Friday, 22 January 2016
Introducing The Final Society II
Gwen has camped alone in the Rockies reserve for six winter months.
While there, she made ash spears, an obsidian knife and a hide bag.
She will leave this gear at her campsite; two or three local species have hands and enough intelligence to use it.
The species include tough, fast breeding, feral humans and wild ghouloon packs.
Most bears hibernate but she killed and ate one.
When she says, "now," to her internal transducer, a wedge-shaped flying machine approaches, lands and opens its door.
Entering, she controls the internal temperature by voice and dons clothes, including a belt carrying an obsolete plasma gun and layer knife.
Gwen had carried the gun on the last human-hunts in North America, when they had used biobombs and kill-sweeps.
She has periodic DNA updates and combat biomods.
By voice, she renders most of the vehicle transparent, makes it lift, points it toward Reichart Station, specifies both speed and height and calls legate Tamirindus Rohm of the Technical Directorate.
A square of space shows the two hundred year old legate in zero G on the Kenia beanstalk with Earth, habitats, fabricators, a shuttle, an interplanetary craft and an interstellar colony ship under construction visible through her office window.
Tamarindus is reproducing but through a Rohm family brooder, not through an orthowomb; Rohmplace is on Mars.
The New Race are immortal and their population is declining.
Information can be downloaded into a transducer from the Web or, for security reasons, by couriered infoplaque.
On the plains of sparsely populated North America, there are wild horses, antelope, a million strong herd of bison and male centaurs killing a mammoth with arrows and lances while the females erect tents.
Flying above the centaurs, Gwen hears transducer news about:
wingflying in the domed Lunar craters;
a comet redirected into the atmosphere of the nearly terraformed Venus;
sailboats in a Martian ocean;
an interstellar probe that has found a habitable planet with an intelligent species;
The Bronze Age extrasolar natives will be domesticated in preference to breeding from frozen ova.
Gwen sees manor houses, dependencies and estates separated by wilderness, also smoke from a mountain, possibly caused by goblins - which make good game.
There are some manors in the Hudson valley but Long Island and Manhattan had never been resettled and therefore are free for Technical Directorate use.
In the Solar System, there are a hundred million of the New Race and a thousand million servus.
Apart from the single troubling matter of a master-slave system, it all sounds very impressive.