Once heir to a thousands-year Empire on a Core planet, you were to become God-Ruler of your world. But there was a betrayal. The Empires enemies attacked on the eve of your coronation.
Your everpresent servants whisked you away into a cryopod.
The bloodthirsty mobs burned the palace as you fled.
Your pods shot off blindly into space.
Your faction will be a New Arrivals.
Start with 3 people, chosen from 6.
Your people will be between 19 and 26 years old.
Start with:
-Silver x500
-Bolt-action rifle
-Revolver
-Plasteel knife
-Packaged survival meal x50
-Medicine x30
-Component x30
-Wood x300
-Steel x1000
-Steel flak helmet
-Flak vest
-Flak pants
-Steel stellic crown
Start near:
-Ship chunk x3
