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Sky's Edge

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a part of The Multiverse, by Remæus.

A planet with terrestrial features whose primary terrain is jungle. Unlike other planets within the system, it is superficially Terran in it's nature. Except for a few items of toxic plant life, the atmosphere is breathable and manageable for most humans

Absenthia holds sovereignty over Sky's Edge, giving them the ability to make limited changes.
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The ecology of Sky's Edge is superficially Terran, and includes recognizable plants and animals such as the hamadryad, but has been known to be metabolically incompatible with Terran flora and fauna, causing fatal anaphylactic shock in any creature or person who tried to consume it.

Sky's Edge was relatively backwards compared to most other human-settled worlds, as it possesses little in the way of high technology, and few can afford things such as the "immortality" treatments readily available elsewhere in colonized space. With perpetual war raging on Sky's Edge is the reason for this: the planet has exported little except a few biological products harvested from its extensive jungles, and most of its industries are already devoted to the war.

Trading ships stop by about once a decade, usually after being snubbed by traders in more lucrative markets such as the Yellowstone-Terra or Langara-Yellowstone-Sol routes. The people of Sky's Edge rarely buy anything but weapons from the passing traders.
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Sky's Edge

A planet with terrestrial features whose primary terrain is jungle. Unlike other planets within the system, it is superficially Terran in it's nature. Except for a few items of toxic plant life, the atmosphere is breathable and manageable for most humans

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Sky's Edge is a part of Epsilon Eridani.

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El Frente Rojo [35] A faceless, dying outfit indistinguishable from the sea of other Skye's Edge rebellions
Yuri Nikolaev [35] Former mercenary, and now unwilling Captain of El Frente Rojo
The Montesquieu Twins [29] The Newest Generation to the Korpulu Sector Terran Old Money Family, Aimless Dilettantes with too much spare time.
Sprinkles Thothess [25] Bvetin encouraged my matriarch to take chances. So here I am!
Todoroki [8] Todoroki. What else?

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Character Portrait: Rei Harkov Character Portrait: The Montesquieu Twins Character Portrait: Sprinkles Thothess Character Portrait: Yuri Nikolaev Character Portrait: El Frente Rojo Character Portrait: Behzad Salehi Character Portrait: Todoroki

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There was a quiet calm in the moment. Almario was still groaning on the floor. Crying a little. Fuck! FUCK! Being shot sucked! He slowly crawled back on his good leg as he stumbled for a moment. Looking at the three now dead attacks from a barrage of telekinetic projectiles and laser blasts.

Edmund puked into the inside of his helmet. It was really gross. Holy fuck! Holy fuck! Just... so useful. The both of them. Yup. Edmund took a moment to take off his helmet. A small stink permeating until he tossed said helmet away. Sweating, scared, trying to refocus. He looked to the large spider. Now leaking... white stuff. That couldn't be good. And seeing the medipac that was attached to the dead fighter scrambled to pick it up and open it and begin to get cleaning to clean up the leaking injury before getting wire and needle to try to help Pale from not bleeding to death.

Almario stood on his one good foot for a moment. "...Really!? You are really going to start on -" "Shutup!" Edmund snapped back. The other twin went quiet. Slowly drifting back to Rei. "..." He decided to say nothing. Trying to loot off the dead bodies. Really large jungle knives. All three of them. Several pacs of ammo, the heavy weapons in question... Wait... Was that a cord of human ears?? "Gross!"