Honored Resurgence Forces (HRF)
Type of Government: Stratocracy
Leader: High Warlord Jex Mal'tear
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Species(s) and Demographics: The Hexanagallions, and one human
Occupied Species: 1 billion humans, and various other races.
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Culture: The Hexanagallions are a traditional, honor bound society that revolved around War and upholding warrior ideals. In recent years they have slowed down their aggressive crusade, becoming accomplished mechanics, shipwrights, and merchants. Just as when they were first hunting on their homeworld, the males of the species go out to hunt and the females stay home to protect the young. Most marines and soldiers are male, and most planetary guards are female.
History: When the Imperium began expanding, there were 12 Warmasters on the Council of Hexana, presiding over the 12 provinces of the world. For many years Hexana remained independent as system after system fell to the might of the Imperium. The Hexanagallions were confident in their military might and strategic minds to keep their autonomy and freedom. However, when the day of reckoning came and the Imperium were at their doorstep, it was not military might that did them in. It was simple attrition, and economics. No other planet would trade with them, unless they joined the Imperium. They could travel nowhere local, unless they had Imperial access codes and friends. The day came when the Hexanagallions had to decide to give in. 8 out of the 12 Warmasters submitted to Imperial rule.
4 did not. 4 Warmasters saw it as a sign of weakness and dishonor, to be assimilated so quickly. Not only that, but do submit without raising arms! They gathered what forces they could, and took their greatest creation, the terraforming machine 'Life Bringer' with them. They sent the strike cruisers forward, and carved their way out of the system by terrifying force. The 4 loyalists did as they had never done before, and fled into the far reaches of space. Never again, they pledged.
Short years later, their fleet found themselves in the center of the Scutum-Crux Arm, and landed on a jungle moon orbiting a barren planet. They dubbed the moon Kal'vrosh, meaning 'People's Landing' in their language. The moon was unforgiving and harsh, close to the system's sun and teeming with great beasts. It was a blessing by the Honored Divine. They did their best to stay low on the Imperium's radar, Terraforming the worlds in that single system and inhabiting them. They began to make great structures of metal and strength, creating huge Ships that served as moving colonies for them to traverse space with, if ever their population reached such heights. And they did.
When they reached the 4th planet at the center of the system's line of heavenly bodies, they discovered something within its core. The planet was made of dense cavern systems that traversed the bulk of the world, some large enough for small cruisers to fly through. When they reached the center, they found an orb like a sun, that glowed golden. It had a radius of 300 meters on all sides, and even to this day, the Hexanagllions know not what its true purpose is. Only that their High Prophet receives visions when basked within its light, and that a mere year ago from the current star date, the Hexanagallions had developed a way to harness that energy in a slow, albeit safe manner. The light of the Prophet's Orb fuels the Flagship for Warmaster Jex.
Dating back however, for centuries the Hexanagallions have fought a successful guerrilla war with the Imperium. Never doing too much damage to raise the ire of all Imperial forces, but slowly driving back and distracting any forces that stray toward their lone system. That is, until 210 years ago when the Imperium collapsed. For 45 years afterwards, they gathered their strength and ships, being goaded by their Prophets that this was the time before the collapse of the Universe. It was now or never. Approximately 165 years ago, the first independent planet still gathering itself together after the Imperium's fall became silent. One year after, the entire system was silenced. A year later, another system was silenced. 5 years hence, another sent out distress signals, and was subsequently destroyed before silence. The calls for help were reached by the a neighboring system near the edge of the Sagittarius Arm, telling of brutal warships and horrifying troops of Reavers. Because of the ensuing chaos, many thought all in those systems were slaughtered until millions of refugees arrived in the Second Terran Imperium, giving tales of beasts that would allow them to live and run if they could.
System after system fell, until the Hexanagallions had cut a sizable piece of the Galaxy for themselves. The latest system to fall under their rule was the Ordo Sanctus system. The humans of Ordo Sanctus and their 4 planets gave up without a fight as the Hexanagallions entered their system, and they were allowed to live, the Warmaster honoring them. It was however, a ploy. The System fought back as the Hexagallions were off guard, taking out 5% of their forces without effort before the fight was on full. Within less than a year, the Hexagallions had conquered the system. When their military had been decimated beyond repair, the Hexanagallions allowed the civilians that remained to flee on their ships to spread word of their might. This would be the last system to fall, a mere 7 years ago finishing a small off a small campaign further east within the Galaxy, near the Gashathi Rule and the Dominion of Man, at the edge of Agonis Collective space.
In recent years, the Resurgence forces have sent out contacts to their fellows within the Second Terran Imperium. The loyalists have even halted their advance, becoming moderately good traders with the other systems. They might not be extremely savvy, but their code of honor permits them not to cheat on their deals, and are popular as a result. That does not mean that a lack of expansion means a lack of conflict. Space faring barbarians have come into contact 17 years previously, and an ongoing battle has ensued eveytime they have met. The HRF find them worthy practice, and a good way to test new recruits by sending them forth to hold them back. It has become a stalemate. They attempted to make contact with the Agonis Collective, before finding out the horrific truth of an A.I. subjugating races. The HRF are now mobilising to attack and help the rebels, but are taking their time as they must not only hold the line, but focus on another task soon to be dealt with.
Military:
Republican forces could have been drawn to the conflict and jumped in at the prospect of some fighting glory, helping their fellows escape to the Scutum-Crux Arm.
