Back in those golden days, Serendipity was allies with a neighboring country that is now known as Aedolis. But back then Aedolis was called Adela, and while bitter enemies today, back then there couldn’t have been stronger allies. Adela always was the stronger of the two with a military force to be reckoned with, and when one kingdom fell between a rock and a hard place, the other was always close by to lift them out of the crevice. There were tense spots here and there where their relationship was shaky at best, when differing viewpoints and basic personality differences (Adela’s more aggressive nature versus Serendipity’s complacent one) made them less than willing to tolerate each other, but in the end they depended too much on each other when it came to matters of commerce and basic protection.

But the times change, and with them so do the people.

As the centuries passed and technology advanced, Serendipity (now Seruna) began to fall behind and its relationship with Adela (now Aedolis) began to seriously fracture. While the neighboring countries began to take more of an interest in technology and science, Serendipity’s people proved to be a bit too comfortably set in their ways. Why invest in technology when magic could do just as much, if not more?

In the end, they had no choice but to look to technology simply to survive.

Serendipity and Adela, now Seruna and Aedolis, split apart. As Aedolis’ military grew, as their technology advanced…well, as they say, too much power too fast corrupts, and it didn’t help that they were already known as an aggressive force. They became greedy and began to use their new power to attack neighboring countries and settlements, to gain more land and influence. Seruna and a country called Edanith were able to hold out against them, but it wasn’t just Aedolis’ military that was the problem.

With all its experiments, with all its testing, with all its nightmarish weapons, with all its building and expanding, Aedolis wasn’t just destroying those people it attacked.

It was killing the Earth.

Dumping toxic, radioactive byproducts into the oceans, cutting down forests to make way for its elaborate cities, draining the Earth of its natural resources to keep up with an ever expanding population, over time the once green Earth began to look like a wasteland. Even if Seruna could hold out against Aedolis’ attacks, the country was using up resources that they also needed to survive, and Seruna began to weaken.

If they stayed any longer, they would be destroyed and absorbed into Aedolis’ ever-growing empire.

Seruna chose to leave.

Some stubborn people stayed, of course, and they were either killed in the various wars or by the harsh elements themselves—or they assimilated into the corrupt Aedolis.

Those that left escaped Earth completely to go live out on a series of space stations that Seruna had constructed, some of them built ages ago and used for observational purposes, but now nearly all of them have been converted to serve as refugee camps for the displaced Serunans.

Today, they orbit the solar system, always in search of a new home—and ever sympathetic to those still suffering on Earth.

The Libra orbits far out into the galaxy and tends to hang out around Saturn, which has its benefits in that it’s far out of the way of the warring Earth and Mars and also a safe distance from the asteroid belt. However, on the downside, it’s also in a remote location and vulnerable to attack, and while the station is built to move, it is not nearly as swift as some other vessels. To make up for what it may lack in speed, the station is fortified with top of the line defensive shields and armed with state of the art weaponry and an on-board military unit trained to fight by ground and in space aboard fighter craft. The Libra is built for defense and can surely hold its own against an aggressor.

The station is comprised of a bridge, accessible only by the crew, from where the station is piloted. Security is tight; forget card keys, the Libra implements fingerprint and retina scans to identify those wishing to access the bridge. With so many people on board, there’s a lot at stake and a lot to keep safe. Ultimately, it is the captain who is in charge of the station; he or she has the final say in all affairs and one could say he or she is the leader of the station.

The rest of the station is made up of the Base Block—those decks where the day-to-day activities take place, like eating, sleeping, researching, working, and socializing—and the Training Facilities, where crew and soldiers are trained and children are schooled (which also keeps them out of the adults’ way and opens up more jobs to people by providing teaching positions).

The last two areas are the docking stations, where personal spacecraft, military spacecraft, and emergency spacecraft is stored and where guests can dock. Finally there’s the brig, the Libra’s prison. If you get too unruly or pose a threat to the other inhabitants in any way, you may be sent down there for a time out at best or to be held there until they can figure out what should be done with you at worst.

The Cancer is the sort of shady place that people head to when they want to take care of business and not have to deal with people asking questions and sticking their nose in their business. A huge trade and business hub, it attracts all manner of people, from space pirates and thieves to your average pilot just passing through and needing a place to rest, load up on supplies, or even search out a good crew. It’s a busy and bustling station filled with bars, shopping and trading centers, and good entertainment.

Also unlike the Libra, the Cancer is not a refugee station and, as such, while it does provide temporary room and board it does not offer permanent residency. It’s a stop and go center and the only people who actually live there are the captain and crew, though there are those regulars who might as well live there, too.

Known for the unruly types it attracts, the Cancer is not above poking its nose where it maybe doesn’t belong, and it certainly is not responsible for those visitors who might leave the station—only to go out and harass a passing ship. However, the Cancer is not quite as unorganized as it might seem. It keeps in close contact with the other space stations and aids here and there where it can in missions that are both disruptive to Aedolis and Edanith and beneficial to the oppressed citizens of Earth and Mars. Basically, if it can cause those places grief, it’s all for it!

Similarly, on the vein that it is not actually an unorganized station, the Cancer does have an order of sorts—it is made up of a council, the head of which is the captain of the ship, and the other members of which are chosen by the captain his or herself. Rumor has it that the council members aren’t always picked based off their merits, not with so many shady characters who aren’t above bribery, brown-nosing, and extortion.

The Cancer is comprised of three main districts: the Gold District, Red District, and Blue District. The Gold District is more restricted, the place where the bridge and armory are located, as well as some closed off rooms that are accessible only to those who have the right connections. It’s the sort of area where rebels meet to plan their confidential (and dangerous) missions.

The Red District is the business district, where there are areas for shopping, trading, and just hanging out, getting a bite to eat, and throwing back a few drinks. It’s the perfect place to socialize and look for crew members.

The Blue District is where all the crucial stuff is: the sick bay, docking station, and even some places that provide room and board.