==== Part of SivCorp's Role-playing series The Kingdoms. ==== Exiled from the avian society for his dangerously fanatical ideas, Admiral Yaldabaoth "Greenwing" Yteca finally arrives at planet good enough to make his home. Well, he's not exactly sure whether this planet is exactly livable, or has enough resources for his ambitions, but the long journey since his exile has finally taken a toll on his supplies and patience. Admiral Greenwing was once a very successful military leader, having won dozens of space battles, but once his daughter (a researcher called "Yalla Yteca" working in a secret project in an avian fringe world) was killed in an orbital bombardment by an Apex incursion fleet, his opinion of other races (which was never too amicable to begin with) started changing into hatred. "This sinkhole of a planet will have to do. At least for now. I have to set up a base as soon as possible to then start recruiting like-minded fellow Avians to my just cause." - he thought. No matter how many years pass, one can never forget a training such as the one for the avian military. Skilled in fighting (armed and unarmed), swimming, hunting, construction, blacksmithing, cooking and electronics and engineering basics, Greenwing knew exactly how to set a perimeter and rapidly cover the basic needs in a temporary base. It was a precautionary training taught to every spaceship crew member for in case their vessel crash-landed in a planet. "Heh! an irony it is that I never used this training in my military career, but am using now", he said to himself as he set the last plank in his provisory refuge. It had taken 3 days to finish repairing the ruins he was now using as his workshop and watch tower, and he'd still take another day or two to finish setting up some crops to keep him fed for a while and to dig a makeshift trench to keep the crops safe at the very least from wild animals. He had to concentrate in his work, though, and so he did. His days here were peaceful yet, but one is never too careful when living alone in an unknown planet as he was, so he raised a wall with a sentry tower above as the basic security measure of his base. He'd still have to make a bow and go hunting soon, for his preserved food stocks would run out soon, and aside from potatoes, the crops would still take a few days to grow, even with the turbo-fertilizer making kit he brought. One week has passed since he landed on this planet, and thanks to the turbo fertilizers, his plants were already growing and he could finally take the time to start hunting and recruiting more people for his cause. Having set this compound all by himself after just one week and finding himself still with energy and will to keep going, he realized he had yet much to live and to accomplish, and promised to himself and to the four winds that he was just beginning. He would still make his name known across the galaxy (again) and this time without the leash imposed by those bureaucratic and corrupt fools in the avian government. Level = Hamlet 1 inhabitant (Admiral Greenwing) 21 edible crops (8 non-perishable), 1 cloth source (cotton) No water storage yet No sanitation yet Tools available: Pickaxe, Hoe, Broom, Shovel, Hammer, Saw, Axe, Screwdriver, Turbo-Fertilizer kit, Shears.