath lacked a large-scale military. Individual tribes handled their own defense and rarely used anything more powerful than simple pre-industrial handheld weapons for hunting or intimidation of enemy tribes. During the initial invasion, the larger city-states - known as the 'crossroads' for their highly multicultural and loosely governed nature - did attempt some larger and more organized resistance, reconfiguring a number of powerful non-military mining and exploratory technologies to create bombs and artillery, but these were ineffective in the long-term in comparison to the Empire's far greater resources, manpower, and military-focus. -- During the Moon Rebellions - and later during the Last Stand - the tribes were able to produce and use a surprising quantity of both stolen Imperial weapons and 'home-made' vehicles of surprising durability and containing impressive firepower at a large number of secret facilities managed by the Trailblazer Council. This coupled with clever guerilla tactics, human collaborators and a short-lived alliance with the remaining 'free Klideu' nearly granted them independance... only for it to be crushed by the empire with renewed and brutal vigour. -- After the Last Stand, the Triumvirate lacks the authority to organize or produce potentially dangerous military technology without strict supervision by imperial officials, and individual tribes are no longer allowed to carry personal or handheld weapons unless they apply for an imperial-allocated license. That said, a number of tribes residing in less heavily controlled regions are noted to flaunt these rules or find loopholes, and many tribes have used the imperial-provided technology for 'neurological harnesses' (a kind of mind-control through implants/cybernetics, provided by the empire to help calm fears that with less access to firearms the tribes would be unable to hunt safely or protect themselves from criminals/rival tribes) to bend the will of the wildlife on their planet. -- In the totally hypothetical (and in no way realistic because they'd never try it again) situation that the Triumvirate was to seize enough power to start a new wave of rebellion and take another attempt at independence, their forces would likely consist of a mixture of secretly produced or stolen Imperial armoured vehicles and massed part-time/volunteer/civilian infantry, using tamed/harnessed/augmented wildlife as shock/support-troops and making heavy use of guerilla warfare or sabotage long enough to establish some sort of heavy anti-orbital or orbital defense against Imperial retaliation.
Technology: -- This mostly consists of Imperial tech that has been built using available Yaephath materials and resources, resulting in an often hardier but less power-efficient variation. The introduction of Imperial technology has theoretically improved the lives of Yaephath on the planet, but in practice the advancements in medicine, transportation, communication and infrastructure are limited to the Yaephath living in human managed towns or facilities, with the average Yaephath nomad not living much different from xyr ancestors a thousand years ago - accept some stranger from an alien world gets to decide what's best for xyr entire social circle, culture, and family member.
Additional: -- Will start off very much as pawns of the Empire with little autonomy, but will likely rebel given a number of circumstances or the arrival of outside help.
Written everything except 'history' - I'll probably just write some short paragraphs for each of the current bullet points, but the sheet is currently here: roleplayerguild.com/posts/4470184
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