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An old mining station turned city on the edge of known space. Constantly being fought over by corporations, governments, and mercaneries, its the city of dreams for those who want excitement.
One of the Big Four, Harrison Armory is the military industrial capital of the human race. Humanity will conquer the stars.
One of the Big Four, SSC prides itself on finding the peak of human evolution. Luxury first, politics second.
One of the Big Four, Horus is not technically a corpo-state but is a conglomerate of followers. Horus mechs don't exist, they can't hurt you.
One of the Big Four, ISP-N is known for its dominance in shipping and anti-piracy measures. With millenniums of history, its a brand you can rely on.
A dynastic, locally-powerful maintenance company in Brummbär.
A pre-Union super faction, the Karrakin Trade Baronies rule over a large portion of the stars. Divided into Houses and Nobles politics are king.
The many gangs present throughout Brummbär present as The Syndicate. A collections of original Brummbär inhabitants they now rule over the streets.
An older man with a long history in Brummbär politics, Mayor Walter Hamilton currently holds the highest ever acceptance rating on the station. Although his politics usually focus on the people, Walter’s genius also created the Lancer HUB.
The head of Salicifolia Factories. A stout, dour woman in her fifties, wearing gray with colorful accents.
A balding and avuncular man in his fifties wearing a military uniform-styled suit.
A tall older women with long black hair with a streak of white,a sneer face, and piercing eyes. Usually overdressed for her nightclub.
A large fat man, Byron has been representing Union for many years and in many colonies. He has obsession with adopting the culture of the places he lives, however, he seems to like the culture of Arx and Olympus the most.
An elderly woman with white hair, an aggrieved expression, and a large collection of scars. She dresses casually, walks quickly, and is never without a pair of sturdy boots and a multitool.
A regional overseer of SSC, Azalea is in charge of many SSC facilities throughout the edge of the galaxy. They spend most of their time in Arx and Olympus but have been seen at Elysium before.
A person in their late 20s. They look like a charged wire, thin going on starving, concerningly energetic, and dressed in a worn PVC jumpsuit. Their eyes glow with belief and violet ocular mods.
