Publisher: Original Frontiers
They arrived bearing the same charter, the same promises, the same immaculate seals of authority. And yet from the moment their first foundations were laid, the ground itself seemed to recognize the lie. Two colonies, born of the same Pact mandate, stand opposed not by ideology alone, but by interpretation. Each claims legitimacy through doctrine, each cites divergent clauses, revisions, and precedents buried deep within sanctioned archives. What was meant to be a model of orderly expansion has instead become a quiet contest of wills, fought through logistics, ritualized governance, and the slow weaponization of survival itself. At first, the conflict is civil. Trade convoys are delayed. Resource claims overlap “by mistake.” Requests for arbitra…
Publisher: Original Frontiers
They arrived bearing the same charter, the same promises, the same immaculate seals of authority. And yet from the moment their first foundations were laid, the ground itself seemed to recognize the lie. Two colonies, born of the same Pact mandate, stand opposed not by ideology alone, but by interpretation. Each claims legitimacy through doctrine, each cites divergent clauses, revisions, and precedents buried deep within sanctioned archives. What was meant to be a model of orderly expansion has instead become a quiet contest of wills, fought through logistics, ritualized governance, and the slow weaponization of survival itself. At first, the conflict is civil. Trade convoys are delayed. Resource claims overlap “by mistake.” Requests for arbitration vanish into bureaucratic silence. Security patrols begin to mirror one another’s movements too closely. Flags are raised not in defiance, but in reassurance—symbols meant to calm settlers while signaling dominance to rivals who know exactly how to read them. Then the disappearances begin. Engineers vanish between shifts. Surveyors are found dead in places no one admits to controlling. Old defensive protocols, never meant to be activated, hum faintly back to life. Each colony denies responsibility, each accuses the other of provocation, and both continue building—walls, fleets, narratives. The most dangerous element is not the weaponry, nor the terrain, nor even the shadowy figures now moving between the settlements. It is certainty. Each side knows it is right. Each believes history will vindicate it. And so compromise becomes heresy, restraint becomes weakness, and escalation feels inevitable. You are drawn into this tightening spiral, whether as envoy, enforcer, saboteur, or opportunist. Every action will tip a balance already strained. Aid one side too openly and you invite annihilation from the other. Play both sides and risk being exposed by forces far less patient than you. Remain neutral, and you may discover that neutrality is simply another name for irrelevance. Beyond the immediate struggle, distant observers are already taking note. This conflict will not remain contained. It will be studied, copied, exploited. What happens here will echo outward, shaping future expansion not through law, but through precedent written in blood and ash. This is not a war yet. But it is no longer peace.
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In this Solo Adventure you assume the role of an adventurer in the shadow-stained expanse of the Known Galaxy. You will require the Haven Fallen Core Rulebook (CRB) and any associated Expansions you wish to use. The world responds to you—your interpretations, your fears, your ambitions—and you will act as both Character and Storyteller. The Actions you take should depend on who and what you meet, what horrors cross your path, and how you choose to engage with them. Record the outcomes. Evolve the world. Allow rumours, consequences, and scars to reappear later. As you progress, you will become your own Storyteller, shaping a living cosmos that remembers what you do. The outcome of Actions in Haven Fallen is determined by: