You grew up on Golarion, following Torag's Quest for Sky. One day, a group of strangers arrived, claiming to be from the surface… and the stars beyond. These “starfinders” told your clan, Clan Marbleheart, that you lived inside a simulation. Your whole reality was a lie created by the guiding intelligence of the artificial moon of Salvation's End. Though Clan Marbleheart has escaped and is slowly integrating with other dwarves, you are displaced in time and might never truly understand the galaxy you've been thrust into. You have familiarity with
archaic weapons. For the purposes of proficiency, treat one martial archaic weapon of your choice as a simple weapon or an advanced archaic weapon as a martial weapon. If that weapon has the
dwarf trait and you succeed at a saving throw against a fear effect while wielding it, you get a critical success instead. Otherwise, that weapon gains the dwarf trait as long as you wield it.