The Fremen are a fascinating, "zen-sunni" people who live in the desert world of Arrakis, only known source of melange that allows the Guild Navigators to safely negotiate hyperspace. Their culture is one based entirely around the conservation of water. They wear stillsuits that capture any moisture lost and recycle it. When someone dies, their water is recycled into underground cisterns and water rings are given to the killer / relative, which are the right to withdraw the water. To spit is to forge an unbreakable oath and to shed tears is the greatest gift. They negotiate the sandworms on Arrakis by using hooked tools to expose its vulnerable flesh, thus forcing the worms to glide upon the surface of the desert world. Their diet is rich in the spice melange and it tints their eyes a characteristic blue-in-blue. ~ This setting is amazing and rich with possibility. I would like to run a small, focused plot within such a setting. I have some ideas.