The stars are right. The galaxy has changed. Powers far greater than even the mightiest god and deity have come together to engage in a unique experiment — A Great Game, if you will. These beings have remade a galaxy by grabbing parts from thousands of different universes — worlds from the most savage and fantastic world to parts of great civilizations like the Citadel, Empire and Imperium — and mixed them around, so that they may develop and interact in new and fascinating ways. In some places, the remnants and largest parts of these former empires come together or fight each other for dominance. In others, sapient beings begin to step into a wider world through civilization and magic. But between these two extremes in development is where our story takes place. This is my first quest, so bear with me as we get into the groove of things. Good at a lot of things, not great at anything. Really digs aquatic worlds, good at space. Land, not so much. This can range from traditional hive-minds, to more independent critters. Love deserts, hate cold. Friendly, Smart, Brave, but also Independent Thinkers and Doers. An effective group, decent at everything yet feared by almost everyone for some reason. That's an offensive stereotype! No Discernible traits determined yet. Note: Images used won't be the same as the ones selected. OC races are also acceptable. Helion History - Since time immemorial, the Draka have organized themselves into clans - large extended families ruled over by the oldest dragon Patriarch or Matriarch, gender wasn't typically an issue. For thousands of years, the clans ruled independently of each other, traveling the deserts, cultivating the savannahs, hunting in the forests or mining in the mountains, fighting and bickering over various resources, territory and pride. Towns and cities were established as neutral trading zones, places where the clans could come together, do diplomacy and business host ceremonies honoring the sun goddess Otribru and the Sacred Spiral of Tiamat the galaxy. In the Holy City of Dharsii, the shamans and priests of Otribru and Tiamat received a vision, showing the dark times coming. If the Draka was to survive the monsters in the dark, they would need a leader - a god - to guide them down the path of survival. They announced their prediction that the One True Emperor of the Draka would come in a time when all the world was connected, sacrificed themselves in ritual suicide to guarantee that he would come. Smaller clans are absorbed by bigger ones, until there's three left - Clan Razikale of the Jungles, Clan Tatzl of the Desert, and Clan Smaug of the Mountains. Razikale are renowned for their warriors, Tatzl for their bountiful farms, and Smaug for their feats of science and engineering. But as technology advanced, and the global economy became a thing, a new force began to rise up - the Corporations. Hailing from the neutral cities, these disenfranchised loser clans came together in new organizations, who've found a new way to get back at those who defeated their ancestors. By controlling trade and the flow of money, the Corporations began a process of economically enslaving or breaking the greater clans. The people were bombarded with media languishing the oppression, how they could be free of the rank of family by joining the merit of the company. The Patriarchs and Matriarchs picked up on this, and things were getting tense, as they too began to prepare for destroying the Corporations, either by breaking their monopolies or simply seizing their assets. Helion stood on the verge of a world war, to determine was stronger: Blood, or Money? Fortunately, that war never came to pass. Unfortunately, that's because something came knocking. Behold Armaros, The Angel of Undoing. From there, the Angel went all across the world, crushing corporate towns, burying Tatzl dens, burning Razikale colonies and collapsing Smaug mines. For forty days and forty nights, Armaros ravaged Helion, as the the dragons of Clans and Corporations alike fought and fell before the Angel's wrath. Many cowered in fear in their shelters, and those that still honored the old faiths prayed to the spirits of Otribru and Tiamat that someone would come and save them from this apocalypse. And indeed, someone came. Before he became the God-Emperor, he was called Enoch. He was was born in Dharsii, a brown Draka from an insignificant clan, toiling a menial job for some low level company. He did average in school, had few friends, little money, no paramours - indeed, the only thing significant about his life was how insignificant it was. But on the day when Armaros appeared above Dharsii, something clicked within him. Power he never knew he had came to the surface, and his true form manifested. His size doubled, his scales turned a bright gold, and the knowledge of the ancients echoed through his mind. He ascended up to the heavens, approached the multi-limbed Angel, and breathed a blast of cosmic and arcane fire upon the entity. Armaros, hit with what was akin to a slap to the face, staggered back, as if surprised that anyone could or would give resistance. The Angel glared through her X-shaped eye, and whether it was out of respect, cowardice or orders from a higher power left, letting her physical body dissolve into a lake of blood. The God-Emperor has yet to replicate the power surge of that day, but he hasn't needed to. Through TV and cameras and radio, the world saw him stand up to the Angel, and remembered the prophecy from ages ago. Their Messiah had arrived, and every Draka kneeled before their One True King. From that day, Enoch has been working tirelessly to unite the world into a single government, a single Empire. Emperor Enoch has ultimate authority over Helion, as his word is both Law and Holy Writ. However, he cannot be everywhere at all times, and thus kept the Clans and Corporations around, their leaders serving as advisers and his Court. Each Patriarch, Matriarch, CEO and Chairman serves as an intermediary, enacting the Will of the Emperor while bringing the Wishes and Concerns of the People back. The oceans are smaller, with a great band of desert along the equator, savannahs in the tropics, and vast humid rainforests in the temperate and polar regions. They orbit the star Otribru, alongside four other planets. Home of the Eva. Beslichi - a dry, rocky world further in the system. Yangai - A radioactive gas giant with the six moons: Azril, Dosti, Forcis, Reldas, Vorgaz, and the big one, Meris. Meris - A swampy moon that is constantly raining or snowing, depending on its orbit. Home of the Growth. Chu is a typical icy planet, with water and iron and nickel and not much else. Xi is a gas giant, on the small side, unimpressive. Di is volcanically active with many minerals, Da is mountainous and at the edge of the system, and Do has significant pockets of Eezo. Inhabited World — SP 2. There are mountain ranges and steppes and jungles, but 65% of the surface is a flood plain surrounding the three inland seas. Th
