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Corellia

Astronavigation Data: Corellian system,
Corellian Sector, Core region
Orbital Metrics: 329 days per year / 25.
hours per day
Government: republic
Population: 3 billion (Humans 60%, Drall
20%, Selonians 20%)
Languages: Basic

Terrain: forests, hills, plains

Major Cities: Coronet (capital),

Kor Vella, Tyrena

Areas of Interest: Treasure Ship Row, Corona

House, The Gold Beaches, Selonian tunnels

Major Exports: starships, alcohol, consumables

Major Imports: weaponry, raw materials, luxury

goods

Trade Routes: Corellian Trade Spine, Corellian Run

Special Conditions: none

Background: When it comes to starships. buyers

can rely on three rules: if you want quality, trust the

starshipwrights of Fondor; if you want to impress, buy

Kuati; if you need speed, go Corellian. Thrust, accel-

eration, and hyperspace velocity are the major design

concerns of any Corellian shipbuilder, from the mom-

and-pop outfits who customize light freighters, to the

galactic renowned Corellian Engineering Corporation.

Speed is not just a feature of Corellian engines, it's

also in every Corellian's genes. They are people who

are always on the move; whether it be jetting off to a

remote star system without warning or letting their wee

ones take joyrides on swoops. Corellians are renowned

throughout the galaxy as having "rocket fuel for blood."

However, theirs is a restlessness without malice; a Corel-

lian's heart is his true engine, passion his accelerant.

This propensity to act before thinking has jump-started

the career of billions of Corellian smugglers and scouts,

and has also made many Corellians such as Solo and

Antilles household names.

Some popular sociologists claim that Corellian bold-

ness stems from their origins as an orphan race of hu-

mans, since no archaeological trace of a pre-industrial,

primitive culture has been found on the planet. That,

plus the fact that Corellia's system sports five habitable

planets (Corellia, Drall, Selonia, Talus, and Tralus), and

an ancient, massive space station called Centerpoint,

lends an air of mystery and romance to Corellia.

With its history of starhoppers, spaceship engineers,

and two-bit smugglers, one may expect that the planet

Corellia is itself a junkyard of burnt-out engines and

non-recyclable conduit housing. This could not be fur-

ther from the truth. Corellia is a lush world of forests and

farmlands, ice-capped mountains and golden beaches.

Its capital, Coronet, is a bustling, lively city, with all the

amenities of any metropolis in the galaxy and the kinds

of bars and brothels you can find on Nar Shaddaa.

Corellians love to mix their spiced ale with a good fist-

fight, then go home to sleep it off in a comfortable bed,

so as to be ready for another round the next day.

Corellia's independence was at a nadir when the

Republic fell. Palpatine had no patience for Corellian

intransigence and swiftly turned the system's ruler,

the Diktat, into a puppet of an Imperial Moff. Unlike

Fondor, however, the Empire has not been able to

completely nationalize Corellia's shipyards and engi-

neering corps.

EARNING YOUR BLODDSTRIPES

T

he most prestigious of Corellia's national

prizes are "bloodstripes," yellow or red piping

stitched down the trouser legs. Corellia's govern-

ment and military award them for heroic displays

of bravery, done with the knowledge that such

action requires great sacrifice. For a people who

prefer to shoot first and ask questions later, mo-

ments of deliberation are valued highly.