War World - The War World Setting

The War World Setting

The War World series is set mostly on a single world, Haven. It is a marginally habitable moon of a supergiant planet called Cat's Eye, the fourth planet in the Byer's star system. Haven is synchronically tide-locked to its primary, giving it an 86 hour 43 minute long day-night cycle with respect to Byer's Star and a 131 hour 55 minute Dimday/night cycle with respect to Catseye. It has a thin but breatheable atmosphere; this, combined with its distance from Byer's star, make surface conditions on most of Haven very cold and dry, so much so that initial habitation is limited to a single large valley at the equator. Haven is originally settled by the Universal Church of New Harmony, but they are quickly joined by "involuntary colonists" (exiled criminals) from Earth, and later other exiles from the CoDominium. Following the defeat of the Saurons and the destruction of their homeworld by the forces of the Empire, a remnant of the Sauron forces occupy the planet as a last hidden refuge. Known HaBandari (The Band) clans are the fan Reenans, fan Gimbutas, fan Tellerman and fan Haller.

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