Lavaland



Sentient Life: exiles = hermits


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[[Ashwalkers]]: A tribe of hostile Lizardmen that worship tendrils. They don’t need to breathe but they can’t use guns or wear shoes.
 
[[Ashwalkers]]: A tribe of hostile Lizardmen that worship tendrils. They don’t need to breathe but they can’t use guns or wear shoes.
   
Lifebringers: A group of [[Podman|podmen]] who live in a seed vault with advanced hydroponics equipment.
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Lifebringers: A group of [[Podman|podmen]] who live in a seed vault with advanced hydroponics equipment.
   
 
[[Golem|Golems]]: A band of Golems who arrived by ship that live by their creed of doing whatever.
 
[[Golem|Golems]]: A band of Golems who arrived by ship that live by their creed of doing whatever.
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Stranded hermits: Individuals who arrived by escape pod. They live in a makeshift shelter.
 
Stranded hermits: Individuals who arrived by escape pod. They live in a makeshift shelter.
   
Beach bums: Dudebros who chill in a beach biodome.  
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Beach bums: Dudebros who chill in a beach biodome.
   
 
Translocated Vet: A veterinarian who has somehow, along with his/her entire hospital, been teleported into a fiery hellscape.
 
Translocated Vet: A veterinarian who has somehow, along with his/her entire hospital, been teleported into a fiery hellscape.
   
Exile: You’ve been stranded in this godless prison of a planet for longer than you can remember. Each day you barely scrape by, and between the terrible conditions of your makeshift shelter, the hostile creatures, and the ash drakes swooping down from the cloudless skies, all you can wish for is the feel of soft grass between your toes and the fresh air of Earth.
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Lavaland Syndicate: You are a agent, employed in a top secret research facility developing biological weapons. Unfortunately, your hated enemy, Nanotrasen, has begun mining in this sector. DON’T abandon the base without good cause. Do not let the base fall into enemy hands!
 
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Lavaland Syndicate: You are a syndicate agent, employed in a top secret research facility developing biological weapons. Unfortunately, your hated enemy, Nanotrasen, has begun mining in this sector. DON’T abandon the base without good cause. Do not let the base fall into enemy hands!
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