Most of the people of the Control Universe have been scattered by the interstellar winds of exploration, losing their national identity to the broader palate of intergalactic civilization.
In this first blog of a series I’ll be exploring the races that fought to retain their identities, their motivations and their resulting place in the universe.
The Russians are actually a collective of peoples descended from Eastern European states, various Slavic nations and, of course, Mother Russia. Time and the vastness of space have blurred the boundaries for these people, but they cling to a common identity fostered by a core of true Russians that have taken greater care of their past.
One thing is certain, they are fiercely loyal to this identity, willing to die to protect it.
Before the war the Russians had colonies across the developing industrial belt and had been instrumental in helping the Vorstaat become the backbone of the Coalition economy. As soon as the war broke out they aligned themselves with the Vorstaat, being sympathetic to their cause and having a vested interest in the economic outcome of the conflict.
In battle the Russians proved to be almost unstoppable. Their commitment to the cause and their ability to develop powerful weapons systems, especially explosives and ordinance, made them a force to be feared and respected on the field. The Vorstaat, though, weren’t good at sharing power. As they strayed into increasingly questionable moral territory in a ruthless bid to win the war the Vorstaat began to distance themselves from the Russian forces.
Fearful that the Russians would become a threat, forcing them to fight on two fronts, the Vorstaat made the Russians dismantle their military and demob their troops. From this point the Russians experienced a dramatic downturn in their fortunes.
Still treated as the enemy by the Coalition and shunned by the Vorstaat at large the Russians slipped into poverty and criminality, a once great nation of people become vagrants living in the darker corners of civilised space. They carved out a fragile existence, clinging to their identity with stoic tenacity and remaining unified, even in defeat.
It was a characteristic that would come to define them in ways no one could expect in the closing years of the war.