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Here is, finally, my completed faction sheet.


Greetings. This seems interesting indeed - I might be tempted to join, though wheher I effectively shall is yet to be determined.
I believe you mentioned that the setting's primary antagonists, the Golgotha, may be controlled by a player. In such a case, would they be free to determine the faction's species, culture, strategies and other such aspects, with only its history and present condition being pre-set?
@Klomster
My comment was mainly prompted by logistical concerns - given the size of the territory we are acting upon, the chances of a wandering agent spontaneously encountering a wasteland settlement would be comparatively slim (then again, probability could be nudged ever so slightly in the desired direction...). I figured it would be more plausible if the KR 112 were to perhaps be drawn, even "subconsciously", if you will, by some sort of trail or signal originating from someone's machinery, whether accidentally or not. As said, this was merely a thought of mine, quite possibly incorrect.
I suppose my entry was generally somewhat ambiguous due to being poorly worded (I blame haste and fatigue for this) - if no one were to have any more interesting suggestion to make, I would be most open to interacting with the KR 112, or, for that matter, anyone, at any point.
I hope this one is comprehensible enough, even though I presently am in an even less optimal state than when I wrote the previous one.
Excellent, excellent. I shall admit I am somewhat busy for the moment, which condition is indeed causing the delay on my sheet progress, but should return to posting readiness within the week. By the bye, @Sigma, could you add a not-overly-large field somewhere on the border between the Ashlands and the wastes to represent the Disciples' holdings?

As for @Klomster's introduction, I suppose I shall leave it to those better qualified - that is, more concerned with technology in the setting, and perhaps in a more central position - to decide, though I would not be opposed if our factions eventually came into contact. As far as I am concerned, any option is acceptable.
Just as he was beginning to grow assured that he would not have to move further than a few more steps forward, Old N saw his fellow-distractions charge forward as rapidly as their limbs, abnormally large or not, would allow. Was that what had actually been agreed upon? The crustacean being was fairly confident it was not; then again, he had barely been paying any attention while the battle-plan was being discussed. Chittering to himself in mild annoyance, he hastily finished swallowing his mushroom's cap, and prepared to advance upon the enemy. Ahead of him, the knight and the burly Cambion who fancied himself some sort of monarch had breached the facility and, judging by the cacophony pouring out from the door, were already at work; meanwhile, the masked drunkard was apparently intentioned to transform his body, or at least a part of it, into a pyrotechnic show. Seeing as he was raising, well, Hell (that was his goal, after all) loudly enough to render any contribution Old N could possibly make thoroughly useless, the latter saw no choice but to invade the prison as well if he was to be in a position to claim any credit for an eventual success once this was over.

Reluctantly lifting himself from his naturally half-crouching posture, Old N raised his pincers, one of which was still holding the unfinished mushroom stalk in the purely cosmetic guise of a mace, and, spreading them in a manner resembling the arms of a misshapen letter Y, charged onward - which, in his case, amounted to a moderate trot. As he moved, he began to snap his mandibles together, producing a seemingly low, yet continuous and greatly irritating sound which somehow grew audible amidst the general chaos. In spite of his best efforts, most of which were, it bears mentioning, simulated, it was unlikely the crab-like demon would have been able to reach the prison hallway before his companions encountered any resistance; however, once they did, he could probably appear as though he were rescuing them at a critical moment, and might perhaps later be able to claim that it was owing to his timely intervention that the operation succeeded.
...I truly should hasten somewhat with my own sheet, should I? Depending on how matters progress, it ought to be ready some time next (or this, by this point) week.

By any means, considering the quantity of sufficiently advanced weaponry about, I might as well leave free rein to my imagination where the cult's tamed creatures are concerned - if only to give it some realistic chance of survival.
Here is a beginning; obviously, to be expanded upon later.


@FoxFire
I trust not. I conceive my cult as mostly sedentary, with virtually all of its population, save for outriders, sentries and surface hunters, spending the greatest part of their lives in the caverns, and scarcely ever emerging into the light of day. Besides, given the harsh territories they inhabit and the fact many of their handlers are non-mammalian aliens, I doubt whether any of their beasts shall be warm-blooded - which, I suppose, could complement their somewhat hive-like society well enough.
Ah, I suppose I might as well bring my monstrous swarms here, after all. What would you say of a tribalistically theocratic community, ruled by the highest echelons of an alien cult, which dwells in a maze of subterranean caverns and is adept at domesticating the various local more or less hideous creatures?
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