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| !Role
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| !Location
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| !Race
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| !Description
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| !Useful Information
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| |Ashwalker Egg | | |access = |
| |Ashwalker Nest, | | |additional = |
| Lavaland
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| |Lizardperson | | |superior = |
| |You are an ash walker, one among [[Lavaland|the plains]]. The land is bountiful | | |duties = Drink people's blood, create Vassals, maintain the Masquerade |
| of prey and sustenance, but foriegn powers move to exploit your
| | |guides = This is the guide |
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| land. You must build up your tribe and expel these aliens from your home.
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| |[[Ashwalkers]] | |
| [[Lavaland]]
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| [[Megafauna]]
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| |Beach Bum Sleeper | |
| |Beach Biodome, | |
| Lavaland
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| |Human | |
| |You're, like, totally a dudebro, bruh. Ch'yea. You came here, like, on
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| spring break, hopin' to pick up some bangin' hot chicks, y'knaw?
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| |Drone Shell
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| |Station Maintenance
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| |Drone
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| |A shell of a maintenance drone, an expendable robot built to perform
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| station repairs.
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| |[[Construction]]
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| [[Machines]]
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| |Free Golem
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| |Free Golem Ship,
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| Lavaland
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| |Adamantine
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| Golem
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| |You are a Free Golem. Your family worships The Liberator.
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| In his infinite and divine wisdom, he set your clan free to
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| travel the stars with a single declaration: "Yeah go do whatever."
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| Though you are bound to the one who created you, it is customary
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| in your society to repeat those same words to newborn golems,
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| so that no golem may ever be forced to serve again.
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| |[[Lavaland]] | |
| [[Guide to Mining]]
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| [[Megafauna]]
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| [[Golem]]
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| |Free Miner
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| |Free Miner Ship,
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| Space
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| |Human
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| |[[Ruins|Space Ruins]]
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| [[Guide to Mining]]
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| |Lifeguard Sleeper
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| |Beach Biodome,
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| Lavaland
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| |Human
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| |You are a space bartender! It's up to you to make sure nobody
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| drowns or gets eaten by sharks and stuff.
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| |Malfunction Cryostasis Sleeper
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| |Makeshift Shelter,
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| Lavaland
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| |Human
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| |You've been stranded in this godless prison of a planet for longer than you
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| can remember. Each day you barely scrape by, and between
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| the terrible conditions of your makeshift shelter, the hostile
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| creatures, and the ash drakes swooping down from the cloudless skies,
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| all you can wish for is the feel of soft grass between your toes and the
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| fresh air of Earth. These thoughts are dispelled by yet another
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| recollection of how you got here... you were always joked about
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| by your friends for "not playing with a full deck", as they so kindly
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| put it. It seems that they were right when you, on a tour at one
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| of Nanotrasen's state-of-the-art research facilities, were in one of the
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| escape pods alone and saw the red button. It was big and
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| shiny, and it caught your eye. You pressed it, and after a
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| terrifying and fast ride for days, you landed here. You've had time
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| to wisen up since then, and you think that your old friends wouldn't
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| be laughing now.
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| |[[Guide to Mining]] | |
| [[Megafauna]]
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| [[Guide to plants|Guide to Plants]]
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| |Positronic Brain
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| |Mostly the robotics lab
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| |Cyborg
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| |A cube of shining metal, four inches to a side and covered in shallow grooves.
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| |[[Cyborg]]
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| |Old Cryogenics Pod
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| |Ancient Space Station,
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| Space
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| |Human
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| |You are an engineer working for Nanotrasen, stationed onboard a
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| state of the art research station. You are an engineer working for Nanotrasen,
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| stationed onboard a state of the art research station.
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| |[[Solars]]
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| [[Engineering]]
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| [[Guide to plants|Guide to Plants]]
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| |Space Bartender Sleeper
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| |Beach Biodome,
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| Lavaland
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| |Human
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| |You are a space bartender! Time to mix drinks and change lives. Smoking
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| space drugs makes it easier to understand your patrons' odd dialect.
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| |[[Guide to Drinks]]
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| |Syndicate Comms Agent
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| |Syndicate Lava Base,
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| Lavaland
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| |Human
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| |You are a syndicate comms agent, employed in a top secret research facility
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| developing biological weapons. Unfortunately, your hated enemy, Nanotrasen,
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| has begun mining in this sector. Monitor enemy activity as best you can, and
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| try to keep a low profile. Use the communication equipment to provide support
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| to any field agents, and sow disinformation to throw Nanotrasen off your trail.
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| Do not let the base fall into enemy hands!
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| |[[Radio Channels]]
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| |Syndicate Bioweapon Scientist
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| |Syndicate Lava Base,
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| Lavaland
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| |Human
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| |You are an engineer working for Nanotrasen, stationed onboard a
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| state of the art research station. Unfortunately, your hated enemy, Nanotrasen,
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| has begun mining in this sector. Continue your research as best you can,
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| and try to keep a low profile.
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| |[[Guide to Chemistry]]
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| [[Virology]]
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| |}
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