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With the final preparations, your fleet leaves the system and a prolonged warp journey begins. The four months of travel, warp jumps, and general space traffic are spent by your soldiers in training, drilling and exercise, by your administrative staff in preparation and attempts to learn more about the half-recorded planet. You spend it in a mixture of orgies, alcohol and contact-making.
Eventually, you arrive to the orbit above the planet and are presented with the reports, first of the planet, Moran Secundus, then of its history. It looks bleak to say the least.
One of your staff members stands in front of the massive cogitator screen and presents to you a series of blurry images of the planetary surface.
"Moran Secundus is a developing world." He begins, uncomfortably swallowing. "It is a frozen world, with the temperatures ranging from -100C to +20C. Only about one tenth of its surface is covered in water, however, even that is eternally frozen due to the chemicals in the water. The athmosphere is unbreathable and water requires heavy processing before consumption."
You nod.
"The surface of Moran Secundus is divided into two bowls, the eastern and the western." He says before pausing. "Only a small segment of the eastern bowl is settled, while the nomadic populace, the vast majority of the populace, is dispersed amongst the swamps, living a gatherer lifestyle. They sporadically return to the port and other urbanized settlements to trade in their produce for food, water and goods."
You nod yet again. "What do they produce?"
"The nomads?" The presenter asks. "They gather the shells of one of the rare things that survive on this frozen hellhole. The Cherv-cerv. The urbanites refine it into a very fine cloth that is then sold offworld. That is also the sole export of this world. It sustains the half a million, to a million people living here, depending on the estimate." The presenter chuckles nervously.
A feeling of despair runs over you.
"It used to be better, with up to 5 million, before the purges and the instability." He adds.
"So, do we have a map of the planet?" You ask.
"No sir. I've taken the liberty of begging the captain of the ship to take scans and photos, but they struggle to pierce the atmosphere. The staff and I have scrapped together a pretty accurate map of the populated area, but it's up to you to determine where we touch down."
>Njebe, the biggest and the centrally located settlement, also the only one that can support the offworld trade>Chasha, the southern settlement, close enough to Njebe to control it, but small enough to be easily suppressed in case of uprising>Rhum, the eastern settlement, isolated and on a dominant position, it is the easiest to defend>Pahri, the northern settlement, in case you desire the maximum isolation.>Write-in>Ask anything else 