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A brief history of the known galaxy...

A millennium ago, the good King Qar’tos ruled the galaxy with millions of subjects. The Gwalf, who had lost their home world centuries before, but who had found solace under Qar’tos’ protective hand, were small furry sentients known for their pursuit of knowledge. The Karesh, who had settled the grassy plains of Ress Janoa, were inventors and engineers who had originally been built by Qar’tos himself, designed to live for a thousand years. The giorck, who lived in the oceans of Trenago, were amphibians whose minds were so powerful they could speak without words, could move the heaviest of objects with a single thought. The escudo were perhaps the most primitive of the sentients, but they had a tremendous capacity for mechanical arts. There were others too, though not as large in number or significant. Yet all were loyal to him, their king.

 

Qar’tos' own people, the Archaeans, were treated fairly, but it was not enough for them. They considered themselves a supreme race, conquerors, and grew tired of submission. Then, in a sudden shift of power, Qar’tos was overthrown and killed by his own sister, the traitor Queen Zar-q’rah. Just as she had no compassion for her brother, she had even less so for the inferior species. Though she was intolerably cruel, her myriads of Archaeans, her robotic armies and aggressive guard animals – the kra’tanu - prevented their rebellion. A dark age, a slave age had begun. And she forced these slaves to build a great empire in her honor, on a world called Velek.

 

In its prime, Velek was a sprawling empire of buildings towering into the skies.  But though it was outwardly beautiful, inwardly, it was an ominous sign of oppression. Many slaves gave their lives for Zar-q’rah’s city. In time, some tried to stand up, and for their crimes, they were confined in Gale Force prison base, a space station orbiting Velek.

 

Even from inside their cells, the rebels kept their hope of freedom alive, until one day, at the advisement of a gwalf called Symon Brutus, they escaped their cells, overthrew the Archaean commander, seized the prison base and turned it into a rebel station.

 

From this base of operations, the rebels secretly began planning to free their families and millions of other slaves from Zar-q’rah’s cruelty. But unknown to them, she had planted a traitor in their midst. Only when they invaded Velek, risking their lives for their freedom, did they realize they had been led into a dangerous trap. The traitorous gwalf, Symon, who had agreed to lead the rebels into a trap in exchange for his own freedom, found freedom only in death. For Zar-q’rah made sure his death came swiftly. “No one likes a traitor.”

 

Though death appeared eminent to the rebels, as the war waged on, a new race entered the galaxy: humans. And with their assistance, the entire world of slaves rose to chase Zar-q’rah and her allies from the galaxy. From that day on, until now, the Archaeans have plotted the fall of the human empire and the other species which once rose against them. And that scheme has begun to unfold.

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