The Onderon Cell
"The Rise of Leo"-Forword
This is the Foreword for the up and coming “The Rise of Leo” short story I am working on, as a character background and back story for our campaign.
The Shipyards of Talus span miles. The need for intergalactic travel demands operations run year-round, day and night. Second only to Corellia, all of the major star ship building companies maintain facilities here. The massive star ports supporting them never quiet, and endless stream of cargo freighters and transport ships line the skies. Construction docks, repair docks, planning offices, living quarters and droid facilities, all add up to a small city for each corporation. Despite their common needs, in fact mostly because of them, a bitter rivalry had built up over the years. As plans and prototypes found their way into competitor’s hands, security has tightened to the point of corporate tribalism. No one from a rival corporation is allowed near the shipyards of their competitor. The use of droids who care little for the quality of their work environment, and demand little in upkeep are ubiquitous.
Millions of droids from every corner of the galaxy are shipped to Talus to maintain a workforce for the ever increasing needs of the shipyards. Construction droids for the physical building of the ships are only a small part of the system. Deep below the surface, each shipyard hosts a hive of droids that maintain the building sized power generators, component factories, fields of cabling, cooling pipes, and countless other systems required to build the massive star ships above.
Many are simply installed and forgotten, left to run their daily program of repetitive actions and system checks. A few travel in loops, checking on the general health of the system, like anti-bodies in an organic bloodstream. Even fewer still are given powers of decision, in the event something is needed to be done quickly without human supervision.
In the rare case a human is needed, their trips to the depths are brief and focused. Indeed, if any were to take the time to scrutinize their surroundings as they travel through, they would see little more than a tiny fraction of the hive.
An underground city built by machines, in an area only machines could survive for long periods of time, it seems only natural the droids started to call it home.