To forge a living on Koobi IV, one must possess a sound body and perhaps an unsound mind. The people who have settled here—various spacefarers and transplants who prefer open space and unassuming campfire suppers—have learned to adapt to this planet in astounding ways, for it has a history of astounding violence. Once covered in rolling plains of yellow grass that danced in every wind, everything changed for Koobi IV when it suffered a very abrupt and pronounced tilt in axis, sending the planet into a wild departure from its sun and pitching it into an ice age that lasted an estimated one million years.

Needless to say, life could not sustain itself during this time, and the galaxy suffered the loss of a very intelligent rat species known for its gorgeous purple coat, among many other creatures. Over the course of several millennia, the planet fought to right its path, experiencing turbulent shifts in temperatures that were either extremely cold or extremely hot, ultimately resulting in the numerous volcanic and glacial areas you will find there. The planet did eventually right itself, and by a small miracle, it was rediscovered by a team of especially hardy Bothans.

A trip to the planet comes with a warning. Keep your exploration limited to what remains of the grasslands and forests, unless you are brave enough to venture into the desert. Although the curving dunes are technically habitable, the immigrants who have lived there for three hundred years are a rough bunch. Most of them own more firearms than teeth, and they are curious to try something other than sand-rat soup. Still, Koobi IV proves valuable to those willing to risk it all. Certain precious metals are formed from its volcanic rock, and in recent years, a conservationist group has made efforts to stimulate a burgeoning tauntaun reservation. Those beings not gifted with fur are advised to bring a heavy coat.