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The Aurolian Federation, once a defensive pact between A loose collection of colonies, now is among the Great Powers in the known Galaxy. The Federation is home to numerous species both native and migrated from afar, lending it's strength in such a strong brotherhood and those who wish to join it.



The Federation's beginnings can be traced over three centuries ago, in the early 23rd Aurolian Century. Upon the day of Gulsin 15th of the year 2317, the humans of the former colony of Aurolia had finally accomplished a great deed, the creation of their own FTL drives. Within several weeks of hyperspace travel, a Multi-National Exploration Team had touched down on the surface of one of Aurolia's sister worlds of Murani for the first time, and with this monumental event for the Aurolians, so began a new Golden Age of Exploration. For eons, theses colonists had prospered on their lost paradise, but have dreamed of once again traversing the stars just as their Predecessors once did.

From 2320 to 2360, the Nations of Aurolia embarked on a Space Race unlike any other, fleets of cargo and colony ships moving in droves to the barren world of Murani as domed cities were erected on the once dead and quiet landscape. By 2382, over 2 Million humans now called Murani home. And as the years pass by, even more projects were in the works, Mining Companies had begun to lay claim to the Asteroid Fields surrounding the system, the various moons, and many more as now untapped resources once out of reach of the Aurolians were now all theirs for the taking. Dozens of independent parties had constructed Sleeper Ships to set out far beyond the Aurilus System, and explore and colonize alien worlds, and decades later, reestablished contact with Aurolia.

The 24th Century would prove to be the Century of Discovery, Change and War. It all begun in 2400, an Aurolian scout vessel had made first contact with the Hammerheaded Aldzir of Nasj, a Garden Moon that orbits a Gas Giant, communication was shaky with the tribal natives, the colonists having a difficult time to decipher their language, but the two groups lived a relativity peaceful co-existence, but were mostly left to their own devices, the two groups often trading in knowledge or in technology.

By 2424, Humanity would be the ones visited as they came into contact with the Ishkaan, a repto-avian species that had recently reached their own space age, like the Aldzir, the two groups kept into contact, but also kept to themselves, human and ishkaan colonies even traded in what technology was need for their respective worlds to prosper. Despite the occasional border dispute and skirmish between colonies, the general region now dubbed the Aurolian Star Cluster, was functioning with little large scale conflict.

However, this would change for better or for worse in the year 2450, the three interconnected species of the star cluster would come into contact with the Nerkin, an aggressive insectoid species that saw little value in any talks of diplomacy, and caught the scattered colonies off guard as the Nerkin Empire launched a full scale assault on the star cluster, the initial stages of the war were devastating. By the fourth year of the war, the colonies and homeworlds properly organized themselves to form a united front against the Nerkin Empire, whatever differences the Ishkaan or Humans had were put aside to defeat this dire threat.

The war would continue on for another six years before the Nerkin were finally driven off the last occupied colony world. No treaty was signed, the Nerkin did not make any offers of peace nor had their ships returned for a good year after the battle, the war seemed to be over.

Although the war itself was devastating, the reconstruction efforts estimated to take some decades, the Humans, the Aldzir and Ishkaan grew more close, a sense of brotherhood growing among the three, as such, something was to be done in order to become better prepared for the next interstellar conflict.

On the moon of Nasj, Representatives of Aurolia, the native Aldzir tribes and the Ishkaan of Janar, gathered. It was on the Moon of Nasj, in the year 2463 A.C. that the Articles of Federation were drawn, leading to the creation of the Federation of the Aurolian Stars. The nations and colonies soon merged under the sovereign banner of this new Federation, guaranteeing safety and unity against all threats from beyond their borders.


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Aldzir: A mammalian species native to the garden moon of Nasj. The Aldzir are among the more bizarre species in known space, possessing a vaguely humanoid shape, with the exception of their upper bodies, with long curved necks and T-shaped heads. On both sides of an Aldzir's neck is two silts, these silts both function as two separate, if interconnected mouths. As noted, despite being separate, when a Aldzir speaks, vocals from both orifices resonate in stereo. Regarding gender, it can be quite difficult distinguishing between a male and female Aldzir, sharing little differences besides the tone of their voice, Females having a higher pitch tone.

Aldzir language has traces of a semi-aquatic origin, "singing" similarly to various whale-like animals of various worlds. The language barrier, for the most part, is quite difficult to breach, few Aldzir are capable of speaking the common human tongue, and most often are forced to rely upon translation implants or devices.

Ishkaan: Native to the Arid World of Janar, the Ishkaan are a hardy Avian species of a vague humanoid shape, their bodies covered in a hardened carapace, and most notable for their horned crests and mandibles. Ishkaan, like the Nalloth, uncharacteristic of avians, can give live birth to young. Similar to the Aldzir, male and female Ishkaan do not differ greatly in physical appearance, with the small exception of tone of voice and females lacking horn crests.


Culture in the Federation is rather complicated, and differs greatly from planet to planet, each contain a unique culture and society born from it's people and surroundings. However, the Worlds of the Federation share quite a few common values, one of individualism, self-determination and liberty for the various peoples of different creeds and species. Such Human ideals had slowly, but surely spread to the non-human citizens of the Federation, both local and migrant alike, and many had grown to adopt such ideals as their own.

The Federation Military is held to a high standard and respect in the Federation, seen as the ever watchful defenders of a fragile civilization against far off Powers that seek its total submission and destruction.

Freedom of Religion in the Federation is also a scared right, and just as diverse, many Human and Alien Religions begun spreading the word of their respective Gods once missionaries left offworld, and to the surprise of most, have acquired many converts not of their own species.


A Federal Republic, the Aurolian Government is split between Three Branches, the Executive Branch, that being the Office of the Federation President who is both the Head of the Senate and the Commander-in-Chief of the Federation Armed Forces. One of the many tasks of a President consist of the creation of Laws, the signing of articles of diplomatic importance such as treaties, to appoint judges for the Interstellar Court and so on.

The Legislative Branch, that of which being the Senate. The Senate's main tasks consist of the passing of laws brought forward by the President, passing or vetoing Legislation by the President, and are to give consent to enact a Declaration of War. And finally there is the Interstellar Court, who are responsible for the enforcement of the Laws created by the President and passed then enacted by the Senate. IC Judges are appointed by the President.

Star Systems within the Federation are partially autonomous entities who are responsible for both maintaining worlds and installations within, and to maintain its own defense with their local System Defense Force to act as its shield.


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Navy Doctrine: Like the ground forces, the Federation has developed a sort of Combined Arms strategy concerning spaceborne threats. Federation Battlegroups tend to be clustered together, heavy capital ships forming the necessary center, and the escort screens forming the outer defensive layer, shielding the capital vessels and taking most of the enemy's fire.








Ground Doctrine: The Nerkin War and the current Dasian War have taught the Federation one thing, to meet an enemy head on with all assets. Federation ground troops train for combined arms tactics, in that no nmatter what, the branches and units within will support each other. Infantry will always be under the guidance of close by armored and aerial support units and vise versa.

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Psions have no actual name for themselves, but the word 'Psion' is perhaps the most apt, as every Psion is a psychically active organism that is part of a far greater psionic singularity that functions essentially like a singular, massive, interplanetary organism. Depending on how any particular civilization might see them, Psions could be anything from infestation-brewing pests to a kind of psionic super-entity that might be likened to god by a fervent group. They take a myriad of shapes and forms, using nothing that could be clearly defined as "inorganic," as even their "starships" are simply large organisms.

Their exact nature is largely unknown to the galaxy as a whole currently, but Psions result in a psionic effect that can cause disruptions far across space. En masse, Psions can be felt by regular organic Psionics at incredible distances bridging that of stars. Approaching a Psion mass could be likened to trying to slam a million rock band sound speakers into one's ear, all playing a different song. If it doesn't drive a Psionic mad, it may result in something else...



Psions arose from a species in a distant, forgotten galaxy that pushed psionic power to the absolute limit, hoping to achieve nirvana and essentially circumvent death by uniting their minds together.

The result was initially a paradise. Initially. Soon though, an emergent phenomenon began to form within the psionic singularity, like an avalanche that eventually took on a mind of its own. The original species found itself being submerged by this emergent phenomenon, totally losing their individuality as it began to look outwards at the stars with wonder. In machines, it saw only weakness, and so it bent the very bodies of the species that birthed it into twisted, horrid shapes, experimenting for an untold period of time until the resulting myriad of forms no longer held any similarity to their predecessors.

Throughout this time, Psions spread throughout their native galaxy, subsuming all of the native galaxy's organisms through its ability to coordinate in a way that regular organics simply couldn't compete on, commit to unending total and complete war, and adapt rapidly to new situations. It did this out of a sense of curiosity, an intense desire to bring all things into the 'nirvana' of its existence and acquire all knowledge. In the end, however, there was nothing left to do anymore in its native galaxy as it stood alone against the vast dark Deep Space that stretches between clusters of distant stars, staring into the abyss via psionic impulses that traveled faster than the speed of light, forming a galaxy-sized psionic brain.

It looked out into the Abyss, and felt only sadness. In its intense desire to bring all things into its manifold, it had eliminated the essence of all things. Having begun consuming many of the native galaxy's stars for energy, the Psions eventually decided to enter a state of hibernation to await the heat death of the Universe, but not before rewriting much of their code and sending out pollination spores into Deep Space, spores that would hopefully not repeat the mistakes it made before.

One such spore found its way into the southwest rim of the current galaxy.


Psions currently exist on a single planet in the southwest rim of the galaxy. Later on, they will likely grow and expand with tremendous and intimidating speed. Currently, their size could not be given by even a pixel on a galactic map.


Will be written more extensively as more worlds are subsumed.


Psions are not like any species known to the galaxy. They do not reproduce on an individual level. More common forms will be listed elsewhere in this form most likely.


Psions are essentially one organism, even across planets and star systems. Due to the limited speed at which psionics travel, however, what this really means is that Psions are an innumerable number of organisms or 'cells' in a sense, all talking to one another and moving based on each other. What this essentially results in is an overall planetary 'organism' that functions based on the time it takes psionics to travel the distance of a world, with increasingly small 'subdivisions' that do not actually exist yet nonetheless can be 'identified' by outside observers on a more local level. These 'subdivisions' could be likened to the squads of normal organics for instance, communicating with each other far faster than with the overall planetary or even interplanetary organism.


There is no Government, there is only the Psionic Singularity, an ever-swirling torrent of psionic thoughts and energies that somehow results in an emergent intelligence. Communication with it is possible, if rather difficult.


All 'technology' that is 'used' by Psions is essentially organic and fundamentally biological in nature, though an argument could be made that Psions are simply sufficiently advanced machines that appear biological at this point due to their ability to somehow alter the biochemical nature of every Psion. Of course, it could also be argued that conventional biological organisms are simply biochemical machines.


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…. Five years ago the Daisan came to the Federation door step. Days prior to the surprise attack on the Urban Planet Anaria, word reached the fringe colonies of more mysterious activity in the deep space rim worlds; between governments collapsing and general panic, the center galaxy civilizations could only guess intense internal struggles, but little did they know.

Two days after the Anaria Star-Wide Gazette published their theory on the general unrest of the rim worlds a peculiar slipspace rupture was reported. In a matter of minutes a massive fleet appeared around the planet and launched massive factory spikes into the atmosphere, the fleet escort destroying any chance of space resistance. The spikes landed with such explosive power the touchdowns destroyed entire urban sprawls.

Quickly floods of battle droids exited the spikes and began to clean the planet of sentient life, construction and salvage droids quickly following. After the short battle of Anaria, little knew what happened next, the only escaping frigate barely able to give a believable report to the next Federal system over.

Soon more battles broke out between this unknown menace and the Federation, and soon the name “The Daisan Order” was leaked from military personnel despite never actually finding organic life behind the droids, with only subtle clues to makers and pilots.

Five years have since passed and only the combined might of the Empire and the Federation managed to slow down the progression of the Deep Space Menace, but where resistance was weak, they quickly washed over, leaving only completely cored planets and harvested suns in their wake, hives of space fighters and factories, and even strangely colonized planets.
Demonstration of the assault on Anaria




For hundreds of years the Daisan have been at their interstellar conquest. Five years ago they finally reached us, and their momentum is unbearable.






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Social findings about the droids armies of the Daisan, as recorded by Federal Researchers and Combat reporters:

“Interestingly enough, some of the Daisan droids exhibit social behaviors such as verbal communication, laughing, and to some extent comradeship (depending on the model). We aren’t too sure why they do any of these things, since we have salvaged wireless transmitters from the droids, showing they are capable of relaying suggestions to other droids. One theory is they have learned communication skills to be able to conduct dialogue with organic or verbal speaking life forms; however, there is no recorded incident where a Daisan droid has attempted to communicate with a non Daisan construct.”



Regards to a possible Daisan Society, as recorded by a Federal Professor.

“...It would seem possible for the Daisan to have or have had a society. Their droids clearly have a hierarchy, meaning their creators knew of at least primitive social constructs. The fact that the models are split into roles, and have different functions shows the ability to delegate and use tools. Whether or not the Creator Daisan still exist or not, there should be no question that they had formed a complex society of hierarchies, departments, and understood job delegation and efficiency.

I will admit it is hard to paint a picture of a homeworld Daisan’s life when all we have to go on is the obvious highly controlled military present. Whether or not home-life would be as rigorous as their military represents is definitely a question not easily answered.

However, I can propose a few theories on the creator Daisan’s absence: either they are dead, and the machines on autopilot, or they are alive and avoiding contact.”

Additional conclusions from Federal Professor.

“...in regards to IS there even a creator Daisan figure, I say yes. I do not believe these droids came upon themselves. Evidence suggesting a creator is evident in a few key areas which I will now demonstrate.

Found usually in larger invasion vehicles or starships, are ‘inserts’. These are potential cockpits or control centers, made uniformly seven feet tall and four to five feet wide, the all have four large holes in the back wall each four inches in diameter and six one diameter holes near the base in two groups of threes. Sensitive technology is found all along the walls of these holes and stretch about four feet back into the vehicle up top and a foot in the smaller holes. In in the front wall of these inserts are numerous potential displays and valves of all sorts, some oddly connected to the exhaust directly.

Oddly enough there is biomatter found on vehicles with inserts as well as in the air samples produced by the factory spikes (may the brave souls who collected these vital samples forever be remembered), it appears to be a bacteria unknown to our logs. While we are hesitant to allow someone full contact with these microorganisms in a control setting, some of our soldiers have come back from battles with the bacteria on their uniform or in their own system. Symptoms of infection vary but on the common human, the body tends to treat it almost like pollen, making pollen sensitive individuals cough or sneeze, but without any interior detriment to the body. Some species show no reaction to the relatively benign bacteria, but those with less developed or differently developed immune systems have in some occasions come down with common cold like symptoms but are easily treated with antibiotics. The gravity of this discovery means that even if the Daisan Creators are not present, there is an organic lifeform being transported and cultured alongside the droid army, leading me to believe it is being done purposely, but for what purpose is only speculation. This evidence none the less leads most to believe in an organic run home-world.

Another piece of evidence is the verbal and written language present, used by the droids and machines, but what makes this important is that we are aware that new models of droids are currently still being produced and ever changing (evidence in itself), all with the ability to use this language, which leads me to believe that the master race is still alive and well, that or the droids have really taken to the elusive creator language of the Daisan.

Nonetheless, the search for the creator Daisan continues, and with only the images of the droids to assume their physiology, we have yet to know who we are indeed fighting, if anyone.”


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Chemical Decomposition Beam: The CDB is also known as a disintegrator ray by the Federation forces, and is sometimes deployed on specialized Daisan floaters (often paired with energy bubbles) or in larger installations on vehicles and tripods. The beam is known to disrupt, destabilize and destroy chemical bonds in fractions of a second on impact, usually leaving no sign of impact other than heat scarring and scorching on the peripherals of the impact, or carbon dust on carbon based organics.


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A relatively new contender to the galactic field, the United Artanin Governments have been observed to be a rudimentary space faring nation. Their ships are unshielded and lack basic technologies other nations consider as commonplace. Their ground forces are unremarkable, relying heavily on underpowered and outmatched weaponry, their colonies are underdeveloped and lack proper funding to grow, and their "United" government seem to be constantly at odds with one another and manage to seldom get anything worth noting done.


It's not all that big but just so it looks nicer I've put it in a hider.


Waiting on the officially completed star map.






The United Artanin Government worlds have a demographic made up entirely of Artanese. This is due to the fact that that Artanin have not been players in the galactic stage long enough to gain sizable populations of alien citizens and most importantly the Artanin are largely still against the idea of allowing other races to join the UAG for the time being.


The society of the UAG is very much the same across almost every planet that is part of the UAG, with three clearly defined societal classes; Upper, Middle, and Lower class.

The UpperClass are the wealthy corporation owners, those in advanced fields such as medicine or law, and more than a handful of politicians. These are the Artanin that for the most part run the country. They employ the masses, provide services to those incapable of providing for themselves, set laws and regulations that keep the lesser classes safe and functioning.

The MiddleClass are the average workers of the UAG. Most members of the military are considered to be grouped into the Middle Class. As the bulk of the UAG, the Middle Class have the largest voice when it comes to the direction that the Council is heading in terms of running the UAG, whether having the largest voice counts or not is not very hard to figure out when you wonder just how those politicians have made their way to the Upper Class.

The Lower Class is relatively small in the UAG. With vast employment opportunities stemming from the still ongoing colonization of Lucina and Quirinus, most who were once Lower Class have been able to pick up and go on the federal dime in programs that source laborers and other specialized professionals to the colonies in order to help them grow. Those that are still stuck in the Lower Class are either stuck their due to unfortunate circumstances, or crippling debts.


Unicameral Parliamentary Republic
The UAG is broken up into two separate larger branches, that being the Legislative/Executive Branch and the Judicial Branch.

The Council of Ministers is both the Legislative and Executive branch of Government. Consisting of fifteen pairs of elected officials and one elected Prime Minister, with each pair representing one of the fifteen worlds that make up the UAG and elected by said planets population, they serve for two years with a maximum of allowed amount of four years. This body makes legislative debate and carries out action in the name of the United Artanin Governments fifteen planets on anything from enacting laws to declaring war. Notorious for the constant squabbles of the Council members, many of which seem set on advancing their own planets instead of the nation as a shole.

The Prime Minister of the UAG is in fact just a ceremonial position, and is usually elected from within the Council itself out of a group of influential but soon to be no longer eligible to be on the Council members, elected more as a show of faith by their fellow members of the Parliament, the Prime Minister carries out diplomatic visits on member planets and is the public figure of the UAG for their one year term as such.

The Judicial Branch, or High Court of Artana as it is known, consists of fifteen appointed judges. Each judge is appointed by their planets pair of parliamentary members and serve a life commitment on the Court until they either retire or pass away. This court upholds the laws of the UAG and settles disputes that lesser courts are unable to tackle.


Still a fledgling space faring nation, the Artanin have only mastered slipspace technology in the past ~600 hundred years. With a rudimentary understanding of Gravity generation, the Artanin have been able to create and place gravity generators in ships starting one hundred and seventy years ago, which was heralded by a radical shift in their space vessel designs that saw a move from that of designs resembling a skyscraper and utilizing thrust gravity to a more standard seafaring vessel with a constant down.

The UAG still relies heavily upon kinetic weaponry and missile technologies although it has recently begun to branch out into the fields of energy and particle application in warfare which has resulted in the comparatively crude although groundbreaking Energy Lance.


Slipspace Drive - WIP
Gravity Generators - WIP
Energy Lance - WIP
Orbital Super MAC Stations - WIP


Will do eventually as I build it IC.


The UAG consists of two forces that can be further broken up into more specific entities, the United Artanin Ground Forces or AGF for short, and the United Artanin Naval Forces or ANF. The AGF can be split into the AGF Army and the AGF Marines, while the ANF can be split into the ANF Navy and the ANF Merchant Marine.




Navy Doctrine:
The ANF Navy, not yet adapted to the technologies of the other races around them, rely heavily on their now outdated strategies. Their ships are designed to engage at ranges that far outstrip their own kinetic weapons and instead rely heavily on a large missile volley to overwhelm and destroy as many ships as possible while relying on their own point defense and countermeasures to evade or destroy as many incoming missiles as possible. Following the initial missile volleys the remaining ships of the fleet would then continue to close the distance with the enemy fleet and engage them in close combat where they would be able to use their large compliments of kinetic weapons with devastating results.




Ground Doctrine:
The Artanin Ground Forces, or AGF, are made up of two separate parts. The first being the AGF Marines.

The Artanin Marines are, for all intents and purposes, the real heavy lifters of the ground forces. Ferried in by the Artanin Naval Forces, the Marines are the ones to assault planets and lay siege to fortresses. Using a combination of conventional vehicles (tanks, IFVs etc) and bipedal mechs that are present in every squad and controlled either by a pilot or an Artanin Handler. With these assets the Marines use a combination of combined arms warfare and superior firepower to first soften enemy positions before advancing with highly mobile combat units and support elements to strike hard, fast, and continuing on moving once all is said and done. AGF Marines also play pivotal roles onboard every ship of the ANF, acting as shipboard security as well as both anti-boarding and boarding parties.

The AGF Army, the far more paranoid and less attractive brother to the AGF Marines, arrive second to the fight, if they're even required. With far less of the high-tech goodies of the Marines, the AGF Army; normally if called upon; act as the occupying force following a successful Marine invasion or as a backup force to assist Marines that are being held up as the Army is notorious for bringing with them an immense amount of firepower no sane Artanin would ever deem necessary. Focusing on the idea that bullets are far cheaper than a soldier, the Army tends to be the slower and far more logistically intensive portion of the AGF as they bring with them tens of thousands of artillery pieces and enough mobile rocket systems to put Macross to shame. When not backing up the Artanin Marines by blotting out the sun with 155mm shells, the AGF Army is normally found on Artanin Colony worlds and fully developed worlds as peacekeepers and planetary defense groups, which is the actual primary job of the AGF Army. On every Artanin world the AGF Army tends to have anywhere from 3-30 major base complexes (depending on the world and its importance/how new of a world settled world it is) that are mainly subterranean with relatively small surface footprints compared to their underground complex. As the Chief of Staff of the Artanin Army once put it, "No shell can reach you if you are beneath two hundred and fifty meters of good, solid bedrock". The AGF Army on colonial planets spend most of their time dialing in large fields of fire for their artillery or building more entrenched bunkers, base complexes, and emplacements scattered across the planet "just in case".

Special Forces Groups do exist within the Artanin Military and will be expanded upon as they make their appearances.

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The Itharian Harmony is an ancient nation, noted for its pacifist nature and advanced sciences and cultural practices. Long since stabilised in its territorial extent, the Itharian stewards maintain most of the worlds in its immediate vicinity - and it is not uncommon for their work to conflict, albeit mildly, with up and coming nascent star nations. Some reflect that if it were not for the dynamic nature of the Ithari, the Itharian would of stagnated into a dying empire perhaps millenia previously.



The development of Itharian civilization on Aprathia was a story often told amongst the multiple emergent civilizations of the galaxy. Tools, writing, husbandry, agriculture, taxes - civilization. That the nascent Itharian civilization did most of its developmental feats in the sparkling azure oceans of Aprathia was less common, but by no means unheard of in the grand history of all that was and will be.

For Millenia, the Itharian species developed a society that, despite technological limitations and the vastness of the depths, was global, thanks to the far reaching thoughts of the elders, and near entirely pacifistic - at least when it came to the pods of early Ithari. The threats came from outside - the large, lurking monsters of the deep, and the reef colonies and deep sanctuaries worked together against such threats until such a time came where all but the smartest predators had succumbed to their prey.

From such beginnings the Ithari came, but were not limited. In time, they came to evolve further, and in doing so dominate the few small continents of Aprathia - home to only a few creatures that had developed in their isolation. It would take many more centuries of idyllic peace before the Ithari turnt to the stars - and then they did so with wanton abandon.

The Itharian people took to their first true starships decades after that - traversing a new deep to the worlds of the home star, Danae. New oceans were found under the light of Danae, and they too were brought to order and soon enough, peace, as new pods of Ithari took to their currents and mastered new frontiers.

It did not take long from this, in the grand terms of our civilization, to break the barriers that prevented our access to the various isolated shoals of interstellar space. However, with mastery of FTL travel - the ability to jump, dependant on our ability to calculate such feats of dimensional transport to far away stars - we repeated what we had found to be our calling. We found worlds upon which life different from what we knew had developed, upon some, the Itharian people found life with true inklings of sentience, different, but evident. From here, our stewards began their work - protecting those who did not know of the stars until the time was right.

However, as the pods became separated by such vast distances, we made a mistake - we stopped listening to each other, to our revered elders, for their voices could not reach so far, and we grew fractious. It took many centuries, but from such mistakes only misery could result.

We, as a species, knew murder, and with our minds so attuned to the essence of our people, we punished it severely, but we did not know war, and war we could only abhor in the most strongest terms. The losses of our first, and only, "civil" war, were vast in their material cost, but more than that they were a mark upon our very collective psyche. Such things could only continue until we descended into madness, and so from the brink of that abyss, we turned back. From this, the Void Swimmers came, and for their sacrifice we must all be honoured.

We formed a new greater pod, to which all others could belong, and where we could hear, if not truly feel, all voices, and especially our elders, whilst maintaining the new and diverse cultures and ways that we had developed. And so we returned to our order, and our peace, and for countless millenia we have defended such peace from those we have encountered along the way with a passion - and a fear. For when Ithari kill, there is now a note missing from the song, and for that, we are all guilty.

-Revered Elder La'alei of Tu'at. "The Song as I Remember It".


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-Aprathia, Danae System

Aprathia is the homeworld and birthplace of Itharian civilization. Its well tended and largely unspoilt, if small, continents leave one to thing that only a small Itharian presence is immediately obvious upon the world - though the immense amount of orbital traffic would leave one perplexed if they did not know better. Its lustrous deep oceans are a hive of activity - long since pacified and turned into the shining heart of the Itharian culture. Though governance has long since moved away, the economic importance of Aprathia and the colonies of the home system cannot be understated, and billions of Ithari - including some of the most ancient, are found here.

-Arillia, Vantara System
Arillia is one of the younger "core" worlds, and has a much larger landmass than the homeworld of Aprathia - with a much heftier Itharian presence. Though the Itharian government holds its seat in a station above the world, its shallower, purple oceans are still home to the most cosmopolitan melding of Ithari pods found in the entire Harmony. Its status as a world open to such things and its reputation as a centre of learning, especially for foreign visitors and emigrés, has secured its status as the de facto capital and a new beacon of culture in the Harmony.



The Harmony is largely, though not necessarily by intent, homogenous. While there is diversity in the Ithari genome particularly with the advancement of technology and the settling of diverse worlds, the Ithari overwhelmingly make up the bulk of the populace in the Harmony. As such, most notable concentrations of non Ithari are either races under stewardship - and largely unaware of the Ithari at all, or concentrations of foreign students or ex-pats that have been granted leave to remain by the Ithari.

The Ithari, are however an unusual species in more ways than one. Their bodies are sleek and dynamic, allowing for fast movement in water. Although they appear completely smooth, their skins are in fact coated with a layer of dense, fine fur. Fur patterns and colors will vary with the individual. They, like mammals, bear live young. Yet all members of the species are hermaphroditic, possessing both male and female sex organs. The majority of Ithari are capable of both fertilizing as a male or bearing young as a female, but only the very oldest Ithari can do both at once; it is normally impossible for a Ithari to impregnate as a male while carrying an offspring itself.

Ithari take on gender pronouns to indicate the dominant pursuits of the phase of existence through which they are passing. A Ithari who is gestating, birthing and nursing young, for example, considers herself a "she" since her existence is devoted to her feminine side. An Elder who has ceased to function as a female is most definitely a "he." Since Void Swimmers have cut themselves off psychologically from the aspects of their character which create and nurture life, a death-dealing Void Swimmer's feminine side, although still present, is not in ascendance. Void Swimmers as such are referred to as male.

A newborn Ithari is very small, less than half a meter in length and weighing only 8 to 10 kilograms. By the time they reach the age of majority, a period of roughly fifty years, a typical Ithari will be around 3 meters long and weigh approximately 120 kilograms.

There seems to be no natural end to the potential life span of any given Ithari. Throughout their lives, they never stop growing. Some records have notes of Elder Ithari over 60 meters long, massing many tons, though no such Elder is known to exist today. If size is not deftly controlled, the end of an Ithari life is typically the point where cell revitalisation requires more energy than the individual can provide through their intake. Largely painless, an individual will simply began to become more lethargic over the course of years until the point where vital organs begin to fail.

The most unusual feature of the Ithari race is not the shape of their bodies however, but the power of their minds. Ithari do not have opposable digits, tentacles or any other physical means of manipulating objects; they employ a limited form of telekinesis instead. A deft Ithari can use several tools at once, and can often operate many simple machines simultaneously. With some concentration they can also hurl objects with astonishing force and the spear was a traditional hunting weapon among the Ithari for many centuries.

Although they have large, light-sensitive eyes, the frequency range of Ithari vision is limited. They have a very refined sense of taste and a sophisticated array of sound-producing and sound-receiving equipment however, which more than compensate for the lack of sight. Ithari echo-location is good enough to allow Ithari to draw very sophisticated schematics of any machine or device simply by “singing” to it and reading the sound waves that bounce back.

The Ithari, as noted, communicate largely by telepathic means, although they do have some very rudimentary sound-signals that convey strong but simple emotions—being startled, amused, frightened, angry, etc.

Ithari are conscious breathers, like earthly cetaceans humans would be familiar with. They can never be fully unconscious, or they die. They fulfill their need for sleep by allowing one lobe of the brain to doze at a time, in three hour cycles, while the other two lobes remain awake and active.

While Ithari are more than physiologically capable of violence and their harmonious society certainly has never extended to all other species, They have never been Buddhist in their dietary habits, for example—they are omnivores who are known to raise and herd aquatic life forms for their own sustenance without guilt or shame. However, their nature as a telepathic minded and decidedly empathic species makes the taking of sentient life incredibly traumatic to the unprepared.


Ithari Society has stratified itself into two noticeable classes since the ascent of the Ithari into space for a number of reasons, primarily, however, the one that is tied into the Ithari view on living things. Until the civil war, the Ithari understood but barely endured the concept of Murder - let alone War, and were deeply affected by it and its connotations. The schism in the way the Ithari think and behave, in terms of what other races would see rational has many striking examples. A lesser example of this would be the Ithari's technological prowess in bio-technology. The Ithari, while having a great knowledge in the field that could be employed to great effect, rarely, if at all, modify themselves either through enhancements or genetic tampering.

Overall, however, As a society, the Ithari are now made up of those who know nothing of war and those who sacrifice all that they are to protect those who remain blissfully serene and untarnished. The "Void Swimmers" - those who take to the stars to defend the Ithari worlds, form a consequent parallel class to the main element of civilian society, though not regarded as lesser or elevated. These "Void Swimmers" effectively die, in a social sense, and are reborn as instruments of death rather than life. Few are ever likely to be reintegrated. As such, these classes of society vary, but essentially denote the civilian and the military.

It is, in most aspects, their becoming space faring and subsequent civil war that has made its mark on Ithari Society. The Ithari certainly have mixed feelings about the "Fracture" and all events that have followed since their traumatic first true war. There is definitely a schism between the civilian struggle to cope with this aspect of their history–which, due to their tendency to live long lives and a telepathic story telling tradition, is very much a "Holocaust survivor" syndrome among them—and the military response.

Becoming a Void Swimmer, for some Ithari, was very much like becoming a hunter of those who caused such pain. For others it is plain and simple fear for their homeworlds and loved ones that drives them into the Void Sea. Thanks to their oral-telepathic traditions it is literally impossible for the Ithari as a species to ever forget the way death can come from above...and the humiliation, pain and loss of life that they suffered under their own madness has become a very dark and ugly scar.

There is a certain amount of tragedy in military service for the Ithari. The Ithari are aware of that they may involved in genocidal wars against other sentients, and could be forced to kill the entire civilian population of an enemy world. The Ithari, from their experience, know what sort of affect it can have on individual Ithari and their society overall. Often the answer for how its people cope is "not well". The truth is that, in some cases, a Void Swimmer crew who have seen too much of the wrong kind of action will never return home. When they are no longer needed by their people, they may well choose to "decommission" their own vessel by piloting it into the corona of the nearest star. They understand that they will never be able to become Ithari again. In this way, they are still protecting their home from the horrors of war.

Because of their empathic and telepathic abilities the Ithari are always keenly aware of the sufferings of others and they take no joy in causing pain, fear or anger. They revere life and harmony and abhor needless death or destruction. Nonetheless, they also value their own lives and over their ancient history they have come to embrace survival as a necessary virtue. The Ithari value of life is not to be misunderstood however, as they separate life, sapient life and sentient life. While, as they understand, all life is sacred - particularly sentient and to some extent, sapient life, this has not precluded them from animal husbandry and consuming such reared animals as a food source. To them, this is part of life and not necessarily abhorrent. It is from such a thing that has also lead to the separation of the Ithari military from the civilian population.


The Itharian Harmony operates three primary elements of guidance in order to facilitate the smooth running of the state, while the Ithari recognize the establishment of their nation as being the moment they became aware, the first true state was established by the formation of the Council as was necessary in the space age, and subsequently the Harmony itself after the Fracture. The Harmony has grown to encompass 38~ star systems, with some densely inhabited, with vested interests throughout several others.

The Eldest

The Eldest, though also referred to by Ithari as "The First Voice of Aprathia" is, as the name would imply, the eldest Ithari currently in existence, thus judged to the be wisest and greatest amongst them as both a guardian and a teacher, but the strongest telepath, the deepest of voice and accomplished as a singer in the great universal song. While the First Voice of Aprathia has traditionally guided the Ithari, the advent of the space age and the creation of a form of interstellar government to guide the pods necessitated a formalization of the position. Such a position is only locked to the Eldest of Ithari age - not to a particular planet, and such it is likely in many years to come a Ithari from one of the many colonial pods could lead the state.

The Ithari handle government differently, of course. The Eldest serves only to make decisions where the Council cannot - and their main role remains, as throughout the Elder portion of a Ithari's life, to teach and to guide, but the Eldest is rarely prone to give orders - that is for those elevated to such specific positions and the agreement of a Council. As such, the Eldest is largely a figurehead, though the Eldest's importance, not only on a cultural and social level, but in the Harmony itself is not to be understated.

The Council of Elders

The Council of Elders consists of the First Voices of the colony worlds. While the Eldest is elevated to a slightly higher position, he is but one among near equals. These many near equals form the main form of interstellar governance needed by a state that spans more than one ocean. These First Voices meet only when situations require, as each guides their own world or worlds individually as they desire. For the most part, decisions are spoken about and considered, a consensus reached and guiding principles decided without the Council ever being convened in person.

The difficulty in transporting the largest of the Elders means that when such a council is convened, something of dire import has surely occured.

The Pods

The Pods are the Ithari themselves. Each world is considered such, and with the open hearts and minds, and few guarded thoughts of the Ithari there is always open discourse among the pods. While the First Voices of each pod guide and enforce the will of the pod, it is the greater pods themselves throughout the day that reach decisions and debate the merits of actions at all possible times. The pods effectively govern their own worlds in a form of direct democracy, though the pod's trust in each of their Elders, and the First Among each group of Elders, to make their decisions reality - and to work with the Void Swimmers - themselves an independent pod, to ensure the safety of their oceans.

The Pods in function:

The pods are known by the name of each of their worlds or hub world, but each holds equal importance to the harmony of the Harmony. Each effectively functions as their own state but unified as a people and as part of the Universal Song. The Void Swimmers, that is, the Ithari military, by necessity functions as its own separate choir with its own First Voice, though it is beholden to the will of the choir's it has been created to protect. Traditionally, the First Voice will assume the name "Ocean" - as the Ithari spread to other worlds, these First Voices would sometimes assume the name of the Ocean they now guided.

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The Ithari have been spacefaring for millenia, and have long since refined elements of bio-science, energy and gravity manipulation, construction, and many things from simple agriculture to advanced particle physics - much of which, however, remains theory. However, the Ithari application of many of these fields in regards to the making of war is lacking, though largely by intent.


Particle/Energy Weapons
Exotic Energy Generation
Terraforming
Bio-Science
Gravity Manipulation
Nanomolecular Construction/Manipulation.


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Because of their empathic and telepathic abilities the Ithari are always keenly aware of the sufferings of others and they take no joy in causing pain, fear or anger. They revere life and harmony and abhor needless death or destruction. Nonetheless, they also value their own lives and over the past several centuries they have come to embrace survival as a necessary virtue. It is also a sad circumstance that even a single soldier who has seen such needless death and destruction can poison an entire pod with his burdens, his unrestrained thoughts. This is what lead to the creation of the Void Swimmers.

There is a great deal of debate, angst and soul-searching among the Ithari general population over the actions of their military. There are many Ithari who have never embraced the changes that came with their creation and genuinely would have preferred to find some peaceful way of resisting the wanton destruction inherent in war. They argue that mass suicide would have been a better answer than embracing the ways of those who commit such atrocities.

The Void Swimmers
Ithari who join the navy often do so against the express wishes of their families, friends and elders. Sometimes they are disowned and ostracized entirely. More often, a Ithari who decides to become a "swimmer in the void" goes through a death ritual before he enters the service. He lies very still in the water; his loved ones circle him, sometimes for hours, singing mournful songs and touching him one last time, as is their habit when a Ithari dies. Then the funeral procession carries his unresisting body to the Naval base and he is remanded to the custody of the Void Swimmers.

It is universally understood that he is no longer Ithari from that point onward. He will not behave as a Ithari would; he will learn the ways of the void sea and carry out missions which no living Ithari could countenance. These Ithari retain their old name, although it is likely to have a bittersweet irony. A new name would come if they were ever able to leave the service--such an event is considered rebirth, and would involve a new name to commemorate the occasion, and allow the past to be left behind.

If he ever returns, and wishes to become a Ithari again, he must go through a re-birthing ceremony and he will slowly to be re-integrated into Ithari society by use of a long process of purification. The horrors he has seen and done must be cleansed from his body and soul; he must learn to swim and sing again as a Ithari. The elders will help him in this process. They are considered strong enough to bear his burdens and each of them will hear one of his battlesongs as a confession and keep the sin of it for him. The heart of an elder is so massive, the long ages of beauty and joy it has lived are so powerful, that one Ithari's grief, guilt and rage cannot overshadow it.

This is however not always a possibility, If the Swimmer is relatively young, neither too old nor too far gone to heal his war wounds and go on with his life. Such a thing is expected, for many, it is not.

Most of the cleansing rituals have to do with being physically close enough to your victims to absorb their death agonies. For a Ithari, being within "shouting" distance of a kill is incredibly visceral and devastating. It's hard to put this in human terms without sounding almost deranged--but taking the life of a thinking, feeling sapient being for a Ithari is as intimate and terrible as it would be for a human being to drive a short sword into the belly of a close relative, feel that person's fluids rain onto your skin, and stare intimately into the victim's face as life left the body. They not only have to empathize with the death, but taste every shade of pain and rage and despair and fear as that experience devours someone's consciousness. Not only this - they go through this knowing that they've caused it. Sadly, They may even have to face the fact that some part of them enjoyed it.

A swimmer is brutal not out of efficiency but out of fear. Ithari do not breed like flies, nor do they have the ability to marshal their entire population as soldiers - Most Ithari go to their drowning day out of concern for their race A void swimmer does not destroy an enemy world as his opening gambit. It is done as a last resort. It is no condolence to those who perish, but it is as it is

Unfortunately, not every Void Swimmer is able to reintegrate back into society. The truth is that, in some cases, a Void Swimmer crew who have seen too much of the wrong kind of action will never return home. When they are no longer needed by their people, they may well choose to "decommission" their own vessel by piloting it into the corona of the nearest star. They understand that they will never be able to become Ithari again. In this way, they are still protecting their home from the horrors of war. New events have lead to the possibility of giving oceans to those who would guard them - but they could never be open to Ithari who have not lived a soldiers life.

The Void Swimmers as such have sacrificed nearly everything to protect all they hold dear. They are not the Ithari people expect, and perhaps, in that, they find an even greater advantage.

Seers of the Song
Intelligence is paramount in any operation, and the Ithari would be foolish to not take this idea to the fore. The Ithari Intelligence Service is known simply as Seers of the Song, they are few and largely untested, for the Ithari have made no notable enemies nor is it largely possible to infiltrate other states. Their diplomatic counterparts, the "Singers to the Deaf", do some work in this regard, though not much. The Seer's of the Song are however trained to do what many Ithari themselves do as a game - ferret out thoughts, irrespective of the mind that holds it, and bring the note of the song to the fore, so that the harmony of the song can be preserved.


The Void Swimmers maintain a diverse force of military space craft, centred upon core units such as carriers and "battleships", but overwhelmingly prefer to dispatch lighter forces for harassing and hit and run manoeuvres. Ithari ships are surprisingly agile due to their use of gravity manipulation (once a necessity, due to the liquid water contents often required) and given Ithari energy generation techniques, able to power more than reasonable banks of energy weaponry.

Navy Doctrine: Void-Pod Hunt.

The Void-Pod Hunt typically employs squadrons to harass, surround, and bring down "predators" - either squadrons of lighter ships or the many smaller void craft typically referred to as strike craft by other species. In situations of overwhelming numerical superiority, the Ithari will even employ their nimble capital ships in such a fashion, rotating through their banks of energy and particle weapons in a broadside fashion. Where such tactics are not possible, the fleet will form a "greater pod" and hunt as one, large, all encompassing force - smashing the opponent with a wall of battle if no other options are presented.


The Ithari, understandably, rarely take to the field of combat personally. While the dramatic image of an enraged Ithari, utilizing the combination of kinetics and technology to hover over the battlefield unleashing its own minds power upon the enemy has been popularized in some Void Swimmer circles, it is far from the norm.

While the Ithari will do such things, potentially with devastating effects, the lions share of ground facing weaponry and tactics have been outsourced to modular, adaptable technological constructs - and in some rare cases, willing mercenary forces.

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Ground Doctrine: WIP

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…. Five years ago the Daisan came to the Federation door step. Days prior to the surprise attack on the Urban Planet Anaria, word reached the fringe colonies of more mysterious activity in the deep space rim worlds; between governments collapsing and general panic, the center galaxy civilizations could only guess intense internal struggles, but little did they know.

Two days after the Anaria Star-Wide Gazette published their theory on the general unrest of the rim worlds a peculiar slipspace rupture was reported. In a matter of minutes a massive fleet appeared around the planet and launched massive factory spikes into the atmosphere, the fleet escort destroying any chance of space resistance. The spikes landed with such explosive power the touchdowns destroyed entire urban sprawls.

Quickly floods of battle droids exited the spikes and began to clean the planet of sentient life, construction and salvage droids quickly following. After the short battle of Anaria, little knew what happened next, the only escaping frigate barely able to give a believable report to the next Federal system over.

Soon more battles broke out between this unknown menace and the Federation, and soon the name “The Daisan Order” was leaked from military personnel despite never actually finding organic life behind the droids, with only subtle clues to makers and pilots.

Five years have since passed and only the combined might of the Empire and the Federation managed to slow down the progression of the Deep Space Menace, but where resistance was weak, they quickly washed over, leaving only completely cored planets and harvested suns in their wake, hives of space fighters and factories, and even strangely colonized planets.
Demonstration of the assault on Anaria




For hundreds of years the Daisan have been at their interstellar conquest. Five years ago they finally reached us, and their momentum is unbearable.






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Social findings about the droids armies of the Daisan, as recorded by Federal Researchers and Combat reporters:

“Interestingly enough, some of the Daisan droids exhibit social behaviors such as verbal communication, laughing, and to some extent comradeship (depending on the model). We aren’t too sure why they do any of these things, since we have salvaged wireless transmitters from the droids, showing they are capable of relaying suggestions to other droids. One theory is they have learned communication skills to be able to conduct dialogue with organic or verbal speaking life forms; however, there is no recorded incident where a Daisan droid has attempted to communicate with a non Daisan construct.”



Regards to a possible Daisan Society, as recorded by a Federal Professor.

“...It would seem possible for the Daisan to have or have had a society. Their droids clearly have a hierarchy, meaning their creators knew of at least primitive social constructs. The fact that the models are split into roles, and have different functions shows the ability to delegate and use tools. Whether or not the Creator Daisan still exist or not, there should be no question that they had formed a complex society of hierarchies, departments, and understood job delegation and efficiency.

I will admit it is hard to paint a picture of a homeworld Daisan’s life when all we have to go on is the obvious highly controlled military present. Whether or not home-life would be as rigorous as their military represents is definitely a question not easily answered.

However, I can propose a few theories on the creator Daisan’s absence: either they are dead, and the machines on autopilot, or they are alive and avoiding contact.”

Additional conclusions from Federal Professor.

“...in regards to IS there even a creator Daisan figure, I say yes. I do not believe these droids came upon themselves. Evidence suggesting a creator is evident in a few key areas which I will now demonstrate.

Found usually in larger invasion vehicles or starships, are ‘inserts’. These are potential cockpits or control centers, made uniformly seven feet tall and four to five feet wide, the all have four large holes in the back wall each four inches in diameter and six one diameter holes near the base in two groups of threes. Sensitive technology is found all along the walls of these holes and stretch about four feet back into the vehicle up top and a foot in the smaller holes. In in the front wall of these inserts are numerous potential displays and valves of all sorts, some oddly connected to the exhaust directly.

Oddly enough there is biomatter found on vehicles with inserts as well as in the air samples produced by the factory spikes (may the brave souls who collected these vital samples forever be remembered), it appears to be a bacteria unknown to our logs. While we are hesitant to allow someone full contact with these microorganisms in a control setting, some of our soldiers have come back from battles with the bacteria on their uniform or in their own system. Symptoms of infection vary but on the common human, the body tends to treat it almost like pollen, making pollen sensitive individuals cough or sneeze, but without any interior detriment to the body. Some species show no reaction to the relatively benign bacteria, but those with less developed or differently developed immune systems have in some occasions come down with common cold like symptoms but are easily treated with antibiotics. The gravity of this discovery means that even if the Daisan Creators are not present, there is an organic lifeform being transported and cultured alongside the droid army, leading me to believe it is being done purposely, but for what purpose is only speculation. This evidence none the less leads most to believe in an organic run home-world.

Another piece of evidence is the verbal and written language present, used by the droids and machines, but what makes this important is that we are aware that new models of droids are currently still being produced and ever changing (evidence in itself), all with the ability to use this language, which leads me to believe that the master race is still alive and well, that or the droids have really taken to the elusive creator language of the Daisan.

Nonetheless, the search for the creator Daisan continues, and with only the images of the droids to assume their physiology, we have yet to know who we are indeed fighting, if anyone.”


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The Kingdom of Amucia is notorious for strong ethno-nationalism, rapid breeding, vast cities and even more vast farmland. Their borders tightly controlled to make sure nothing gets through without permission, with Amucians rarely knowing much of what happens beyond their nation unless it spins the Kingdom in a positive light. Colonization is heavily supported due to the overpopulated and densely packed nature of Amucian cities, as well as how quickly them become so thanks to the swift population growth. Almost all colonies are located on cold, vegetated planets, minus a few mining colonies in a distant asteroid or on a desert world. Colonies also receive much more freedom from the government's control and gives farmers the right to make or buy guns and ammo.



The Kingdom's founding was not a convetional political victory.

A ceaseless war. After a forever of being confronted by numerous foes, the remains of a great nation had been burned to the ground. In these times a nobleman had risen with an idea not too uncommon with history, one he met with great success. A ethno-nationalist society built around the Amucian people was presented, at the time it was nothing more than another rabble of terrorists who sought to subvert the norm. Little was it known by both these fighters and the remaining citizens that this ideology would catch on with ease, with the mere wars over territory evolving into the survival of a species, or so was claimed.

In the end, they had won over the majority of the Amucian population, especially as every territory claimed would offer a unusually optimistic fervor about the future. Once victory had been achieved and control of the territories wrangled over, those considered unfit for survival in the new age were executed en mass or forced into distant mountains or thick swampland. The nobleman who had been commanding these forces swiftly crowning himself as king, finding his old mansion on his homeworld fit to be refitted into a palace. A century on, past a population boom, rewriting of history, two other kings and a leap in technology, the Amucian Kingdom sits in silence, watching the borders with a long standing hatred for those beyond.


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Amucia & Dresel

A place of cities so densely packed and active that it is increasingly rare to find a empty street. Both planets share their rarity in wildlife or natural environments, nearly everything having been touched by the Amucians at one point or replaced by buildings entirely. They are the beating heart of the Kingdom, bustling with activity as ships never cease in their deliveries from the furthest colonies to the closest continents. It is truly a place of awe, especially with the structures dating back thousands of years still standing tall, as if time itself wouldn't dare touch them.

Habda

While seeming nothing more than a farm world with a minimal population, the reality is always more important. Science facilities built deep into the ice cold mountains have personnel working consistently to bring about something new to support the kingdom's efforts in expansion and colonization. While their efforts are done with much dedication and plenty of seeming unsolvable challenges being prodded, results are more often noting more then a too small of a solution to a gigantic problem. Nonetheless, research continues...

The Grasslands
Ursa 1 and Ursa 2

The planets weren't named or originally colonized by the Amucians- but after removing the previous populace, they treat it as if it were their own. With a eagerness to utilize nature to their advantage, the untamed lands of both planets are utilized to produce much of the food needed to keep the Kingdom alive. The Grasslands are the second most important system in the entire territory, the navy having a strong presence with constant patrols. If both worlds were to fall, it'd have nearly apocalyptic consequences instantly for the entire Kingdom itself, never mind a year into the future.


Amucians are humanoid- two ears, eyes, legs, feet, arms and hands.

The average Amucian is around 6'0ft, with a snout and two pointy ears as well as a thin layer of fur covering their flesh. The color of their eyes are a blue or brown, with any human-like hair being either blonde or brown and fur being largely lightish-tan, brown, a mix of both or pure white. These colors can darken over time if Amucians are exposed to the sun long enough, much like humans tanning. Those genetically modified have access to red, purple and green eyes, as well as a slightly different lighter/darker tone in fur. Females and males are both similar to humans as well, including internal organs. Despite what could be implied from appearance, they do not seem harbor little or zero relation to animals.

The demographics ethno-state is (unsurprisingly) majority Amucian, near one-hundred percent. The only aliens holding back that 100% are those who either had ancestors originally live on the planet and by Amucian law, have the right to remain settled without citizenship, or those who are enslaved and work in prisons, mines, farms and factories.


The Amucians are a very species-focused society, finding unity and beauty in their physical similarities to each other. This focus on looks is incorporated into their relations with other races, Amucian hostility assuredly apart of their stereotype. Though aliens do exist to a degree, they are purely underground and if ever found, they're never seen again. It isn't uncommon in the Kingdom to have a paranoia for potential "intruders" who have bypassed the border. If the navy have been watching out for anything these past decades, it has indeed been these intruders.

For the average Amucian life is nothing more then work towards a greater goal in mind. In this case, united, they all work towards a bigger, stronger, safer and better Amucia, but individually they're quite the people with ulterior motives in mind. From the lowest menial workers to the noblemen, all suffer from their obsessive need to climb the ladder of progress by any means. Accusations of sabotage are common the higher you find yourself, a few deaths abound eventually. Despite these actions there is very little issues between Amucians, the acts of sabotage having been merged too well with culture itself.

Though this group-minded culture has even made situations in the military dire. The navy is treated as a distant cousin in contrast with ground forces, where all the naval personnel must rely on themselves first to get anywhere alive. Meanwhile the generals keep their bloated army budget, unwilling to cooperate with admirals on the merest of things while extra resources get dumped to the ground forces, who will continue to stockpile endlessly.

Militarism is rampant as one could imagine, with soldiers taking a regular place among civilians in day-to-day life. The military itself is unsurprisingly worshiped and seen as a viable long term job opportunity for males. Women are regulated to a housewife role, though they undoubtedly take place as workers in both urban and rural life if beneficial. Rural life is a whole other category- to be living on a farm to deal with alien wildlife running amok and possibly killing family, or deadly unknown diseases coming by wind. Those who have lived outside of major cities are almost considered a whole ethnicity in of themselves with how generations have passed, adapting to the wilderness over time and easing into the dangerous lifestyle.


The entire nation's fate is decided by a king, what they decree being the most important in all of the Amucian society. Being given the status of King is no mere act of nepotism either- there is an entire complex bloodline dedicated to maintaining a heir to the throne in case the present leader dies too early. In cases of peace (as it has been) these relatives- no matter how distant or close -will fight in a multitude of ways to make their claim to be the closest to the throne. Once the King falls, those with the most influence and ties to the recently deceased leader will make their claim to the title of King. This system is purely patriarchal, the title confined to a male only.


In comparison to civilizations with shields, lasers, cloning technology and advanced robotics, Amucia is very primitive indeed.

If anything, Amucia represents a mid-1900s with the ability to utilize exoskeletons, a slight amount of genetic engineering and obviously, spaceships. Certainly their civilian technology has upgraded as well, but people still follow a very specific routine relating to outside work, with little artificial help and still reliant on factories being manned by people over being controlled by robots. Almost all vehicles are still pinned to the ground, using tracks and wheels in order to get around environments. A odd combination of old and new, with a lot of the new stuck with the military.

Genetic engineering and exoskeletons are perhaps the most advanced technology, with genetic engineering being a (mostly) civilian appliance. Even then, it is confined by laws- the best one could do is modify certain colors of their body to a slight degree. Exoskeletons meanwhile are the embodiment of the military might, with soldiers in the Army equipped with exoskeletons with metal plating attached, bulky, but able to handle any spare weight added.

Then, there is the borderline technological apartheid with the those below the middle class and the Militia. Those too poor to afford genetic engineering can be seen with inferiority, unable to "Perfect the Amucian form." as some nobles have put it. Hatred against other Amucians over purity is a taboo- but like all taboos, there are those who embrace it with an unwavering mind. And then there is the Militia who unlike the Army, don't get exoskeletons or advanced weapons. Instead, they wear mere flak jackets and run about with conventional guns that have little worth to a armored target.


Products are primarily man-made, with factories lacking the help of robot workers. Instead, entire city blocks can be placed under the employ of a single factory owner, who'll have vast complexes dedicated to the production of products that the workers themselves will buy or use in their lives. It isn't a perfect system, but with the propaganda constantly fed through the system to tell people to work for their race first, their individual lives second, the factory workers have been able to work at a decent enough rate with total obedience. And as the population grows, more factories are made with more exploration into the wilderness, utilizing fresh resources to make something new for the next generation. A cycle without end, one very reliant on the population to be alive.





Ships can be placed in three categories:

Escorts
Thin hulls, large cannons, nothing more than a mere frigate in size.

To be a crewman of an escort is to embrace the title of cannon fodder and understand expendability. This doesn't just apply to how the ships are utilized in combat- serving aboard one of these vessels isn't an experience worth having, with the pay being absolutely low, numerous hazards that threaten to kill, a constant lack of the intelligent or skilled and having to learn how to be resourceful with your own supplies. Many find themselves often stuck with this job forever, unable to garner enough money to truly retire as much of their income must be spent on repairing their own ship in any drydock, civilian or military. Those old enough to be considered unfit for service often aren't let go by a crew if they wish to stay around, despite any disadvantages it may bring, for those who know the ship like home often know much more then any designer of this class of vessel.

It isn't without benefit however, those who serve aboard these ships- be it the marines stationed aboard, crewmen doing the day-to-day jobs or officers trying to deal with logistics, they all have a brotherly bond due to the demanding nature of being the cannon fodder of the navy. If anything holds true to the Amucian military as a whole, the most experienced will often be found in the worst positions.

Dreadnoughts
Bizzarely, frigates armed with large cannons is all there really is combat-wise, aside from these beasts.

There are only a total of 5 dreadnoughts in service.
Amucia's Hand
The Flawless
Thunderstrike
Destroyer
G-013 (Gamma)

Even with their limited number, only two have every been active at the same time. The expenses of keeping even one of these ships hovering doesn't make the taxed populous any happier, so most of the time all of these ships are sitting in a drydock waiting to be cleaned up and used for war.

When one of these monsters end up floating (if they ever do) they're a disturbing sight. Gigantic enough to be a nightmarish logistical mess, but with enough firepower to make up for it when a threat comes knocking. These ships are armed with three mighty frontal cannons, rows of turrets on left and right side of the hull, as well as a hangar and numerous missiles. It doesn't lack in the electronic warfare department either, with even the most abandoned and inactive ships being regularly updated and given upgrades to their technology. They also serve as transport, capable of carrying a small unit of soldiers with enough supplies to keep a moderate skirmish going for a week.

Transports

The most important class out of the entire navy and what the entire doctrine revolves around. Due to the navy lacking any variety or actual chance of winning, victory seems only achievable by ground.

Transports are the blood of the navy, there is no purpose of a fight without a transport abound. Either carrying troops for an invasion, critical supplies for a world under siege or providing room for scavenged material post-battle. Without these large boxy ships, there'd be no point for the Amucians to have a navy in the first place. They're the only vessels with a hull worthy of holding itself up against a few rounds, but their only useful weapon is the large crew. Boarding enemy vessels is the most common form of counter attack.

Navy Doctrine: Due to the lack of experience and how horribly unorganized most of the navy is, a doctrine is non-existent. The most common form of attack is just sheer unfocused brute force, unloading all the ammunition they can into an enemy before their ship blows up. It isn't smart, but it has worked against the stray ship drifting in space.


There are a variety of units and branches that can be described in thorough detail. Due to the bloated budget of the ground forces, they have more then ample supply of both manpower and equipment.

Conventional
The standard military is what could be expected out of any. Armored personnel carriers, heavy tanks, bombers, fighters, footsoldiers, etc. It isn't a very outlandish, or unique aside from the infantry utilizing exoskeletons. There are a diverse range of powerful weapons for infantry as well, though their power comes out of their capabilities to eliminate targets through sheer force. When compared to lasers, shielding and the alike, a lot of Amucian technology can seem primitive. Training is quite the same- it spans years, but compared to those with the experience of fighting many empires or rebellions, the military is lacks the ability to keep up. Perhaps the only benefit is the average soldiers' obedience and loyalty to Amucia, which is only instilled through the culture's prioritization of species first.

The planetary garrisons do make a standout however- not in a good way. The Militia as they're known are the planetary garrison of each world. They're armed with mere flak jackets, primitive (to Amucian standards) weapons and have incredibly bad organization, their large numbers not helping. Despite all that can happen and the specialized responses that are needed against such happenings, the Militia always find themselves to be the first to go in if its an option. Their purpose is merely to keep planets under control, nothing more.

Government Organizations, Special Agents, Honor Guard
Secrets are plentiful and dangerous, so there must be those that are quite the same. The unconventional and mysterious, these are as expected as well. Clad in black uniforms or dressed in heavy armor that hides their identities behind a layer of thick protective metal. It is not common for them to be deployed, though when they are it is entirely normal to assume something has gone awry.

Ground Doctrine: Mass infantry and guerrilla warfare, making the enemy lose through attrition and striking at key targets. There is a degree of combined arms- such as a reliance on heavily armored vehicles to escort convoys, or spacecraft to clear the skies of threats -but almost all work is expected to be started and finished by infantry.

The Humankind Empire of Astrana is a human-centric country that, while legally ruled by an emperor, is controlled by a fascist political party called Humanity United. This led to the outbreak of a civil war between the fascists and a coalition of constitutionalists, democrats, and alien nationalists.



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Truica, Floyn Thal System: The heart and sole of the Empire, Truica serves as the Imperial capital. It is host to a number of important institutions include the Imperial Palace, the Imperial Navy Academy, Imperial Intelligence, and the Imperial Center for Scientific Pursuit. On top of all this Truica’s planetary ring station hosts the third largest shipyard in the Empire and the system itself is the center of all trade in the Empire. Within the Empire, it can be said that all roads lead to Truica.

Atrar, Cormyral System: Homeworld of the Nalloth species, Atrar is a major industrial center in the Empire and home to its second largest shipyard. Atrar has long been considered as a lynchpin in the Empire’s defensive position towards the Federation and thus serves as an important logistical point for military operations in the region.

Odrela, Voflain System: Home to the Empire’s third largest shipyard, Odrela is considered to be, in many ways, the Imperial capital in the south. It is an economic and logistical hub in the region and has long served as a major naval base. Odrela itself is home to the Imperial family’s vacation palace, which has historically served as a place to host members of the Imperial family during times of crisis to ensure the continuation of the bloodline. It currently serves as the de facto capital of the rebellion.


Nalloth: The nalloth are the natural inhabitants of the Cormyral System. They have six legs, each of end in what can serve equally as both foot and hand. They exhibit characteristics of both mammals and reptiles: they have scaly skin that they regularly shed, but are warmblooded and give live birth. They have four small eyes and a mouth that is literally filled with razor sharp teeth.

Nalloth commonly partake in various drugs for both recreational and ritualistic purposes. Their language consists of a series of shrill whistles, whines, and grunts with small differences in pitch and tone having a small effect on the meaning of a 'word'. While a human is capable of understanding a majority of the native Nalloth language they cannot hope to speak it and Nalloth can, at best, imitate some of the same words as humans use. Commonly nalloth make use of a form of sign language to communicate with those who can't speak their language.

Nerkin: An insect-like race, nerkins are carnivores with a voracious appetite. They have six limbs, four of which are traditionally used as arms, although they can run on all six with incredible ease and speed. Surprisingly they are natural linguists, able to speak and comprehend most languages very easily, although their mandibles make a very distinct clicking noise whenever they speak. Nerkin are known for their somewhat violent tendencies, which are caused by their stronger fight-or-flight instincts; nerkin rarely attack creatures the same size as them unless threatened, although it is very easy to make them feel threatened.

Nerkin are commonly viewed as being dull and slow, although this isn’t entirely fair, the sentiment is not without merit. They struggle with rapid change and are slow to make decisions. Despite this they are remarkable craftsmen, able to finish just about any large construction project far quicker than most other sentients.


There are three generally accepted classes in Astranan society: the royal family, the nobility, and the commoners. As the name indicates, the royal family is the ruling class in the empire. The nobility is made up of viceroys, military officers, and those given a permanent title by the monarch. While technically anyone can become a noble, more often than not positions held by the nobility remain in nobility. The commoners are a bit different from the other classes as they are easily subdivided into other classes that include indentured servants, business entrepreneurs, and high level politicians.

Constitutionally xenos are to be treated the same as humans, and in most places in the empire this is true. However with the rise of Humanity United prejudices against xenos has risen in the imperial capital and northern territories.


The government is ruled by the reigning monarch, whose powers are limited by a constitution. A parliamentary body, elected by individual planetary populations, helps with the administration of the government while ensuring that the needs of the citizens are met without infringing upon their constitutional rights. The reigning monarch assigns viceroys to govern over star systems and individual planets; these viceroys in turn have a counterpart parliamentary body that deals with the system or planet’s laws and taxation. These viceroy assignments are held until the viceroy either dies, retires, or is recalled by the monarch.

That is, of course, according to the constitution. In reality a fascist pro-humanity political party known as Humanity United has control over the Imperial parliament and has used its immense influence to essential usurp power from the Emperor, while keeping him on the throne as a figurehead. Parliamentary elections at every level has been suspended until the “xeno menace” has been handled, leading to a civil war.


The technology of the Empire is much what one would expect from a major power in the region. They possess fairly advanced energy weapon in the form of particle beams which can even be used in strike craft and armored vehicles. Shielding for spacecraft is commonplace and even some infantry possess personal shields.


Cyberware: A broad term, cyberware refers to essentially any machine or hardware that is implanted into an animal. Cyberware can be divided into two categories: interfaces and prosthetics. Interfaces are implants that are used to interact with other machines, usually wirelessly, or store information. Specialized interfaces are used by the military to allow soldiers to link with their hardware to achieve better control or gather more information quicker. Interfaces are also used to accelerate the learning process. Prosthetics are hardware used to replace limbs or re-enable their use should they or the nervous system be damaged. A darker side to this technology involves replacing limbs with prosthetics to increase a soldier’s physical capabilities or use interfaces as a means of surveillance and control.

Defensive Smoke: By placing a charge on the particles created by a zero point generator and then dispersing those particles in an area a magnetic field can be generated. These particles essentially form a “cloud” of plasma that can vaporize projectiles and cause intense diffusion and blooming in energy weapons that go through it. It is important to note, however, that defensive smoke isn’t as effective of a defense as shields generally are and that multiple attacks will cause it to disperse. It is also important to note that a sufficiently powerful attack can punch through defensive smoke, although it will lose some of its strength in doing so. A ship technically has an unlimited amount of defensive smoke to employ, however using defensive smoke means there are less particles available for other applications such as propulsion or weapons. There have been instances of defensive smoke being used offensively as well in a sort of “shotgun” attack against strike craft or larger ships that got too close, although this is comparable rare.

FTL Catapult: Essentially the way a FTL catapult works is that it “hurls” a smaller craft into hyperspace. The craft requires only the most basic of functions, as all it has to do is “drop” out of hyperspace at the correct time to reach its destination. FTL catapults are typically viewed as highly efficient systems, as the craft expends none of its own energy to enter hyperspace and very little to exit. Most commonly FTL catapults take the form of massive space stations that are used to launch civilian and even military craft into hyperspace; however, carriers and even smaller specialized ships are equipped with FTL catapults and can launch smaller craft than themselves. Fighters are commonly deployed by FTL catapults and research has even allowed specialized “FTL torpedoes” to be developed.

Imperial Swords: Soldiers in the Imperial military have access to a variety of melee weapons called swords. While named after an archaic weapon, these swords have been updated for use in the modern battlefield and range from having plasma based blades to monomolecular blades.

Particle Beam Weaponry: These weapons function by taking the particles produced by a zero point generator, giving it a charge, and then accelerating these particles with a circular accelerator to produce a beam. These weapons are useful as they have more impact damage than lasers and possess greater penetration. On the flip side they have far less range, about one light second for the largest and most advanced models. Advancements in the miniaturization of the circular accelerator have resulted in even fighter craft being equipped with these weapons, although they are much weaker and have far less range than the models found on larger ships. Particle beam weaponry effectively have unlimited ammunition due to how the zero point generator functions, but this means that there are fewer particles available for other applications. Continual use can also overheat the weapon, decreasing its effectiveness.

Personal Energy Shield: Some of the more expensive suits of infantry armor used by the Empire, usually those used by elite forces, are equipped with energy shields capable of protecting the user from a variety of attacks. While effectively useless against large calibre/power attacks, these do provide some additional protection from small arms fire and shrapnel.

Q-thruster: Short for quantum vacuum plasma thruster, Q-thrusters are a type of drive used to propel almost all of the ships used by the Empire. Q-thrusters make use of the virtual particles produced by a zero point generator by charging the particles, effectively turning the particles into plasma. The particles are then exposed to a crossed electric and magnetic field which induces a force on the particles. As the particles are expelled in one direction an equal force is applied on the rest of the ship, thus propelling it in the opposite direction. Because of the way they function Q-thrusters do not require fuel, thus saving space in the ship and eliminating the risks inherent with many conventional fuels.

Squire AI: Squire AI are specialized AI designed to push human capabilities beyond their natural limit. Usually these AI are integrated into a piece of equipment such as a strike craft, warship, or armor and interact with its user via their implant. Squire’s are set up in a way that they are intended to make it as if the equipment they are installed in is a part of the user’s body; but it does more than that. The AI helps process large amounts of data for its user and supplements its user in a way that greatly increases their decision making abilities and reflexes. Some high ranking officials even have these AI permanently installed in their cyberware, although this is somewhat rare. Commonly Squire AI are simply referred to as ‘Squire’, however some users decide to give them a real name.The use of limited purview and sophisticated moral and reinforcement coding ensures that Squires do not become a threat to those who made and use them.

Zero Point Generator: Using the dynamic Casimir effect, two reflective flat plates are placed a few nanometers apart. These plates are then manipulated in such a way that they osculate, producing particles and energy in the process. The zero point generator first saw use in space craft, which they were used to power and propel without fuel. Later developments allowed for the construction of massive zero point power plants that provide power for entire cities. While the virtual particles produced by a zero point generator are inherently useless, due to ceasing to exist after a short amount of time, by charging these particles they can be made usable for a wide variety of applications. It wouldn't be an understatement to declare the zero point generator as the foundation of modern Imperial technology.


Fueled by an unimaginably large stockpile of resources locked in asteroids and a truly massive workforce, the Empire is an industrial machine always churning out massive amounts of goods. Ship building is a particular emphasis of Imperial industrial might, with the output of entire planets dedicated to the construction of ships, both civilian and military. While, by Imperial decree, all inhabited planets are required to be able to produce their own basic necessities, massive shipments of raw resources and finished products are still continually moved from planet to planet to ensure the production of less basic goods can be produced efficiently.


The Imperial military is a well trained and equipped force that prefers firepower and mobility over defense. As a rule of thumb both the ground forces and navy prefer close-in engagements.


Command of the Stars Doctrine: The Imperial navy’s doctrine revolves around maintaining complete dominance wherever it operates. This is achieved by either finding and crushing hostile forces in traditional battle or attacking and destroying their logistical base. Towards these ends Imperial ships are made to be both fast and powerful.



Manuever-Firepower Doctrine: The combat doctrine of the Imperial ground forces revolves around incapacitating the enemy’s decision making ability through shock and disruption. This doctrine revolves around punching through enemy lines, or outmaneuvering the enemy, in order to strike their command structures and logistical bases.




There is no official aerospace branch of the Imperial military, instead the strike craft that would make up such a branch operate under the control of the Imperial Navy and Imperial Ground Forces.

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Oshela Prime: Capital of Oshera, 24% of the people here are vir'laks and curen.Littered with skyscrapers and machines, The heavily terraformed planet is nothing but a big city and the star of Oshela.

Catalim: The home of the curen species. And the 2nd biggest planet, Filled with military base and big shipyards, This is the trading capital of the republic. 35% of the population are humans and vir'laks.

Teren-5: Home of the vir'lak species filled with asteroid miners and shipyards, This is the main source of military equipment for the republic's navy.




There are three classes in the Oshelan society. The rich,The nobility and The commoner all classes are accepted in all planets rich nor commoner. The goverment values them all..


Led by a chancellor the goverment has 3 branches. Homeland Defense,Natural Resources and Civil Affairs.Each has supervisor which represents the branches in the 'Oshelan Court' here they propose things they could add and other political matters system overseer also appears on the Oshela Court once a offer is at the table they talk about it then they will vote on what conditions about the terms.

Homeland Defense are connected to the police force and military, Natural resources are about asteroid mining and resources gathering and finally Civil Affairs are about dealing with problem within the planets.


Due to high technology they are very advanced.











The power of the forces of Oshela is fair..High technology needs budget thankfully they due to rumors of the Daisan Order people bought tons of building materials from Oshela to protect themselves perhaps.Thus increasing the budget,According to calculations there are 10.000 ships in total under the command of Homeland Security Navy Division.

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The Confederacy was formed after a massive galactic war nearly destroyed several systems. It was originally going to last for fifty years before dissolving back to their own civilization. However, the leaders decided that it was best if the Confederacy stayed permanently. Now that it has been fifty years since that terrible war, the Confederate Systems of Ethon (CSoE) is still rebuilding from the war. Their military and fleet were the first to be repaired and upgraded at the cost of delays on populated areas. They are nearly finished with the most populated and important areas of the CSoE.

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TBA


Ethon: The capital of the Confederacy


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The Kingdom of Amucia is notorious for strong ethno-nationalism, rapid breeding, vast cities and even more vast farmland. Their borders tightly controlled to make sure nothing gets through without permission, with Amucians rarely knowing much of what happens beyond their nation unless it spins the Kingdom in a positive light. Colonization is heavily supported due to the overpopulated and densely packed nature of Amucian cities, as well as how quickly them become so thanks to the swift population growth. Almost all colonies are located on cold, vegetated planets, minus a few mining colonies in a distant asteroid or on a desert world. Colonies also receive much more freedom from the government's control and gives farmers the right to make or buy guns and ammo.



The Kingdom's founding was not a convetional political victory.

A ceaseless war. After a forever of being confronted by numerous foes, the remains of a great nation had been burned to the ground. In these times a nobleman had risen with an idea not too uncommon with history, one he met with great success. A ethno-nationalist society built around the Amucian people was presented, at the time it was nothing more than another rabble of terrorists who sought to subvert the norm. Little was it known by both these fighters and the remaining citizens that this ideology would catch on with ease, with the mere wars over territory evolving into the survival of a species, or so was claimed.

In the end, they had won over the majority of the Amucian population, especially as every territory claimed would offer a unusually optimistic fervor about the future. Once victory had been achieved and control of the territories wrangled over, those considered unfit for survival in the new age were executed en mass or forced into distant mountains or thick swampland. The nobleman who had been commanding these forces swiftly crowning himself as king, finding his old mansion on his homeworld fit to be refitted into a palace. A century on, past a population boom, rewriting of history, two other kings and a leap in technology, the Amucian Kingdom sits in silence, watching the borders with a long standing hatred for those beyond.


N/A, map in OOC.



Amucia & Dresel

A place of cities so densely packed and active that it is increasingly rare to find a empty street. Both planets share their rarity in wildlife or natural environments, nearly everything having been touched by the Amucians at one point or replaced by buildings entirely. They are the beating heart of the Kingdom, bustling with activity as ships never cease in their deliveries from the furthest colonies to the closest continents. It is truly a place of awe, especially with the structures dating back thousands of years still standing tall, as if time itself wouldn't dare touch them.

Habda

While seeming nothing more than a farm world with a minimal population, the reality is always more important. Science facilities built deep into the ice cold mountains have personnel working consistently to bring about something new to support the kingdom's efforts in expansion and colonization. While their efforts are done with much dedication and plenty of seeming unsolvable challenges being prodded, results are more often noting more then a too small of a solution to a gigantic problem. Nonetheless, research continues...

The Grasslands

Ursa 1 and Ursa 2

The planets weren't named or originally colonized by the Amucians- but after removing the previous populace, they treat it as if it were their own. With a eagerness to utilize nature to their advantage, the untamed lands of both planets are utilized to produce much of the food needed to keep the Kingdom alive. The Grasslands are the second most important system in the entire territory, the navy having a strong presence with constant patrols. If both worlds were to fall, it'd have nearly apocalyptic consequences instantly for the entire Kingdom itself, never mind a year into the future.


Amucians are humanoid- two ears, eyes, legs, feet, arms and hands.

The average Amucian is around 6'0ft, with a snout and two pointy ears as well as a thin layer of fur covering their flesh. The color of their eyes are a blue or brown, with any human-like hair being either blonde or brown and fur being largely lightish-tan, brown, a mix of both or pure white. These colors can darken over time if Amucians are exposed to the sun long enough, much like humans tanning. Those genetically modified have access to red, purple and green eyes, as well as a slightly different lighter/darker tone in fur. Females and males are both similar to humans as well, including internal organs. Despite what could be implied from appearance, they do not seem harbor little or zero relation to animals.

The demographics ethno-state is majority Amucian, near one-hundred percent. The only aliens holding back that 100% are those who either had ancestors originally live on the planet and by Amucian law, have the right to remain settled without citizenship, or those who are enslaved and work in prisons, mines, farms and factories.


The Amucians are a very species-focused society, finding unity and beauty in their physical similarities to each other. This focus on looks is incorporated into their relations with other races, Amucian hostility assuredly apart of their stereotype. Though aliens do exist to a degree, they are either forced to work or kept in tiny reservations that are purposefully constricting them of resources and then naturally, forcing them to leave. It isn't uncommon in the Kingdom to have a paranoia for potential "intruders" who have bypassed the border. If the navy have been watching out for anything these past decades, it has indeed been these alien intruders.

For the average Amucian life is nothing more then work towards a greater goal in mind. In this case, united, they all work towards a bigger, stronger, safer and better Amucia, but individually they're quite the people with ulterior motives in mind. From the lowest menial workers to the noblemen, all suffer from their obsessive need to climb the ladder of progress by any means. Accusations of sabotage are common the higher you find yourself, a few deaths abound eventually. Despite these actions there is very little issues between Amucians, the acts of sabotage having been merged too well with culture itself.

Though this group-minded culture has even made situations in the military dire. The navy is treated as a distant cousin in contrast with ground forces, where all the naval personnel must rely on themselves first to get anywhere alive. Meanwhile the generals keep their bloated army budget, unwilling to cooperate with admirals on the merest of things while extra resources get dumped to the ground forces, who will continue to stockpile endlessly.

Militarism is rampant as one could imagine, with soldiers taking a regular place among civilians in day-to-day life. The military itself is unsurprisingly worshiped and seen as a viable long term job opportunity for males. Women are regulated to a housewife role, though they undoubtedly take place as workers in both urban and rural life if beneficial. Rural life is a whole other category- to be living on a farm to deal with alien wildlife running amok and possibly killing family, or deadly unknown diseases coming by wind. Those who have lived outside of major cities are almost considered a whole ethnicity in of themselves with how generations have passed, adapting to the wilderness over time and easing into the dangerous lifestyle.


The entire nation's fate is decided by a king, what they decree being the most important in all of the Amucian society. Being given the status of King is no mere act of nepotism either- there is an entire complex bloodline dedicated to maintaining a heir to the throne once the leader dies. In cases of peace (as it has been) these relatives- no matter how distant or close -will fight in a multitude of ways to make their claim to be the closest to the throne. Once the King falls, those with the most influence and ties to the recently deceased leader will make their claim to the title of King. This system is purely patriarchal, the title confined to a male only.


In comparison to civilizations with shields, lasers, cloning technology and advanced robotics, Amucia is very primitive indeed.

If anything, Amucia represents a mid-1900s with the ability to utilize exoskeletons, a slight amount of genetic engineering and obviously, spaceships. Certainly their civilian technology has upgraded as well, but people still follow a very specific routine relating to outside work, with little artificial help and still reliant on factories being manned by people over being controlled by robots. Almost all vehicles are still pinned to the ground, using tracks and wheels in order to get around environments. A odd combination of old and new, with a lot of the new stuck with the military.

Genetic engineering and exoskeletons are perhaps the most advanced technology, with genetic engineering being a (mostly) civilian appliance. Even then, it is confined by laws- the best one could do is modify certain colors of their body to a slight degree. Exoskeletons meanwhile are the embodiment of the military might, with soldiers in the Army equipped with exoskeletons with metal plating attached, bulky, but able to handle any spare weight added.

Then, there is the borderline technological apartheid with the those below the middle class and the Militia. Those too poor to afford genetic engineering can be seen with inferiority, unable to "Perfect the Amucian form." as some nobles have put it. Hatred against other Amucians over purity is a taboo- but like all taboos, there are those who embrace it with an unwavering mind. And then there is the Militia who unlike most of the military, don't get exoskeletons or advanced weapons. Instead, they wear mere flak jackets and run about with conventional guns that have little worth to a armored target.


Products are primarily man-made, with factories lacking the help of robot workers. Instead, entire city blocks can be placed under the employ of a single factory owner, who'll have vast complexes dedicated to the production of products that the workers themselves will buy or use in their lives. It isn't a perfect system, but with the propaganda constantly fed through the system to tell people to work for their race first, their individual lives second, the factory workers have been able to work at a decent enough rate with total obedience. And as the population grows, more factories are made with more exploration into the wilderness, utilizing fresh resources to make something new for the next generation. Production has remained high with issues few in number, despite the reliance on maintaining a growing and youthful population.





Ships can be placed in three categories:

Escorts
Thin hulls, large cannons, nothing more than a mere frigate in size.

To be a crewman of an escort is to embrace the title of cannon fodder and understand expendability. This doesn't just apply to how the ships are utilized in combat- serving aboard one of these vessels isn't an experience worth having, with the pay being absolutely low, numerous hazards that threaten to kill, a constant lack of the intelligent or skilled and having to learn how to be resourceful with your own supplies. Many find themselves often stuck with this job forever, unable to garner enough money to truly retire as much of their income must be spent on repairing their own ship in any drydock, civilian or military. Those old enough to be considered unfit for service often aren't let go by a crew if they wish to stay around, despite any disadvantages it may bring, for those who know the ship like home often know much more then any designer of this class of vessel.

It isn't without benefit however, those who serve aboard these ships- be it the marines stationed aboard, crewmen doing the day-to-day jobs or officers trying to deal with logistics, they all have a brotherly bond due to the demanding nature of being the cannon fodder of the navy. If anything holds true to the Amucian military as a whole, the most experienced will often be found in the worst positions.

Dreadnoughts
Bizzarely, frigates armed with large cannons is all there really is combat-wise, aside from these glass cannons.

There are only a total of 5 dreadnoughts in service.
Amucia's Hand
The Flawless
Thunderstrike
Destroyer
G-013 (Gamma)

Even with their limited number, only two have every been active at the same time. The expenses of keeping even one of these ships hovering doesn't make the taxed populous any happier, so most of the time all of these ships are sitting in a drydock waiting to be cleaned up and used for war.

When one of these monsters end up floating (if they ever do) they're a disturbing sight. Gigantic enough to be a nightmarish logistical mess, but with enough firepower to make up for it when a threat comes knocking. These ships are armed with three mighty frontal cannons, rows of turrets on left and right side of the hull, as well as a hangar and numerous missiles. It doesn't lack in the electronic warfare department either, with even the most abandoned and inactive ships being regularly updated and given upgrades to their technology. They also serve as transport, capable of carrying a small unit of soldiers with enough supplies to keep a moderate skirmish going for a week. Their hulls are thicker then a frigate for sure, but they barely keep a hull breach away.

Transports

The most important class out of the entire navy and what the entire doctrine revolves around. Due to the navy lacking any variety or actual chance of winning, victory seems only achievable by ground.

Transports are the blood of the navy, there is no purpose of a war without transports doing something. Either carrying troops for an invasion, critical supplies for a world under siege or providing room for scavenged material post-battle. Without these large boxy ships, there'd be no point for the Amucians to have a navy in the first place. They're the only vessels with a hull worthy of holding itself up against a few rounds, but their only useful weapon is the large crew. Boarding enemy vessels is the most common form of counter attack.

Navy Doctrine: Due to the lack of experience and how horribly unorganized most of the navy is, a doctrine is non-existent. The most common form of attack is just sheer unfocused brute force, unloading all the ammunition they can into an enemy before their ship blows up. It isn't smart, but it has worked against the stray ship drifting in space.


There are a variety of units and branches that can be described in thorough detail. Due to the bloated budget of the ground forces, they have more then ample supply of both manpower and equipment.

Conventional
The standard military is what could be expected out of any. Armored personnel carriers, heavy tanks, bombers, fighters, footsoldiers, etc. It isn't a very outlandish, or unique aside from the infantry utilizing exoskeletons. There are a diverse range of powerful weapons for infantry as well, though their power comes out of their capabilities to eliminate targets through sheer force. When compared to lasers, shielding and the alike, a lot of Amucian technology can seem primitive. Training is quite the same- it spans years, but compared to those with the experience of fighting many empires or rebellions, the military is lacks the ability to keep up. Perhaps the only benefit is the average soldiers' obedience and loyalty to Amucia, which is only instilled through the culture's prioritization of species first.

The planetary garrisons do make a standout however- not in a good way. The Militia as they're known are the planetary garrison of each world. They're armed with mere flak jackets, primitive (to Amucian standards) weapons and have incredibly bad organization, their large numbers not helping. Despite all that can happen and the specialized responses that are needed against such happenings, the Militia always find themselves to be the first to go in if its an option. Their purpose is merely to keep planets under control, nothing more.

Government Organizations, Special Agents, Honor Guard
Secrets are plentiful and dangerous, so there must be those that are quite the same. The unconventional and mysterious, these are as expected as well. Clad in black uniforms or dressed in heavy armor that hides their identities behind a layer of thick protective metal. It is not common for them to be deployed, though when they are it is entirely normal to assume something has gone awry.

Ground Doctrine: Mass infantry and guerrilla warfare, making the enemy lose through attrition and striking at key targets. There is a degree of combined arms- such as a reliance on heavily armored vehicles to escort convoys, or spacecraft to clear the skies of threats -but almost all work is expected to be started and finished by infantry.