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A goober.
Born ''Salaün Koulourdr'' on a dreary, ever-blizzardy world named Arvor-nevez, a planet located in a star system with a few other ''habitable'' worlds all belonging to the Annwfn Mining Company. An awful place to live, like every corporate-run worlds that were out there in the old Accord. Having been established roughly a century prior in the far-away fringes of space (so much so that a good 100years later and it was still on the frontier), the Annwfn Mining Co. paid generous tribute to the central government through mineral riches, and in exchange was allowed to run the system as its own little country, in quasi-full autarky and with little to no contact with the world outside its system.
TO-DO: pre-compact years, ffini descend upon arvor nevez
May arrived on the Zamioculcas in late February of 2556, after her frozen rock was wholly evacuated due to the sheer unsanitary, unsafe conditions its cities were. She had the option to either go to the nearest planet while her homeworld gets rebuilt by affini vines, or to embark onto one of the not-so-many vessels skulking around in the space boonies. The planet next door, she never liked those folks.
to do: write the next paragraph ig anyway look at these cool commissions