Welcome Home, Exiles


This is it, Exiles: the planet I searched for my whole life, a world I found while on the brink of death. A wondrous place unlike any other, a planet that healed my wounds and sent me back to all of you with news of a place where our centuries of flight could finally end. I’m famed Exile explorer Dorian Walker, and I’d like to welcome you all to Nexus. Aurin, Granok, Mordesh, or human, we are all Exiles, united on this mighty arkship ready to make this place a home for all of us.

The planet Nexus is fu
ll of wonders and mysteries, dangers and demons of all stripes. When first you disembark, you –

Wait, what the dad-blazes? Let me see what you’re doin’ to my phraseology, slick. I ain’t in the mood for – aha! So you got some kinda fancy transcriberbot turnin’ my perfectly clear and concise advice into some fancypants nonsense, do ya? Well, cut it out, bucko, I ain’t gonna stand for it! You take down my words as I speak ’em clear, or don’t take ’em down at all.

Now that’s settled, sparky, I got a few
things about Nexus you need to know.
1 – It’s beyond the Fringe.
That means we’re out here past the edge of the known galaxy, buttercup. The planet’s in orbit around a wild star that’s far enough from the heart o’ civilization, as they say, that the Dommies can’t commit their entire military to conquerin’ the planet. That means we’re in a stalemate.
2 – Yeah, I know your time in cryo was short, but that don’t mean the Dommies got stupid in the meantime. When you turned in, ya mighta heard we wouldn’t le
t them find this place. That didn’t work out so well. We got a head start on ’em, but they’re still takin’ whole territories we ain’t even had time to explore yet. Good thing about that stalemate, eh?
3 – We weren’t the first ones here. I know that ain’t exactly news to anyone, best to get it out there for posterity. This here planet, Nexus was the home of the Eldan, a bunch’a old-fashioned godlike aliens what liked to turn planets into their toys. They terraformed the hell outta this place, we reckon, a
long time ago. There’s facilities and stations are all over the place, and get this – their blasted bots, or “constructs” as they’re called – they’re still workin’! That’s right! Ain’t nobody heard hide nor hair o’ them godlike alien bastards for centuries, but their constructs are workin’ same as always! Oh, and I reckon they’re likely to try and kill you or dissect you or both if you run into ’em at the wrong time.
You’re most likely landin’ in one of two places, hotshot: Thayd, where the Exiles have se
t up a capital o’ sorts protected by Granok mercs, or Everstar Grove, where the Aurin queen is lookin’ after a little piece of Arboria right here on Nexus. Also, Lazarin’s there, so watch your pets if you don’t want ’em used for his creepy Mordesh experiements. Love that guy.

Now that’s some advice. If you want to survive on this planet it’s gonna take all your guts, moxie, wits, and other pieces.

So good luck out there, crackerjack.

– Dorian Walker

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Faction: Exile

Type: Journal