The many aliens that inhabit the Tear - high orbit static base hanging with its silver sheen between the sky and the shattered moon - very rarely descent to the surface of Posterra. Mostly, because it’s a bureaucratic nightmare to get every possible permission they need from a few dozen different authorities, but also because surface of the ruined planet tends to be rather... delightfully hostile. Despite extremely advanced technologies some of the races that share the Tear scientific complex possess, none yet found anything that can stop the corrupting touch of Dreadwake or withheld the eldritch and impossible powers of thaumathurgy and the mystical arcane energies. It is, simply put, a dangerous prospect and most would be happy to never go there in person. Some though are self-appointed daring-do’s who will risk their life in pursue of knowledge - and for them fearless researchers there are always assigned military bodyguards, always decked out in many of the complex suits of armour that offers them distinct firepower and maniple of advantages in most peculiar habitats and combat situations.