I wrote a little bit of history to my story yesterday, trying to get the kinks worked out. Thought I'd share it.
The
inhabitants of Nova Sentai were a race of traders and explorers that
were one of the first to investigate wormhole technology. Eventually
abandoned in favour of hyper-light travel, wormholes or
darkgates as they became known, would eventually form part of the
reason the Sentai have become one of the most scattered peoples in
the galaxy.
In
22-24, the Arthannan opened negotiations with the Sentai in a bid to
garner darkgate technology. Negotiations fell through, and soon
tensions escalated towards open war, lasting several years. Darkgates were
used on both sides, though the Arthannan could only utilise drives from captured vessels, and the Sentai's weaponry was
sub-standard compared to their foe.
Eventually
a decisive strike for the Sentai was rendered into an abject failure,
ultimately culminating in defeat for the species, when their fleet tried to
utilise newly found Hyper-Light technology for the first time. Many
of the ships were destroyed upon stardrive use, others were disabled
on re-entry, right next to the Arthannan fleet. The flagship, however, fared both better and worse. Their prototype drive landing
them within striking distance of the Arthannan home world, the Sentai
opened a barrage of darkgate missiles upon their foe. The missiles
malfunctioned, opening up a rift in space and hurtling hundreds of undetonated warheads along with the ship through to an unknown
destination.
The
Sentai home world soon faced the wrath of the Arthannan fleet.
Unprotected and at their wits end, they took to the stars, abandoning
the planet and its civilisation to the Arthannan. Harried though they were, they still managed to escape, eventually settling amongst other
peoples, integrating but never forgetting their roots through the
ages.
The
Arthannan eventually obtained their darkgate technology, but as the Sentai
had found to their detriment, it was unstable and ineffective at
best. In a cataclysm borne of hubris and greed, the Arthannan
homeworld was torn asunder, rendered into a million asteroids, soon sucked into orbit around their sun. The off-worlders
of that time were left adrift, having to find their own way in the
galaxy as the Sentai had done, forming colonies and raiding the stars
in an impotent rage at the foes that had escaped them.
Through
the ages Sentai and Arthannan fought, their grudges settling into
grim hatred. And to a few, the lost flagship began to take on a kind
of mythical quality. A treasure hunt in the depths of space, a race
between two enemies for a glowing prize and one final, solid victory.
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