After the great war among the stars, the A'Taran race fled into the night in their great motherships, seeking a refuge where they might one day rebuild their mighty race to their former strength. As mentioned previously, the ships were faced with many dangers, including strange phenomena that even now baffle the astronomers of a thousand different star systems. It was one such inexplicable event that caused the loss of one of the ships, the Light Hope. It was (and is) believed to have been destroyed in a close encounter with a collapsing star.
The truth, however, is far more complex. The blind and faltering Light Hope was indeed lost, but not destroyed. It found its way across the gulfs, to a distant world far beyond the knowledge of their race. The survivors had lost almost everything, and could only focus their efforts on avoiding extinction. In time they forgot nearly everything of their origins, as history became little more than legend, and they truly had to start over.
This is their story.
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I will now step onto a different stage, and speak about the history of the A'Taran Empire. The world in which the Empire exists is isolated, and there are few stars in the night sky. Some curious individuals have probed the heavens with telescopes of metal and glass, but little has ever been found out there. In any case, they had issues enough waiting on the earth for them.
The legends of the Empire claim that they are descended from the great Gods of the sky - as is well-known, their race-name, "A'Tarans" translates literally to "Children of the Gods". The earliest legends talk of the sky Gods sending the Children down in a storm of fire and fury, to be their emissaries upon the world. These progenitors of the species found the world to be lush and rich with food and resources, and empty of anyone to oppose them. Indeed, no other sentient race has ever been known to exist in the world of the Empire.
From earliest times, they had existed as three Clans, each one denoted by their purpose, as well as the colour of their fur.
The Grey Clan, soft and ash-coloured - the wise, the learned, the leaders and the scholars.
The Red Clan, silky and dark-red - the builders, the adventurers, the dreamers and the artists.
The Black Clan, powerful and sable black - the warriors and defenders.
The Gods themselves, it was said, had divided the Children into these three clans, for this was the master plan that would provide the greatest strength, the greatest stability, and the focus to achieve what they must.
And what they must achieve, those early legends claim, is domination. Over all other creatures.
Strangely, there was a lack of warfare between the A'Tarans. Clan did not strive against clan, nor village against village. The Gods had forbidden it, and warned of the obliteration of the Children should they cease to be unified. This warning is one of the most repeated in the old texts.
The truth, however, is far more complex. The blind and faltering Light Hope was indeed lost, but not destroyed. It found its way across the gulfs, to a distant world far beyond the knowledge of their race. The survivors had lost almost everything, and could only focus their efforts on avoiding extinction. In time they forgot nearly everything of their origins, as history became little more than legend, and they truly had to start over.
This is their story.
~~
I will now step onto a different stage, and speak about the history of the A'Taran Empire. The world in which the Empire exists is isolated, and there are few stars in the night sky. Some curious individuals have probed the heavens with telescopes of metal and glass, but little has ever been found out there. In any case, they had issues enough waiting on the earth for them.
The legends of the Empire claim that they are descended from the great Gods of the sky - as is well-known, their race-name, "A'Tarans" translates literally to "Children of the Gods". The earliest legends talk of the sky Gods sending the Children down in a storm of fire and fury, to be their emissaries upon the world. These progenitors of the species found the world to be lush and rich with food and resources, and empty of anyone to oppose them. Indeed, no other sentient race has ever been known to exist in the world of the Empire.
From earliest times, they had existed as three Clans, each one denoted by their purpose, as well as the colour of their fur.
The Grey Clan, soft and ash-coloured - the wise, the learned, the leaders and the scholars.
The Red Clan, silky and dark-red - the builders, the adventurers, the dreamers and the artists.
The Black Clan, powerful and sable black - the warriors and defenders.
The Gods themselves, it was said, had divided the Children into these three clans, for this was the master plan that would provide the greatest strength, the greatest stability, and the focus to achieve what they must.
And what they must achieve, those early legends claim, is domination. Over all other creatures.
Strangely, there was a lack of warfare between the A'Tarans. Clan did not strive against clan, nor village against village. The Gods had forbidden it, and warned of the obliteration of the Children should they cease to be unified. This warning is one of the most repeated in the old texts.