Cheese covered Planet has attracted a large population of Flesh 7, a "race" of cyborgs who consider the odd cheese-like soil of the planet a delicacy.
The governing body of Cheese Covered Planet is the Cheese Covered Planet Cheese Syndicate, hereafter known as the CCPCS. Their primary objective is protecting the massive profits they make exporting cheese to Flesh 7 settlements around the Galaxy, so it’s a little strange that they are the closest thing the Flesh 7 have to a racial government. As cyborgs, Flesh 7 don't need to eat to live, but they consider the pleasures of the Flesh important to their mental well-being. If they don't take joy in their organic parts, they might as well be robots.
The CCPCS ruthlessly protects their business interests
The Black Cheese Club is either a parasitic criminal organization, or a deniable subsidiary of the CCPCS, depending on who you ask. Many law enforcement agents across the galaxy are loathe to talk about it, if only because they feel stupid discussing a powerful cheese smuggling operation. The black Cheese Club deals in cheeses that have properties so strange and dangerous, the CCPCS refuses to acknowledge their existence.
The dominant flora are the milk trees, so named because of the creamy sap they leak during weeping season. This goo pools on the forest floor, where it nurtures a complex community of biota. The resulting "cheese" is more like loam than any human foodstuff, but Flesh 7 love the ecological diversity and the mineral content.
Much of the dry land on Cheese Covered Planet is taken up by cheese farms. Carefully managed forests of cheese trees surround small farming communities. This idyllic landscape is more dangerous than it seems though. At night, large mole-like predators emerge from the cheese and hunt anything that smells edible. These "cheese moles" are vital for the microbial ecosystem that makes the cheese, so they are allowed free range. Every community has a "mole-watch" system, of some design or another. Occasionally there are holes in the surveillance.
Along the coasts, you can find salt water cheese marshes, large flat expanses where reed-like milk tree flourish. Salt cheese is an acquired taste among the Flesh 7, due to its high salt content and sea shells. Still, there is enough of a market for it that cheese harvesters will brave the monster infested coast. There is a semi-aquatic relative of the cheese mole that is both fast and clever. Sea moles are found of traps and ambushes. Attempts at communication have so far proven futile.
The two largest settlements are built on and under the crashed alien space ships. The area around the ships are the oldest cheese forests, and home to some of the rarest cheeses. Information control around these cities are tight, as the CCPCS has many secrets it wishes to protect, chief of which are the presence of dangerous cheese creatures. Resembling a living hunk of molten cheese, these ooze -like super-organisms are colonies of remarkable biota, similar but more advanced than the ones that make the ordinary cheese. They periodically squeeze out of vents in the spaceships, and go own to wreak havoc in the city before they are contained. The entrances to the ships are heavily guarded . There are rumors that groups of outsiders are sometimes permitted inside, but even the name of the department that authorizes such trips is classified. In unassailable criminal logic, there must be something really valuable inside if they go to such great lengths to keep people out.
The CCPCS is found of hiring mercenaries to handle system security. Currently, Dame Alg of the Order of the Silent Sun has the job.
The two crashed craft on the planet's surface could possibly be bastard in origin; they share some surface level design sensibilities, though they could just as easily be successor bastards, from the period immediately after the disappearance of the original bastards. Roughly spherical with a "skirt" around their equators, they resemble old fashioned flying saucers. One of the ships is stuck into the ground at an angle, creating an overhang in which Shadowed City is built. The other is buried up to the skirt in cheese. This craft is home to Ship City.