Editing The Narakan Corps (section)

==Homeworld==
The Corps are drawn from the planet Naraka, a virulent death world mired by toxins and filth. Hiver gangs lurk around every shadow, and death awaits the unwary. For centuries, the harsh chemicals have filtered into the Narakan bloodline, to the point which only the deadliest poison affects them. Formed on the backs of unrepentant criminals, Naraka epitomizes the Imperial doctrine of life without worth. 

Naraka is one of the more hostile worlds known to the Imperium of Man. In the great irradiated glass deserts where plasma fusion cores went critical roving troupes of rogue machines patrol for any sign of life to expunge. The jungles of what's left of Naraka's mutated flora grow among shattered towers of rockcrete and monstrous predators patrol the shadows, bioweapons escaped from the wreckage of ancient labs and further twisted by constant exposure to toxic mutagens, stalk any unwary enough to become lost. Lakes and rivers made up of manner of all toxic chemicals flow from broken contaminant facilities underground and automated factories, cycling their last directives for eternity with no heed for their completely failed safety systems. The remains of vast continent spanning cities dominate the planet however, jagged landscapes made seemingly of all the failures of humanity stretch to the horizon. The towers stretch dizzily high into the air and from their tops the rubble of the "ground' below is shrouded in a dirty haze. Below almost all this are the nigh infinite labyrinth of former service tunnels, transport systems, and a tangled web of industrial pipes or conduits. This fetid underworld harbor some of the worst imaginable horrors; swarms of half finished clones slowly slouch down deserted walkways, ready to destroy and collect any organic material they find; packs of maddened subhuman creatures whoop and shriek as they lope among twisted piping slavering for human flesh; and malfunctioning service machines attempt to "fix" anyone who crosses their path with their panoply of industrial tools, almost certainly by force. All these horrors inhabit Naraka and more, including the planets own weather. Precipitation may take the form of virulent acid, black radioactive rain, and even flammable hydrocarbons on any given day all while vicious winds that rend flesh from bone howl for days through empty city streets.

The peoples of Naraka are no less savage, mutated, and vicious than the world they live on. Made up of hundreds of warring clans, gangs, and tribes originally born from the convict work gangs sent in desperate clean up attempts after the planet's collapse. These first "settlers" landed early enough on that they could adapt a least a little to the planet's rapidly decaying nature. Hundreds of years of work gangs arrived and had managed to get a foothold on the planet when the first refugees from the collapsing systems associated with it began to arrive. They were greeted with open shackles by the now Native Narakans in many cases but also were sometimes able to either integrate or live on their own. In any case the Narakan people globally carry their ganger and criminal heritage with them in their brutal way of war and strange customs of dress.