Deep within the fringes of Wild Space, an ancient evil stirs...
Hakmut did and with the help of the stranger and the sacrifice of thousands upon thousands of lives, he created an artifact of beauty and untold power: The Great Eye. Hakmut used the artifact to not only win the war but annihilate the forces of Sethemis and inadvertently turn Ankhypt from a green forested land into the barren desert which it is today.
It is a New World, of Gods... and Monsters... Within the untamed worlds of Wild Space, there exists an enigmatic nation of mystics, Warlords and secret societies. A nation unlike any other that came before it. This Empire of the Ancient Eye is a theocratic feudal monarchy consisting of several fiefdoms and realms with a predominately Anubian population, united under a single ruler, but largely independent of eachother.
Ritualistic and archaic in nature, this loose coalition of sorcerers, noble houses and Warlords is united by religious fervor, lust for power and political convenience and is driven by a single, overriding goal: to find the pieces of the Eye, put the artifact back together and use it to subjugate the galaxy to their will.
Each of these fiefdoms is left largely to its own devices, the manner in which it is ruled being up to the local Warlord to decide. Not all is warm and sunny in heaven and some Warlords are more powerful than others. A webwork of political alliances and a system of granting and owing favors, creates a complex political system that is rife with intrigue and plots, as the Warlords compete against eachother for power, wealth and glory, while mysterious cults and secret societies plot in the shadows.
The population is kept obedient through the pervasiveness of religious doctrine, which is perpetuated and enforced by a powerful priesthood that is dedicated to the worship of the various gods and goddesses of the Anubian pantheon.
At the top of this order, sits Mythos, God-King of the Empire, who, through his dreaded War Chieftain, the Matador, enforces his rule upon the various constituencies which make up this nation and through religion, keeps the masses content and obedient. Not all constituencies abide by this system, though...
Ruled by a mysterious and charismatic Overlord who has taken power not by violence, but through the votes of the people and guided by a mysterious secret society of Force users known as the Wardens of the Shroud, the Shrouded Republic has sacrificed much to survive and out in the cold, dark expanse, it has become something which bears little resemblance to the Republics of the past. Something that is far more dangerous.
A consequence of lessons learned, the Shrouded Republic's military is capable and merciless and its fleets add up to almost half of the entire naval power of the Ancient Eye.
Cold, harsh and disciplined, the Shrouded Republic is united by ideals of order and meritocracy. Service guarantees citizenship and of all its people, only those who serve, or have served in the military, have the right to vote, while those whom it conquers, face the bitter reality that the Shrouded Republic was forced to learn: That freedom is never given. It must be earned.
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Edited by Kainan Wolfe, 31 January 2018 - 09:03 AM.