Some historians argue that the arcologies that remained active after the Resource Wars were not the cradles of the Second Renaissance, but fortresses that prolonged the Second Dark Age
Strange girl fashionista gang
A radical terrorist organization bent on world dominance, willing to use blackmail, revolution, anarchy and military action to achieve their goals.
The short lived and chaotic vampires of northern Mexico
The last remaining relic of the European Union and Interpol, Sigma Blue is an international crime fighting and liaison task force.
The G&M, or GaMa Corp, not to be confused with the larger GM corporation.
More correctly known as the Imperial National Bank of Nippon and the Pacific Rim Coalition (INBNPRC)
Also known as the Adventurer's Guild, the GAUR, the Hall of Heroes and a variety of other names.
100 Word Society
Melpomene's Espers? Ha! Let me know how that goes, and after that let me know when you find Atlantis and Jimmy Hoffa!
The city guard used to be crooked as a frendleback tree, then the society popped up. I miss the good old days when you could bribe a grunt to look the other way. It's hard and dangerous to be in the black arts now.
Nyp, Thieve's Guild
A gathering place for basic info on the societies, secret and otherwise used and referenced in the Chronicle of Tsuria
The pre-eminent industrial power of the Carinelle Cluster and the Confederation of Stars
18.) The Returning Veterans: These warriors are on their way back from a grim, hard fought war. Fatigue and weariness, despair and anguish are written on their features. Their honor drives them to complete one last mission, but they sense that they may never survive it.
Wulfhere, 30 Stalwart Bands
A theocratic sect that venerates the worship of women as divine
The Circle of Pharisrak has existed for centuries, it’s assassins are considered to be untouchable. Not one has every been seen, let alone sent to justice.
‘The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers.’
Princess Leia, Star Wars - 1977
Give me your greenskins, your mobz, and your grunts
A hybrid of man and animal, bred to serve and now free to live.
Out of simple roots, a deep faith.
motto of the Brotherhood of Orildus
A floating city hovers over the capital, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. Its spires are blinking in the morning sun, revealing alien architecture. What will happen next? Rumours spread like wildfire that this is the ancient city that once stood at this very spot. Mystics proclaim that it will take root here once again, crushing the capital under it. Somebody needs to get up there and investigate.