Setting
Dynaris...the place of many chances a world of wonder. Such a beautiful sight among the stars, the sky filled with majestic floating metropolises teeming with life, forget the city that never sleeps this is a whole planet that never sleeps. The mountains below littered with small camps here and there right atop the peaks, glistening in the glow of the large sun, the snow shining brighter than the stars of the night sky which showed the ancestors of this place there way in the dark. The only thing more wonderful than these mountain top camps and teeming cities is of course the surface itself.
Many dangerous yet fascinating creatures roam this place...a problem for the ancestors that was soon overcome. Every now and again you may be lucky enough to see a brave explorer or hunter returning to the ancient surface walking across the cracked solid ground, searching for meat to bring back or scouting out areas for new camps to be built. Although the people live high above the surface there isn't an inch of this planet that isn't filled with life, this truly is a monument of mother nature's infinite creative powers.
Many dangerous yet fascinating creatures roam this place...a problem for the ancestors that was soon overcome. Every now and again you may be lucky enough to see a brave explorer or hunter returning to the ancient surface walking across the cracked solid ground, searching for meat to bring back or scouting out areas for new camps to be built. Although the people live high above the surface there isn't an inch of this planet that isn't filled with life, this truly is a monument of mother nature's infinite creative powers.
Dynaris
The Dynaris sky is filled with majestic floating metropolises teeming with life, a whole planet that never sleeps. The mountains below littered with small camps. Atop the peaks, in the glow of the large sun, the snow shining brighter than the stars.
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Dynaris is a part of 
Masazula.
1 Places in Dynaris:
3 Characters Here
Colonial Expeditionary Force [3] The Colonial Union's exploration force, devoted to understanding the universe around it.
Terry Leazule [2] Person of not much interest yet
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The CU Sandjumper enters the atmosphere, streaking down into the target area, an as-of-yet unnamed field in Dynaris.
It was better than hitting one of the many mountains scattered around the landscape, which did make landing a bit more troublesome, as hitting a solid rock face when you're entering from the atmosphere.
The smaller ship activates it's entry rockets, and slows down gradually until it comes to a slow hover a couple hundred feet off the ground, still slowly descending.
The Sandjumper touches down, and then the landing gear activates, letting out roughly a dozen soldiers, and half a dozen men and women in lighter armor, designated as the researchers for the group.
They quickly set up a perimeter around the dropship, and then a supply drop jets down from the Reverent, and the soldiers quickly set upon it, taking out the supplies for a small camp protected by a chest-high fence.
It takes them about an hour for 7 of the crew to assemble the camp, the rest standing guard around the perimeter.
The guards are all carrying bolt-action rifles, with one individual carrying a simple revolver. They wear a simple armor made of kevlar and metal strips, as well as helmets made of painted metal.
They set up a transmitter in the center of the camp, about the size of a person, which actively transmits to the Reverent their status and is used in emergency.
Everyone is kind of jumpy, as this is the first recorded mission of this type. Everything they're doing is utterly new, so they need to get it right if they want to make it out.
The Expeditionary forces are ready, however, to enact their mission. And this is just the start.
It was better than hitting one of the many mountains scattered around the landscape, which did make landing a bit more troublesome, as hitting a solid rock face when you're entering from the atmosphere.
The smaller ship activates it's entry rockets, and slows down gradually until it comes to a slow hover a couple hundred feet off the ground, still slowly descending.
The Sandjumper touches down, and then the landing gear activates, letting out roughly a dozen soldiers, and half a dozen men and women in lighter armor, designated as the researchers for the group.
They quickly set up a perimeter around the dropship, and then a supply drop jets down from the Reverent, and the soldiers quickly set upon it, taking out the supplies for a small camp protected by a chest-high fence.
It takes them about an hour for 7 of the crew to assemble the camp, the rest standing guard around the perimeter.
The guards are all carrying bolt-action rifles, with one individual carrying a simple revolver. They wear a simple armor made of kevlar and metal strips, as well as helmets made of painted metal.
They set up a transmitter in the center of the camp, about the size of a person, which actively transmits to the Reverent their status and is used in emergency.
Everyone is kind of jumpy, as this is the first recorded mission of this type. Everything they're doing is utterly new, so they need to get it right if they want to make it out.
The Expeditionary forces are ready, however, to enact their mission. And this is just the start.
Terry Leazule was a wee bit drunk, but not that much! He wandered through the woods, between various camps, trying to find his own. It was somewhere off the beaten path, yes, somewhere here somewhere.
As Terry meandered along he hummed a tune from a faraway planet; his home. He had come here not the longest ago, on break from university. One thing led to another, and he was still here! Freelance from the laptop, living remote wasn't rough this side of the 'verse. Now where did he put that camp?
A few lights in the close distance. Far too many lights to be his camp. Terry pondered for half a moment, shrugged, and marched onward. They may have seen where he put his camp, after all!
"Greetings!" Terry popped out from behind a tree and waved at the crew of the Sandjumper. He wore a grin, a rumpled collared shirt, and spiffy shoes with a light wear-crease.
As Terry meandered along he hummed a tune from a faraway planet; his home. He had come here not the longest ago, on break from university. One thing led to another, and he was still here! Freelance from the laptop, living remote wasn't rough this side of the 'verse. Now where did he put that camp?
A few lights in the close distance. Far too many lights to be his camp. Terry pondered for half a moment, shrugged, and marched onward. They may have seen where he put his camp, after all!
"Greetings!" Terry popped out from behind a tree and waved at the crew of the Sandjumper. He wore a grin, a rumpled collared shirt, and spiffy shoes with a light wear-crease.
One of the CEF guards jumps, a short yelp emitting from her, startled, and quickly turns around, fumbling for the rifle across her chest. She relaxes as she sees the young man, and begins speaking, as the other guards start to walk over. "Holy-, Brother, you scared me. What're you doing here? We didn't expect-" She's cut off as another guard walks over, a yellow circle painted to look like a sun on his helmet. He looks at Terry, eyeing him up and down, and then says to him, "Speak, Brother, and let your intentions be known." The other guards begin to form a loose crowd around the inside of the fence, looking at Terry.
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