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“Workers of the galaxy, unite!” -Premier Palis, 2304

An individual Nariac - the idea is alien, bordering upon the absurd. Just as the Domain rewards each of its worker-citizens with a livelihood, employment, and a place to live, the Nariac contribute their skills and hard labor for the betterment of the whole. The Domain legally owns all material goods, individual citizens only register use of objects, land, and other possessions. Cybertechnology prevents any organized disruption of the Domain. Of course, most Nariac understand the necessity for such precautions: Humanity is filled with those who wish to harm the Domain. Nariacs understand that once the galaxy is united, the true utopia will issue forth. For this reason, Nariacs travel far from home andfamily and the comfortable order, to risk their lives to educate the workers of the galaxy.

If you believe in equality among sentients throughout the universe and are hopped up on some pretty awesome cybertech, then you might be a Nariac.

• Population: 636 Billion Sentients
• Founding Year: 2267
• GW2 Alliance: Expansion Pentad
• Capital World: Naria
• Dominant Faith: Religion is a practice ridiculed and nearly nonexistent.
• Notable Locations: Efforts centered on securing the rights to the moons of Pox, a gas giant in the StarMech-controlled Tendril system in the Verge.

When a band of rugged colonists landed on the harsh world of Naria, they had no choice but to unite for survival. What evolved was a slowly expanding community built around equal division of labor. For the longest time the Nariacs thrived without any form of governing body. No sentient was counted above the rest. Each performed their labors of the whole, and each got their equal share. This started as a need to survive but as the influence grew larger, it became an ideology. All Nariacs firmly believe true equality to be the secret to peace and prosperity. Once all is in a union, a utopia can then flourish. Personal property and ownership are a thing of the past. All belongs to the community. Competition, independent corporations, and private enterprises remain forbidden throughout Nariac reaches.

Due to the homeworld of Naria being metal rich and the very strong work ethic of Nariacs, they found a formidable strength during the galactic wars, especially among their allies. Rigorous educational testing places each Nariac in a field suited to his or her ability, even military. Young Nariacs serve a term obediently and they get to keep their military grade cybernetics. The domain has encouraged the development of cybertechnology, and it has grown to an art form. It was adopted originally to help aid labor and has since grown to a dependency and completely acceptable practice. It's also the domain's solution in keeping order. Implants monitor the activity of Nariac citizen-workers and only a few refugees are without the implants. This helps prevent any organized disruption of the domain, but this invasive presense, and utter lack of privacy, is something that even the Nariacs sometimes have difficulty dealing with.

An individual Nariac, the idea is alien, bordering on the absurd. To describe a Nariac is to describe a member of a thriving community. Each worker-citizen is rewarded with a livelihood, employment, and place to live. The Nariacs contribute their skills and hard labor for the betterment of the whole. In a community where there is no individual property, greed becomes pointless. They believe they have found the perfect system for the betterment of life. Workers of the galaxy, unite!

Cybersurgeon

Elsewhere in the galaxy you have a unique and special skill, but within the Domain it is standard practice for any doctor. Cybersurgery is its own medical study. Knowing the intricacies of making the biological body and mechanical components work together can be challenging. But for you, it's a day in the office. Servicing and installing parts for the many Nariac citizens during your time as a worker-citizen has honed your skills to a rote. The more remote Verge worlds could have use of a talented cybersurgeon such as yourself.

Ex-Military

You served your term, you got the great military grade cybertech, but now the community is calling you back into the fold as an equal worker-citizen. Not comfortable with that, and with a love of battle you gained from GW2, you left the Domain. You may have even found a technician who could deactivate your tracking device. You now seek employment as a mercenary in the Verge, where the Domain and its allies cannot reach.