"Machine is all
Machine is Mother
Machine is Father
Machine is God'
The Anunnaki are a secret society in the Cosmic Era
The legacies of a pre-human civilization in the Cosmic Era
The Glassenheim Foundation is a relict of the Petroleum Era, a technological hold out and a holder of terrible secrets.
A systemic power during the galactic war
The PCC is the second largest religion in the Atlantic Federation.
The birth and life of a god through the long ages.
The leading Megacorp of the Atlantic Federation
An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind.
The pre-eminent industrial power of the Carinelle Cluster and the Confederation of Stars
A small, hidden sect among the stars, distributed throughout hundreds of cells, The Word of Creation has dedicated itself to cleansing humanity of the taint of synthetic and altered life, and of holding a strong and pure humanity above all the Galaxy, through whatever means necessary.
A Group of Mercenaries that is almost completely composed of lizard folk
Created for a freedom fighter situation where a group's purpose is to liberate provinces or citizens, or to simply escape to regroup later.
What is the justification for the nobility? Some appeal divine authority. In one world however, being of noble blood really does elevate you above the common rabble. By virtue of magical aptitude.
Raging across the galaxy for a decade The Dark Crusaders have no equal in battle or number. So many planets have fallen and so many armies vanquished that nearly all have lost hope.
‘The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers.’
Princess Leia, Star Wars - 1977
The heart of Humanity, the Starkin Federation is the largest faction of Man amongst the stars, the mightiest vehicle of his ambition.
The Sundar family name was one spoken with honor and reverence. None were ever spoke ill of, and should a question arise of their honor and integrity it was quickly set right by those who knew them. Now they are a fallen noble family of disgraced knights who are fearless, emotionless, and uncaring for anything other than own survival and vengence.
Charity out of spite, resistance in submission. Loosing everything can produce strange associations indeed.
The Handlers and the Abszurl are symbiotic subcultures, products of human society’s expansion into the stars.
THE GNOMES OF UDNALOR: Part II
Having left the hush of the upper halls, and crossed the depths of the Braeth (an underground river, which is not all that deep because bear in mind we're talking about gnomes here), you would find yourself in Wattling Street, the main road through Udnalor. It's actually a long, well-worn passageway which opens out eventually into the City Centre. The gnome-buildings branch off Wattling Street as small burrows or caverns with boulder-blocked doorways for privacy. You can find armourers and smiths (though their armour tends to be on the small side for humans to buy) and many other types of trader.
There are many streets, ginnels and cooies which run off Wattling Street, the most famous probably being Smell Street, the domain of the infamous gnomish alchemists, the eponymous smell being very distinctive: the stench of cooking fungus, the aroma of subterranean spices, the pungent reek of rotting carcasses (used in some of the more notorious experiments). An encounter with an alchemist can really be spiced up (excuse the pun) if you have a well-stocked herb cupboard, and actually make up the potions, elixirs and draughts as they are ordered by characters.