Seen from space, the planet is a mottled ball covered in vivid colors, with just under half the surface covered in oceans dotted with archipelagos and large islands a hundred or two miles wide at the most. There is only one continent, though it may as well be three, with a massive series of inland seas and channels almost severing it apart from three convenient land bridges joining the pieces together. Grassland, prairie, forest, mountains, jungles, deserts, and ice sheets cover the surface in appropriate places. A dozen shades of green and half as many colors of brown and grey speckle the surface, along with rarer instances of stranger colors - a dull purple, black, brownish-red, neon orange streaked through with blue. The biomes don't quite look natural. They're all roughly round, rectangular, or hexagonal, and about the same size to boot. The placements too don't always make sense. Weather patterns ought to dictate a mountain range between forested areas and deserts, but this is only usually the case.
And there are people down there. One is Chuso, a Dwellin. The ancient and long handed-down name for their species describes a race of vaguely canid humanoids. Sporting tails and covered in various shades colorful fur, with long snouts sometimes bearing tusk-like teeth, tough ridged horns that grow to considerable length, and a dog's nose, moving on digitigrade feet- Something like a cross between a fox or boar, and a goat or deer, walking on two legs.