The Logical Eden?
If you've found yourself on Nu Logikus, you will encounter a population consisting of humans and remarkable, sentient automatons, which operate on a mixture of steam-power and clockwork gears. They co-exist in a very curious circumstance: where the humans are subservient to the machines. Curiously, the humans (developmentally comparable to our homo sapiens) seem quite content with their lot in this scenario. It is possible that this is because, despite initial appearances, humans and automatons maintain a rather complex, cooperative arrangement. The automatons, typically regardless their actual position, always have the final say in all circumstances, but they cooperate with a konsulatus of humans capable of determining guilt or innocence based upon an approximate standard of ethics. There are no finite or written laws, here, but one may petition the konsulatus for consideration regarding an issue and/or dispute that may have been oversighted by an automaton Enphorkir. Citizen-based cooperation with (and enforcement of) harmony is both encouraged and supported by the majority of the population.
Beneath the umbrella of the automaton government, a strict caste system has developed among the humans. The most exalted position, underneath the konsulatus, is as an instructor of human knowledge, the techir. Most courses of human instruction are something that the automatons were never able to grasp, and so great respect is bestowed to those who devote their lives to this purpose.
Next in the caste system are those whose professions are directly involved with the development and improvement of the automaton "species." These individuals (and/or their families) are either involved in the management of the harvest and trade of raw materials (which also affects the economy), or display an affinity for energy formatir and are able to (be trained to) further improve the quality of automaton sentience.
A trade family is labelled a Tradak, and the leader of this family is titled the Merkantir (neutral to gender).
A family of energy formatirum is labelled a Konvant, and the leader of this family is titled the Magir (neutral to gender).
Beneath the previous position is that of the doktir, which covers positions ranging from human therapy to the surgical installation of artificial, automatonic improvements.
Thereafter, the last position which garners any level of respect and dignity is that of the human kraphtir of new automatons. Automatons tend to prefer to designate themselves with this responsibility. However, a small population of humans are born with a great talent for taking complicated, mathematically-precise schematics, then converting them into remarkable, complex units merely awaiting the gift of sentience.
The remaining 60% of the native Nu Logikus population fall under the remaining category of "general servitude." Messengering, estate maintenance, food growth and/or harvest, and mining raw materials are examples of jobs considered "general servitude," though none of those professions account for the darker side of Nu Logikan, servant life.
Whether those consigned to this life receive decent treatment for their position, or not, depends entirely on the nature of their Mastir. Automatons are, by default, logical creatures. However, their sentience is directly derived only from humans, who, themselves, possess personalities/natures balancing somewhere between both logic and chaos. Logic then becomes a variable, and the echoed vestiges of an energy formatir's personality often affects this. Therefore, it is possible for an automaton to be ethical or cruel, and either is considered equally logical.
Note: occasionally, an automaton specimen has displayed a very rare, loose grasp of illogical/chaotic concepts and/or emotions. The automaton's position in its existence determines whether this is encouraged to persist, or if it requires the automaton to undergo a new formatir to replace its sentience. If the latter occurs, it does not typically bode well for the original energy formatir's fate.
The End (and Beginning) of the World, As They Knew It
The recent history of Nu Logikus began with a group of gifted doktirum, who wanted to create a set of sentient, skillful assistants. Human assistants in their field of expertise were, at that period of time, few and far between. A further-disheartening fact was that many of those few were then found lacking for specific traits, which complimented the expectations of a successful, respected doktir.
Quite rapidly, the doktirum succeeded in their experimental efforts, and even surpassed their own expectations. Though, their ingenuous, automatonic assistants would eventually come to understand that their position with the doktirum offered no room for further improvement, once they had excelled at the reason for their creation. Logically, they developed an emotion akin to dissatisfaction with each (and every) doktir Mastir in that group. The automatonic assistants had, during their servitude, recorded detailed journals notating various aspects that they wished to improve upon. However, the human doktirum were quite satisfied with the quality of their assistants, and so they saw no reason to implement any of those documented observations.
The automatonic assistants decided to remove their selves from their Mastirum, and pursue the research and implementation of the improvements they desired on their own terms. Soon enough, however, they encountered one particular obstacle that they could not overcome: recreating the sentience they were gifted with. So, they sought out their creators, and employed them to fill in the undesirable gaps preventing the successful execution of their ingenuity. It was the beginning of a marvelous, if initially backward, relationship.
Working together, automaton and human produced the next "generation," which were built to repair every flaw the first automatons had perceived in their selves. This next generation, proving to excel far beyond their "parent" automatons, then perceived their own flaws that they desired to improve upon. A great, unending chyklos had been set into perpetual motion.
As the orusum passed, there was one obstacle that remained persistent, regardless each new generation of automatons produced. They were never able to learn how to humanize their selves. Eventually, it was unanimously decided, among both automatons and humans, that a distinction would be for the betterment of both "species," and that the cooperation with - and employment of - the human species was a much preferrable medium to a relatively minor predicament.
Proportions of Mass, and Magnitude
About 60% of the Nu Logikus landmass has been developed into a incredible, expansive populous named Mena's Gasir. It cannot be called a city or metropolis (a relatively modern term), because there is no evidence of what an Earth-native would call modern (or futuristic). Instead, the entirety of this massive, civilized expanse bears distinct, architectural resemblances to Earth's Victorian era. To further affirm that this is not a metropolis, the only methods of transportation are by foot, bestia-operated carriage, a steam/clockwork-operated carriage, or by acquiring a tamed bestia capable of supporting a rider's weight.
It would take many calendar chyklos, gauged by the orbit of the largest of their three moons, Mena (the other moons are named Mensir and Lunik), to travel from one margin of Mena's Gasir to the other.
The remaining 40% of the Nu Logikus landmass is scattered with various settlements appearing more like they were borrowed from Earth's Old West era. These settlements rarely fall under the jurisdiction of automatonic Enphorkirum, though they still typically adhere to the same policies regarding automaton-human relations, and enforcing citizen harmony. Occasionally, though, one may find that humans and automatons interact on equal terms instead of master-servant, and - only in the most rural and smallest of settlements - one may encounter a human whose automaton still serves them, instead. If one is able to make the very long journey to visit such a settlement, they would likely find some of the most intricate and unique automatons of all.
Note: Tradir-children of Tradakum often participate in orus-long trade routes, which leave Mena's Gasir and periodically visit various settlements in a pre-designated order before returning to the populous. These tradirum are usually honorable about fairly dividing the settlements among each other.
Putting One's Face On...
The human citizenry of Nu Logikus dress in a style that an Earth-native might identify as a mix between Old West, Victorian and Renaissance eras. Higher-caste, male clothing might, for example, consist of a striking tunic and/or vest, or doublet, paired with breeches, stockings, and low-heeled, polished shoes. Females are often seen wearing the same clothing as men for day-to-day, common activities, for - unlike any of these eras on Earth - women are treated equally to men in all positions (whether for good, or ill). However, the higher-caste-positioned women will also indulge their selves in exquisitely-tailored, floor-length dresses (of a similar era-mix) for special occasions, dances, and other celebrations. Humans of either gender, who have found their lot to be in the lower castes, merely share the same, shoddy quality clothing, as they can afford nothing else: a (sometimes belted) tunic, breeches and (occasionally) low-quality boots made from tanned bestia skins.
Manipulative Development, and Current Limitations
Though every human native to Axiom can typically sense a variety of energies, and eventually master more than one formatir, a particularly curious trend has emerged among those who call Nu Logikus their home. Most of these Nu Logikirum seem to assign their selves to one of the four base elements, and then display a remarkable grasp for the mastery thereof. Sometimes, they can partially master other "beginning" level elements, but there is always a persistently-apparent skill difference. Nu Logikirum, whose families are Konvantum, are the only humans who can sense the libir formatir as well as their own, specific elemental affinity. Of them, maybe 30% will ever truly master it enough to learn how to instill an automaton with sentience. It would seem that the Nu Logikan population is completely unaware of any of the other forms of energy formatir.