Neisis knows:

Four social classes
Hunters: Protect the people from the native wildlife...pretty simple.
Scientists: Seem to run half of everything and the other half is there to support  them. Run 
the cloning facilities, weapon research, gene projects and everything else that makes life on 
[planet needs name] livable.
Civilians: Everybody else- farmers, traders, artists, businessmen/women, etc. They're nice 
people...and wouldn't last five seconds by themselves.
Army: She isn't sure...They're there to  protect the people from the other people?

History of World (As far as she knows):
 A long long time ago her people were running from something, might have been a natural 
disaster like the one befalling her ex-home. They had starships, and weak magic, and by 
combining the two they could achieve FTL, but at the cost of many of the magic users lives. 
So they stopped at the first habitable world they came across, unfortunately the native 
wildlife proved to be very large, mean tempered,  and rather quick to recover their numbers. 
In order to survive they gave the job of defending the settlements to the best fighters they 
had, and they became known as the hunters. As time passed the scientists came up with new 
and better weapons for the hunters to use, allowing the human population to spread. The 
biggest breakthrough came with the first androids, although the first generations were 
unable to think for themselves they proved to be most deadly when controlled by a skilled 
operator. Over the years they've been improved to the point of sentience, unfortunately they 
cannot use magic. Despite all this hard work, most of the planet remained  inhospitable. 
About a hundred and fifty years before Neisis's time, a group of researchers made a horrible 
discovery, of the planets moons was degrading in orbit...or in simple terms...falling in, and 
they only had a few hundred years left. Their first plan was to use their ancestors 
knowledge of space flight to move the moon back where it belonged, but it soon became 
apparent that the resources needed for such an action would leave the planet just as barren 
and lifeless as letting the moon hit would have. So a second plan was devised...sacrifice the 
planet to build ships and save the people. It was going to die anyway. The scientists were 
given free reign,  and there are rumors of all sorts of atrocious things that some of them did 
with their research. One of the problems they were tackling was the necessity of magic in 
spaceflight, and the deaths recorded in the histories. So they started to work on human 
genetics, to make stronger magic users...and that was the beginning of the newmen. Despite 
the passage of a hundred years and hundreds of lives the  newmen are still genetically 
unstable and are prone to seemingly spontaneously die as the bonds holding their 
chromosomes together fail. On the other hand, they are on average much more powerful at 
magic then the normal humans.

Family history:
Her father was a trader who worked bringing the products of one settlement to another, 
while her mother was newman hunter he originally hired to safeguard his transports. He 
slowly fell in love with her and her defiant spirit, and thought he could handle the fact that 
she could die at any second. Three years after their daughter Neisis was born, the ship that 
was to take them to their new home was launched. Four years into the journey, Neisis's 
mother woke up in the middle of the night, whispered to her husband that she  loved 
him...and died. When the scientists preformed her autopsy they found that her heart had 
simply disintegrated. She left her seven year old daughter her weapon, a music box, her 
optimistic fatalism about life.... and a father who could barely stand to look at her without  
bursting into tears at what he knew he would also loose.


TEH TRUF!
 Her ancestors werenÕt fleeing a natural disaster, but an invading force that took over their 
worlds and enslaved their people. And they didn't come to the world to settle it, but to raise 
an army they could use to retake their original homes. The army is in fact the true power 
there and they control the scientists. The reason that the natives were never pacified 
genetically was that army needed them to hone the hunters against, and they had been 
slowly making the hunters and the beasts more powerful. The cause of the sudden exodos  
and hastening of their plans was not the eminent falling of the moon, but the interception of 
probe that seemed to come from their old foe. They couldn't find anything that seemed to be 
a FTL communication device, so they had the time it would take for it's message to travel the 
distance back to their old worlds. They hastened their plans to have the newmen ready for 
battle, no matter what the consequences. The colony ships...are battle ship