Splitting the Deck - The Burrowers

So we've custom made a setting for this session, and we did a session zero to talk about all of the different things that we want to include.

And in particular, any animal phobias, that's a big one for this particular system.

Everyone, I think, is pretty chill with pretty animals.

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Yeah, we are basing this on a, we call it a generational starship, right? It's flying through space and the humans on board who once ran this thing have mysteriously died off and several generations have passed and your creatures have kind of evolved from whatever the humans were doing with animals on this spaceship all those years back.

And so it's been maybe decades since the original incident that wiped out the humans occurred.

And you all have formed your own little clans and villages amongst your various spaces on the spacecraft.

You have a nice quaint little village, maybe in like the horticultural section of the spaceship that is now completely wild and overgrown, somehow has been sustained all these decades since the humans experienced their own cataclysm.

but you've been left largely unharmed and you've got your little village led currently by your elder the I should practice saying the animal names when we make these up.

It's a chameleon quokka.

Is that how you pronounce that? Quokka? Bumblebee.

So a quokkamelebee.

Yes.

Quokkamelebee.

That is your village elder.

And there is a generational story passed down that every cycle...

Because they don't have years.

It's not orbiting a sun or anything like that.

So... every cycle which is some indeterminate length of time there's a calling from within the bowels of this land that you will just kind of accept as being your world because you've never seen anything other than this spaceship this is just your world Every cycle, there is a calling for a group of people, people, a group of creatures to attend to the needs of your world and provide a sacrifice is probably the wrong word.

but to write a tribute to the gods, or whatever you decide to refer to them as, to sustain the ship.

And this is often preceded by a general heating up of your environment.

So you can kind of sense it coming, you can feel it coming, and the Crocomile Bee kind of gathers everyone in the special mystic area of your village, to hold a ceremony where the creatures are selected who will go on this pilgrimage to provide tribute to a human or someone that knows of this sort of thing it's essentially a gigantic air vent exhaust pipe kind of thing and each of the creatures that are of age stand in this area and the crocomere levy addresses everyone

Well, the time has come where we

will select from the population who will be the ones to take on this arduous journey and ascend to the heavens with this great tribute.