By the year 5215, Humanity and all that comes with them have spread far and wide across the galaxy, meeting and befriending many different races across the stars, and warring with many more. The Human empire was fear for over a 1000 years across known space, their military a force to be reckoned with.
But beneath the apparent order of the empire, lay the truth; a seething underbelly, dominated by smuggglers, bounty hunters, pirates, mercenaries and everything in between. Deals went down in bars - shootings as well - with barely a glance from the local Imperators. So long as it was small enough to be overlooked, or you had the cash to grease palms with, you could get away with almost anything.
The Empire form in a sort of concentric ring pattern, each one getting wider and wilder as they got further from the center, where bandits and killers plied their trade. The inner planets, where the wealthy, privledged and primarily human lived, was a place of opulence and order. Buildings made entirely of glass and crystal floated in the clouds above gorgeous green oceans. In the circle, the call it heaven; on the frontiers, the untamed call it where freedom goes to die.
Now, with a rebellion forming on one end of the Empire, conflict from warlords and political factions within, a ancient aliens race, long in hibernation, has begun to reclaim whats there, leaving frontier panets on the edge of the empire deolate, no survivors to tell of the horrors. The Imperical Agenda, the ruling caste, are doing their best to keep the threat hidden, but the truth has a way of getting out....
But beneath the apparent order of the empire, lay the truth; a seething underbelly, dominated by smuggglers, bounty hunters, pirates, mercenaries and everything in between. Deals went down in bars - shootings as well - with barely a glance from the local Imperators. So long as it was small enough to be overlooked, or you had the cash to grease palms with, you could get away with almost anything.
The Empire form in a sort of concentric ring pattern, each one getting wider and wilder as they got further from the center, where bandits and killers plied their trade. The inner planets, where the wealthy, privledged and primarily human lived, was a place of opulence and order. Buildings made entirely of glass and crystal floated in the clouds above gorgeous green oceans. In the circle, the call it heaven; on the frontiers, the untamed call it where freedom goes to die.
Now, with a rebellion forming on one end of the Empire, conflict from warlords and political factions within, a ancient aliens race, long in hibernation, has begun to reclaim whats there, leaving frontier panets on the edge of the empire deolate, no survivors to tell of the horrors. The Imperical Agenda, the ruling caste, are doing their best to keep the threat hidden, but the truth has a way of getting out....
