Akiton is a harsh world. With only a thin layer of breathable atmosphere to support life and keep the planet insulated, it is mostly cold desert, the planet’s red colour stemming from the vast plains of iron-rich sand and stone that cover much of its surface. Once, in its geological youth, Akiton played host to great seas rich with life and nutrients, yet these have long since evaporated, run deep underground, or condensed into the thick ice caps at either pole. In their wake, they left only dusty mountains and dead sea-bottoms, with strange plateaus and weirdly organic rock formations rising from the drifting sands. In places, the sides of knife-edged canyons reveal layers of sediment containing the strange skeletons of colossal creatures from a lost era, their bones crafted into ornaments and weapons by savage desert tribes who still tell stories of a time when the land was rife with seas and monsters, racial memories of an epoch before the planet’s slow decline.