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Kaenei

Flag of Kaenei
Motto: Aengelistoria Dominica.
Region	Titan
Capital	Solarri
Official Language(s)	English , Baroque-Kaeneian
Leader	Governor-General Sophia Byzainti
Population	~ 4.5 billion
Currency	Not Applicable
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Overview

The Serene^Union of Kaenei is an Autocracy founded upon a large island landmass towards the Arctic Circle. The nation vehemently practices isolationism and is not accessible through normal means without express governmental authority. The populace of Kaenei are not native to the planet Earth, and are not a member of the Homo Sapiens species.

The Serene^Union is a signatory to the Triumvirate of Yut and Non-Democratic Alliance .

History

Age I: The Utopian Dream

In times long since vanished from memory, of which only the greatest deeds remain known, men of Earth once believed themselves to be at the centre of the universe. They believed the sun and the other eight planets of Sol did revolve around their world. In this sense, did they believe that they were the sum genius of the universe as a whole, and vocal point for life.

Now, men are not only more informed, but are joined in reality by the others that were privy to this same genius. Mankind truly realises its place amongst the stars is not only a far cry from the deity like stage they placed themselves on previously, but was indeed nothing more than an intermediate stage of life. Where men had cried, and warred, and murdered each other in cold blood for dozens of centuries, did he learn other life that had truly purged their hatred of each other, and descended to peace amongst themselves.

Also, did they learn of the terrible excesses of violence. Did they see what path they might walk down, of creatures bent over and foaming. Of great, rippled muscle and boring unflinching eyes. Did these creatures, known only as Orcs, stare out from their raging minds as men long since lost to violence? None could say.

Men learned much, as their Earth developed, in the calm. almost sterile clutch of Sol. But Earth was not unique in its learning curve. Just as each star visible to the eye represented a part of the galaxy fantastically far in distance from view, did other worlds prosper.

One such world, was the calm, tranquil orb of Solarri

This small world, barely two thirds the size of the planet Earth discussed previously, was located near the Anacithan system, almost eighty one thousand light years from Terra, man and his internal struggles. Solarri was however, far more important than its size and isolated location. For the small blue orb was the seat of ultimate power for an impressively broad federation of worlds and powers.

The Caelistis Gens Empire expanded over near ten thousand light years of space. Enveloping dozens upon dozens of individual empires, and hundreds of worlds, the CGE united beyond comparable measurement in the known galaxy at the time. Never before had so many barriers been broken down, and understanding reigned in true as was the case within the borders of the CGE.

The majority of this good feeling was directly down to the work of the then Emperor of the CGE. His full name no longer survives amongst intact Kaeneian records, nor do they continue truthfully in spoken word, but who shall be referred to here as The Droaidh-Emperator. Together with a reliable and knowledged band of loyal followers, did word and deed spread from Solarri to worlds beyond, and more.

Of which Kaenei belongs to, none can say. Memories or deeds do not stretch this far back. It is widely believed and all but established that the people who now come to call themselves Kaeneian are descended from Solarri itself, and thus truly at the hub of the CGE. However with events later to unfold, it is entirely believable a great number of others migrated, or joined those on the home world so that not all are of pure gene stock any longer.

At a time of true peace and understanding, did the frontiers of science fall back without belief. Advancements that would change the course of a single civilisation were the routine, wondrous acts and technologies expected and delivered. The sheer weight of ability carried by the finest minds across thousands of light years of space could not be underestimated. It is in this true way that war was avoided, and conflict not required. Through mutual co-operation, all other targets and aims were met, and surpassed. Of those ancient and fantastical achievements, little remain. The abilities of old have not survived the centuries that later passed, and time took bitter revenge on those that would claim to outshine the passing of a second, or minute or year.

It is supposed, and plausible that current Kaeneian gravimetric technology, being in such an advanced and well based state, is a long diluted side effect of what truly must have been world-changing abilities and stupendous power. Within the deepest, most reclusive vaults of the Aengelistoria Dominica, buried deep beneath oxygen seals, and corrosion resistors, lies the oldest written words of Kaenei. Though they come no closer than a text written yesterday to Solarri herself, it carries the written word of legend, stories of old passed down and despite undergoing dilution, still carrying a significant message.

And did those assembled heave breath, their lungs as one did empty at the sight before. [UNKNOWN] heaved itself with a great strain. Her kilometre long solar tendrils lashed out violently, surely [UNKNOWN] would have vaporized under the apocalyptic energies seething around her. Our strongest materials despite their [UNKNOWN] reputation would hardly survive her death throes. Yet thanks to [TRANSLATION FAILED] advancements within solar- molecular reinforcement, we can remain here, now as I observe and record this momentous event.

She is nearing her final, shuddering, baying loss. Already her core shines an unnaturally bright light. Her [ TRANSLATION PARTIAL- "CORONA"] dimming consistently with projections. At [COORDINATES ENCLOSED- LOCATION AND SYSTEM OF CALCULATION UNKNOWN] a small strand of fire began to spin. Arching out from the star itself, slowly this thread span at speeds doubling her traditional rotation. This thread thickened, expanded and continued outwards, flicking as though a tongue of some serpentine creature, and not a supposedly simple collection of gases and plasma. [UNKNOWN] will begin [UNKNOWN], most likely when the [UNKNOWN] process is at a sufficiently high yield to [UNKNOWN]. I [UNKNOWN] attempt [UNKNOWN] [UNKNOWN] --[TRANSCRIPT ENDS]--

For a time, The Caelistis Gens Empire was all powerful. Surpassing mortal labels and truly ascending to a near perfect state of unity, and evolution. Stagnation was avoided, and pushed back with the constant search for variation. As the empire expanded, and others agreed membership or volunteered, did their own cultural differences integrate into the group. Truly was this a utopian dream.

It was around this early date that the first semblances of what would later become the machine nation of Angelus were founded. Originally designed by the Droaidh-Emperator's son, Aelois as the controllers of the impressive armada that secured the CGE from all aggressors. Their full history can be found elsewhere, but sufficed to say they achieved sentience within two Terran years of activation, becoming a vital and again unique link in the chain of evolution.

Admittedly. with billions united, and technologies unrivalled, the threats that were of note to such an empire were few and far between. It was perhaps this lack of opposition that sowed the smallest, tiniest seeds that would later fuel the fire that signalled the burning, and total destruction of paradise.

The quest for more was never ending. More knowledge, more resources, more citizens and more experiences. In the majority of cases, it was a simple integration that marked the end of one independent civilisation, and the beginning of another. Occasionally, a little more effort and work was required for unification. Ultimately, all were successful in some form or other. Indeed, many rose to prominent positions within the empire, becoming influential in the fields of economics, production or in individual cases, the attention and patronage of the Droaidh-Emperator himself.

It was one such individual, amongst one such family, amongst one such nation state that would become as well known as anything within Kaeneian spheres. A wealthy and intelligent man, he saw the opportunity the CGE presented the way any sane individual would. However disturbing signs of just how literal he believed in opportunity arose quickly. His prominence diplomatically, and in bringing no less than fifteen other sentient alliances into the fold attracted the Emperator's attention. Within a sort few years, he had been invited, and accepted a place within the personal entourage of the leader of the CGS, and only a few, short steps from ultimate glory and power.

From his lofty perch, the intelligent aide observed and noted all. Nothing of semi-worthy note escaped his attentions as every corner of the empire was in turn watched intently. Even the actions of the entourage he was a member of, was open to observation. In this way, information became a key building block of his power base.

years passed without further incidence. The Caelistis Gens continued as they always had. Nothing of note occurred nor failed to pass without expectation. Beneath this glass of ordinary existence, a single speck of rain, heralding a storm of unbelievable fury, fell. For in the time passed, the one Aide had grown to crave, and lust all. His greed reached heights not known in ten thousand years of existence and development. In a society where literally every single person was totally, and utterly trusted in their position, where an order from a high ranking individual carried out without hesitation, he was a dangerous influence indeed.

It is believed around this time, he hatched a plot of such heretical nature, of such utter contempt, that to repeat it within this document is done only with the gravest reservations. Did this nameless aide create a plan of pure maliciousness. his aim was to seize all glory and achievement in one, foul swoop. There would be no long campaign of internal trickery, there would be no external show of might. No, of this once proud inductee, the ultimate sin would be a commonplace act.

For him, the death of the Droaidh-Emperator and his family would be the only true pathway for his ascension. Indeed.

Records do not indicate for how long this plot lay developing, or of who or what aided the creature in its embryonic catalyst. All that is certainly known, is it took one night, twenty four earth hours, for the Caelistis Gens Empire to burn.

Age II: A night of fire

To this day it is unknown both how and by how much the united forces of the Caelistis Gens fell to corruption. Barely any recorded deed from this time for darkness remain in the knowledge of modern Kaenei, and figures are near impossible to identify, but what is certain is a near equal shattering of the armed forces occurred.

It is known only that in the space of one Terran day, twenty four hours, did this one observer, and consumer of information arrive in orbit of Solarri. In his entourage did he take six starships, whose names are long since lost and buried. Despite the unusual proceedings of fleet movements around the Solarri system, nothing untoward was deemed.

It was a fatal error.

The next few seconds shattered the Empire for a lifetime. From high orbit, the accompanying fleet opened fire. Scathing beams of irradiating energy struck and vaporized planet defences with murderous intensity and knowledge. Without even time for the electronic intelligences to realise what was underway, were the massive, silo-like defence lasers melted in their metal tubes, rendered useless and impotent.

Concussion warheads tore through the atmosphere, arcing through non-active defence shields with a triumphant score. They buried themselves deep within solid duranium constructs, detonating with fury like nothing encountered on this tranquil orb in ten millennia of peace.

Those that would disgrace their oaths to the Droaidh-Emperator did not receive it all their own way. Within four minutes of the initial strike, a relief force launched from Solarri's lone orbiting moon. Stopping not even to ponder tactics, nor formations, launched themselves against their hated, betrayal-brethren. Phase distortion cannons locked together within a foreboding backdrop of blue and black. Transphasic warheads detonated hulls without a care as to the balance of power behind enemy lines. Screams and agonies of countless hundreds of servicemen and women were forgotten amongst the carnage.

But there would be no simple success for the Rebel element, and no quick resumption of power for the loyalists.

For now they did not fight poorly armed, badly motivated extremists. This time they battled brother officers, equally well adept, equally well trained and most importantly of all, utterly convinced of their superiority over the traditional rule. For almost eighteen hours the battle waged over Solarri. The Loyalists handed the opportunity to strike hard first, were quickly bolstered by reinforcements arriving from all stretches of the empire.

Fortunately for the self-professed "Neo-Emperor", the very maligned creature that had planned and plotted and conspired all those years ago, spent his waking moments observing everything and all, his forces were able to survive, thanks mainly to the hesitation of the home guard to utilise more devastating weaponry, so close to Solarri herself.

It was this, amongst other poor decisions that began the rout towards the central palace itself.

Dropping from whatever realms of physics-bending space they travelled through, such technology not even surviving in written lore to this day, the bulk of the Rebel fleet made one, swift motion. Taking their considerable numbers, they played a dangerous, calculated move.

The battle left the immediate vicinity of the CGE home world. The commanding craft, housing the traitor himself, and his surviving escorts, that had made up the original betrayer fleet, moved out system, swamped by rapidly arriving loyal forces. Dropping all starships in on the Solarri defensive beacon, they overwhelmed the system defence craft who had remained behind to secure whilst the bulk of the offensive loyalist fleet chased after the command carrier and her escorts.

Virtually denied any hope of detection, the System craft were utterly helpless as they were smashed aside, swamped by strength of numbers, and vaporized even as they desperately called for assistance. Realising almost too late, the surviving loyalist fleet turned back, making all speed to Solarri.

The situation to sum up, had changed markedly. Through devious and cunning tactics, and the use of the CGS temper at being betrayed, the kingdom of Solarri had been lain wide out open, soft supple skin for a sharp blade to stab, and draw blood. The surviving planet based defences worked as hard as they could ever be expected to, as the skies turned black. Swarms of landing craft blotted out the strong sun, even as natural clouds began to gather overhead, an omen of things to come.

Eventually, the point cannons and torpedo batteries were overwhelmed, and fell. Millions of rebel-lusted battalions descended on the serene, ornate gardens of the outermost city sections. Discharging their weapons before they had time yet to realise their location, so eager were they to bring down the CGS and all it stood for.

From his perch at the city university, the supreme Emperator himself looked on with a resigned certainty. They had been foolish in their naivety, to think this universe could accept peace and unification. The greedy, selfish whims of those they would try and help had brought this all, and they would pay heavily for another and their sins. Despite their proximity, loyalist reinforcements were still making their way in-system, and although able to cut through the rebel supply lines, they could not make their presence felt where it would count the most.

Millions of troops poured on to the surface, dropping from orbit unchecked as the last of the automated orbital batteries fell to heavy fire and bombardment. The capital was the first to bear the full brunt of the treachery, fully three and a half million landing in the first two hours alone, and quickly razing anything and everything to the ground with phase fire, and plasma mines.

Great plumes of smoke wafted into the air around the city. Whole sectors slowly incinerated into ash, sometimes mixed with the charred mass of bones that were the only remembrance of the people who had been caught in the wave. Despite being as well trained and motivated as the rebels, the Solarri Guard found themselves easily outnumbered by a mind boggling ratio, and with no chance of immediate reinforcement. Despite a slick and brilliant campaign of precise targeting and shadow-like night raids the Rebel forces were constantly resupplied from orbit, making any blows dealt to them a delay at best, and a waste of life at worst.

With a heavy chain around his heart, and a heaving chest, the Emperator ordered that the High Guard fall back to the central belt, abandoning the city to fire, and blood.

It is said that the dividing wall that separated the central palace from the rest of the city was stained red with the blood of those that would do battle around its most holy walls. Perched in the best defensive positions possible, and ready, the Loyalists took a heavy reaping of souls, bodies piling up so quickly that it became a must for them to be pushed off, lest they provide a way in their eternal rest for the wall to be breached.

But all was in vain. As millions more betrayers fell from orbit to join the battle, the walls themselves creaked with the sheer throng of bodies and weaponry throwing themselves forward. Within the cold depths of space, weapons fire flew as the massive and all-powerful vessels of the third Solarri fleet collided with the rear support of the Rebel fleet. They tore a gaping hole into the despoilers, but lost precious time attempting to cut through and reach the embattled world ahead.

It is not precisely known how the outer wall was finally breached. Common legend dictates that it was the mountains of dead that rose up like obscene supports, allowed the attacking lines entry over the top, and into the complex. It is more likely that a combination of concussion warheads and sheer venomous will, with no regard for self preservation allowed a breach to develop. It is of no matter, as the fall of the palace was confirmed. Without the final bastion of protection that the outer wall provided, the minions of dishonesty and darkness poured through, killing hundreds of their own in massive crushes as they sought to enter and dispatch any against them at all haste.

Defenceless servants, running as fast as their aged legs could carry them. The younger, fragile Librarixons that screamed and clawed at any who would listen. The precious few, white clad of the Guardians, giving their lives gladly as they sought to stem the tide. All were brutally cut down as they swarmed into the sanctity of the inner chambers.

Priceless data nodes, arranged into massive ever-spanning libraries that contained in some cases the sum records of civilisations long since departed and lost to this world, or of knowledge that could alter the balance of power in a sector, was vaporized and burned without thought.

Fragile, sculpted art that could lay claim to creation by the greatest artistic minds of the Empire, that could change the mood of a person for ever after, were ripped apart and trampled. Many more innocents were attacked, and violated in ways too heinous to imagine here. All the while the few hundred surviving Guardians gave ready to sacrifice themselves utterly, to provide the sole means of escape for the Emperator, and what remained of his family.

Amidst the sky-spanning towers of the palace, on a windswept gravity platform, a solitary, yet giant figure regarded the carnage unravelling before him. His gaze watched over the seething mass of rabid figures, and terrible war machines that tore apart and destroyed all he had worked for and persevered to maintain. With that, the Emperator of the Caelistis Gens Empire, heavy of heart did the only thing that he could do in such circumstances. Gathering up the last of his entourage, and secure in the knowledge of the sacrifice those around were committing, he left the palace, and Solarri.

The royal starship, of which no detail survives, was more powerful than any craft of the time nor space, escorted by the finest the CGS armada could arrange. He broke through the rebel blockade with a vengeful ease, fleeing for parts and destinations that to this day are not known.

It is around this time that Angelus left CGS space. Taking the entirety of the Armada, and seeing that all was lost, they took what little of the civilisation remained, and thusly preserved it, if nothing for than to act as a memory for all of the savage greed humankind and its like were capable of.

As the palace was hauled down, and burned. As vast towers of antiquity and beauty were ripped apart and skewed, one final attempt at a half hearted survival was made.

As the Rebellion focused its sole efforts on routing the capital, and the palace complex, the last remainders of the surviving merchant and defence fleet gathered in far orbit. Left virtually unchallenged, as little a threat as they presented, they frantically began to lift as many lives as they could from the war zone that was the surface. Titanic transport craft, hauled from the ignored civilian stations nearby, and quickly retrofitted, were filled to capacity with any and all who could board a space worthy transport and make for orbital lift.

Frantic work continued as every last CGS starship that could be apprehended was so, and lent to the task. As time passed, and the Betrayers turned their attention elsewhere, the narrow window closed. At once the makeshift Samaritan operation came under fire. Two transports were lost in as many minutes, caught without protection as they waited for one last transport, never giving up a hope more could be saved. Without firing in return, the makeshift collection of surviving warships and tankers made for the system perimeter at all speed.

The Rebels did not give chase. Likely as they were able to destroy the escapees, the chances of considerable resistance that distance from Solarri was likely. Instead, they preferred total forced pacification.

As the last vestiges of the CGE humanitarian armada reached the jump beacon, and readied themselves for superluminal speeds, their sensors recorded the final, great act of savagery that marked the end of the supreme betrayal. Energy monitors spiked as the assembled rebel fleet began to attack the surface of the world itself, concussion cannons, weapons of unbelievable destruction, were unleashed against the unarmed and defenceless population centres of the major continents.

The fleet left before the hour had elapsed.

For almost eight months the fleeing Armada travelled. They dared not stop for longer than a day, as long range sensors indicated their near constant pursuit by gleeful rebel forces. Thoughts did not turn to Solarri, or the fate of trillions now under the iron fist of a crazed, power hungry monster. What life could be led under a leader who feared not in a second to eradicate billions?

The journey was difficult. And of a fleet numbering no less than one billion life forms, and thousands of ships, less than one half of them survived to appreciate their hollow triumph, in the face of such adversity. For so many long centuries, had petty pirates and minor powers grown jealous of the CGE. Inept and foolish, and in no way or stretch of the imagination a threat, they had maintained their silence, and impudent anger. But now, they took the opportunity to strike. Attacking the outermost CGS worlds in full knowledge the supreme fleet would not come to their aid, nor assist.

In this manner, did the Armada come under almost constant attack.

The ships of the Kaeneians, who made up the majority of the present starships and people, were, though not on a par with the Angelus-operated vessels of the CGS, more than a match for the pitiful scraps that were sent after and engaged with them. For months at a time, they would present a bothersome problem at most.

However, the battle that waged seemed unending. As natural wear and tear continued, repairs were found to be impossible. Supplies that were gathered with scarcely an hour to spare were depleted. Antimatter soon became such a rare option that the entire fleet sought to travel at sub light speeds for weeks, in an effort to conserve energy.

These bothersome pirates soon found themselves able to lay waste to one, or two starships with considerable fleets, to which they continued at for unbelievable amounts of time.

Thirty thousand light years on, and almost a third of the fleet down, the Kaeneians finally found peace, as their Armada moved outside the convenient range of their limited attack craft, and long range carriers. Yet still, there would be little in the way to celebrate. They were doomed. Not to the same standard as the Eldar of this dimension, whose eventual end was certain and timed. No, back where their ion trail drifted lay an empire of trillions. Billions of Kaeneians remained behind, most likely surviving. But under what terrible conditions? In essence, and in freedom the race of Kaenei, was at an end.

Such knowledge weighed heavily, yet it is testament to their divine belief that in one hundred and ten years of travel, they did not once question in leadership, nor quarrel amongst themselves for resources. Despite the strains, and agonies, they remained united. For what purpose sadly, none were even sure.

Age III: A second founding

It was as this, nearly one hundred thousand light years further on, and over a century of near continuous travel, that the fleet entered an unremarkable, nine planet system on the western spiral arm of the Milky Way Galaxy. As far as planetary systems went, it was less than promising. Only one world boasted an atmosphere that was capable of supporting life, and did indeed lay home to a blossoming, if crude pre-industrial civilisation.

It was decided there, as the fleet craft entered the maximum upper band of their hull lives, and the weariness of the travellers coupled with their wish that their children's children might see a sky once more, preparations were made to call this unremarkable orb home, for the second time.

As in common with the races of the ancient Caelistis Gens Empire, Kaeneians were a remarkably patient people. They did not rush into decisions with haste, and indeed often took an almost painful amount of time to come to a consensus on a task or choice. The Kaeneian fleet remained in far Earth orbit for nearly a decade, painstakingly analysing the orb for the most efficient and secure haven to once more start again. Over these ten years thousands of expeditions were mounted, and hundreds of species and genetic files assimilated and analysed.

Finally, a location was chosen. Amongst the rocky, splintered spires of the northernmost mountains of Earth, not far off the freezing pole that indicated the most northerly attitude, safety and isolation was assured and almost invited. Despite taking such a time to confirm this, yet more laborious studies were undertaken, their results discussed, before finally, a consensus was reached.

Though unbeknownst at the time, the fleet had arrived at the beginning of the year of seventeen thirty one, and to a race that bore startling similarities to the Kaeneian people. Comparing the two, Kaenei was secure in its far greater grasp and achievements of technology and science. Utilising this, the Armada was successfully dismantled, and transported surface-side over the course of seven years.

It is there, amongst the great mountain chains and frozen rivers, amongst the deep snow and driving gales, that the people of Kaenei founded, and prospered. Utilising an almost gentle attitude to the resident Humankind, they strove to ensure their isolation, and separation. All who approached were cunningly turned back, and those that pressed on always found little of interest to spark their curiosity.

At this time, the founding name of Kaenei was cemented. In remembrance of the true unity that the CGS had achieved, of the true partnership and diplomacy of members, and in regard of the true myriad of vessels and creatures that had made up the Armada that had journeyed to Earth, in search of peace and silence...

The Serene^Union was officially declared.

It is not for the course of this document to fully disclose the natural evolution of Kaenei. The society remained almost unchanged from those that made planet fall, to those that now walk the carved streets of the capital, Solarri now.

Three billion now call their home to Earth. However, not one truly regards Terra as their place of origin. An almost religious urge to never forget or dilute their heritage leads to a comprehensive history education and submersion. All Kaeneian children learn of the great betrayal, and the journey across the galaxy itself. Adults alike turn to the faded remains of that past time, preserved in complex decay-inhibitors and remember a time far off when the Serene^Union still held a place in the Heavens itself.

Only recently has change gripped Kaenei. The first extra-solar colonies being founded on the Jovian moon of Europa, and a complex series of stations and starship construction facilities around Earth and Europa once more. After many years of debate, isolation ended almost totally with the joining of the Triumvirate of Yut. Despite becoming a member almost three decades ago, the event is still fresh in the minds of many Kaeneians, who still believe they have yet to see the far reaching consequences of this decision.

Not one solitary foreigner had stepped within the Borders of the Serene^Union in almost five hundred years of Earth-based existence, until the introduction of one Lady Melyanna. Her Elven heritage, hailing from the Confederacy, became not only the first true alien within an alien nation, but the first Kaeneian appointed ambassador. All communications carried out over the realms of data networks previously.

Only time will truly tell what will become of Kaenei. Truly lacking a purpose after their exhausting journey, it is hard to see the point of existence that drives them. Kaeneian society is often regarded as stale, and lacking inspiration or excitement. With the lack of fresh genetic material, this is a situation unlikely to change in the near future.

Geography

The Serene^Union of Kaenei is centred on the orb of Terra, third world from the star Sol, inside the planetary system of the same name, on the western spiral arm of the Milky Way galaxy. It is a harsh landmass, quick to rise in blind, lashing anger and slow to warm against even the kindest efforts of considerate, and polite tenants. The island-mass designated as the primary border of Kaenei is some 2,166,086 Square Kilometres in size, comprising some eighty one percent ice-covered land. It lies precariously close to the chilling glaciers of the Arctic circle, and the near literal end of the Earth. It is a sweeping howl of furious snow and splintered, black rock.

Little stirs upon the cold surface of Kaenei, and native wildlife is rare. Isolated populations of Polar Bears, moving in small packs wherever sufficient Arctic populations of winter birds gather along with only the hardiest of deep-cold plants mean that there is relatively little green to break an impression upon the endless drifts of white. Occupying the Terran Human measurements of 72 00 N, 40 00 W The Serene^Union finds itself as isolated geographically as culturally, though as detailed in "A history of Kaenei", it is an isolation self-inflicted and greatly welcomed by all those whom live underneath the banner of ice, and rock.

Geographical facts

• Population 4.516 Billion.
• Capital city Solarri, see below.
• Primary religion None.
• Other race dispersion None.
• Currency Non-applicable, see "Economy"
• Climate Arctic to sub-arctic; cool summers, cold winters.
• Terrain Flat to gradually sloping icecap covers all but a narrow, mountainous, barren, rocky coast. Large groupings of mountain ranges are spread liberally across the primary land mass.
• Natural resources coal, iron ore, lead, zinc, molybdenum, gold, platinum, uranium, fish, seals, whales, hydropower, possible oil and gas.
• Natural hazards Grade one snow storms of frequent occurrence and prolonged duration, [Old Kaeneian scale], continuous permafrost over northern two-thirds of the island.

The population of Kaenei is split between Seven primary centres of inhabitation and an eighth classed as an expanded settlement for reasons explained later, for special reason. These cities, explained now in due course, are spread thinly across the expanse of mostly-uninhabitable land.

Solarri

The city of Solarri, home to some seventy five million Kaeneians, is the capital of the Serene^Union. It is here that the Aengelistoria Dominica sits in judgement and decision over the four billion plus citizens of Kaenei, and utilising ancient and implacable powers, sets the Union on a course from which through great knowledge and wisdom, will bring safety and security.

Solarri was site of the first Kaeneian landings on Terra. Selected for it's distance from the inclusive coastline of the island-mass, as well as considerable natural protection from massive glaciers, and an impressive natural ring-formation of mountains, it bore a startling safe point amidst blinding snow and howling, banshee-like winds. Deep within the city to the point the Spire itself, home of the Aengelistoria Dominica stands, lies the most ancient constructions of the Serene^Union. Much of the buildings constructed here are not from mined minerals, but the dismantled hull and equipment of the great fleet utilised to transport untold millions from one small gleam of light across the ocean of space to another.

The coordinating hub of Kaeneian government is the Spire- Surrounding the government centre residential and commercial sectors are arranged so that the heavy industry and manufacturing vital to ensure the populace of the Serene^Union receive the supplies needed for the daily continuation of their lives does not damage in turn their living conditions through pollution, or unsightly fumes. As is favoured in Kaeneian architectural circles, the tower is utilised again and again as a space-saving and efficient method of maximising efficiency without in turn damaging aesthetics.

Byzantineri

The second largest city within Kaenei, and home to fifty million in populace. Byzantineri lies far to the South-West of the island-mass, the final pinnacle of civilisation before the freezing depths of the ocean take over from the equally cooling lands of snow and ice. Many hundreds of years ago, fear of discovery and persecution by the then-primitive Terran Human race were realised- Though technologically unable to compete, their superior numbers would lead to certain doom were they to realise foreign occupation, and steps were taken to rectify this.

A second city was founded as far away as possible from Solarri. To ensure that should either city be discovered and worse, seized upon the other would endure and become the centre of the Kaeneian civilisation. Fortunately such a radical plan was never implemented, but due to eternal vigilance Byzantineri grew with surprising vigour, and though never challenging the splendour of Solarri became much appreciated.

The architecture of Byzantineri waivers from more traditional Kaeneian tastes. A considerable "Gothic" element has seeped into the more stark and uninteresting psyche, creating a bizarre mesh of function and beauty that ensures relative uniqueness amongst the creations of the other cities of the Union.

Khandrisii

This city, of some twenty five million forms a three way line of civilisation across the centre of Kaenei. In line with the capital Solarri, it lies as an opposite to the smaller city of Xiana, to the North West. Khandrisii is a tale of mass migration. Following the foundation of Solarri, those charged with construction quickly realised that the rapidly burdening population could not be supported within the enclosed, near-claustrophobic trappings of the young capital. As such, a considerable number were relocated a small distance South East, to establish another point of exploration and creation. It is often joked amongst more liberal Kaeneians that the three cities; Xiana, Solarri and Khandrisii are so intrinsically linked that one might find only a handful of surnames in a combined population exceeding one hundred and thirty million.

Xirithias

Twenty million Kaeneians reside in this city, of which its very function is against the vast accumulated experiences of the race as a whole. Xirithias is a city on the coast of the land-mass, and whose majority structure consists of an impressive maze of docks and processing facilities. A harbour many miles in size stretches along a relatively flat and consequently rare section of Kaeneian coastline. It is here that the restricted trade partners of the Serene^Union, of which they are few and even farther between, receive their goods from this city. In turn, the extremely specialist equipment that is consequently purchase will find a temporary home here, awaiting processing.

For a race whose virtually entire existence and experience dealt with the cold void between worlds, and stars to find their day-to-day existence so influenced by the ocean, teeming with life and a virtual anti-Christ to the very harshness that dominated so early life is in the least ironic. Were Kaeneians famed more so for humour, it might even claim to be amusing.

Fortuna

A mere ten million reside within the armoured walls of Fortuna, a slight comparison indeed to the eight times number teeming within the Capital. The city of Fortuna lies almost at the Eastern limit, surrounding craggy, peaked summit and great, sweeping mountain. The entire city is built high within these mountain chains, with relatively little on flat open ground save storage sections and the most basic automated facilities. From their considerable vantage point, a continuous watch is maintained for violent or threatening behaviour across the silent sea stretching before them, though to this day not a hostile foot has set foot on the shore, or Kaenei as a whole.

Meridiaa

From the ancient Kaeneian tongue meaning "Sunrise", Meridiaa is similar in stature to the city of Fortuna, above. Records detailing the establishment of Meridiaa are incomplete, and as such it is extremely difficult to locate the primary reasons for establishing a Kaeneian presence so isolated to the North East of the land-mass. The coast was at this point reasonably well maintained by both Fortuna and the Northern Fortresses. It is known that at one point the population of Meridiaa was far more in number than present-day, where a mere eight million reside.

The city itself is different in construction to almost the entirety of it's inanimate brethren. Great lakes are in abundance throughout this section of the land, and advantage has been gained. By constructing immense towers similar in design to the spire yet far less massive or ornate the entirety of city function can be integrated and placed upwards from these lakes. Thermal energy can be utilised by drawing cold water from the lake through turbines to generate the required amount, before being harmlessly passed outwards. Considerable footstock can be gathered from the abundant fresh fish residing in the lake, and plant life inhabiting the rim. Furthermore, many deep-water scientific experiments are carried out here, and some of the finest marine minds of Kaenei hone their skills in the renowned aquatic labs of Meridiaa.

Xiana

The third of the supposed triangle cities, as referred to by native Kaeneians in the area Xiana lies to the North-west, home to five million Kaeneians and the smallest true city within the borders of the Serene^Union. It has been noted native Xiana citizens tend to be extremely defensive of their culture and status and though seem to soften to those hailing from Solarri, are notorious for their disdain of all things Khandrisii. Though one must consider underneath the aloofness and near-emotional-silence of Kaeneians, it is extremely difficult to identify this dislike.

In reality, Xiana as a city may soon vanish from accumulated maps and indicators. As population continues to fall, with the majority making the relatively short journey to Solarri for permanent residence, it is doubtful whether useful exportation of limited natural resources in that area can continue to supply reason to persevere classifying Xiana as a city. It now faces relegation to major settlement status,

Northern Fortresses

Not truly a city in any respect, but a vital part of Kaeneian psychology and early movements and as such worthy of mention. It is in reality second only to Solarri in terms of founding, and importance. For only months after the capital lay claim to ownership of all surrounding, did a large party of Kaeneians move north braving the biting, chilling rage of storms that proved all-but-impenetrable. For beyond these, lay the unexplored, and mostly ill-understood Northern wastes. A forest not of trees and shrub, but sky-spanning mountains of impressive height and mass. A chaotic strip of jutting, splintered rock that barred all further progress, and demanded respect.

Here fortresses were constructed- Utilising techniques that would later make the unique city of Fortuna a reality. Directly into the very peaks of the tallest mountains, these stations, eyes to the massive Kaeneian body as a whole, watched the near-stillness of the Arctic circle. For it was here, that Kaenei feared most attack. The Terran Humans of the time now took in their stride advanced technologies that would make bypassing the Arctic circle a reality. Indeed those now took it upon themselves to cross it physically as challenge. It fell to these few souls braving the harsh elements to ensure none saw what they did not wish them to see.

Over a course of time, technology became such that the Northern Fortresses were no longer viable for their original purpose. The space age simply removed any practical purpose they once bore. And yet, they prospered. Now, those station sentries found themselves amongst the hardiest, and most efficient Guardians of the Serene^Union. Their unwavering loyalty and drive, as well as determination quickly saw them tasked with training others in ability. So as it is to this day, that the Northern Fortresses are a military academy and headquarters. Where the greatest military minds of Kaenei meet, and discuss. Every Kaeneian military adept must take a tour of service, usually six Terran months, in the fortresses to better understand their goal towards the survival of the Serene^Union and themselves.

Politics

The Serene^Union is an autocracy, meaning at a fundamental level it is undemocratic in almost all application of governmental policy formation and legislation. The current model of rule is not one cast-iron rule and treaty, but instead the result of subtle formations in need as a result of the curious circumstances that lead the Kaeneian race from Solarri to Earth. The Union lacks utterly a written constitution- The rights of the individual are not enshrined within any sacred document and are rather acts of archaic legislation occasionally passed in centuries elapsed.

The government of Kaenei can therefore be simplified into sections, and expanded upon. At the very summit of decision making and subsequent law-making- The Aengelistoria Dominica.

The Council of the Aengelistoria Dominica is the supreme chamber of legislature for the Serene^Union and consists of the most widely regarded and experienced Kaeneians whom have risen through the political ranks of their respective offices to hold supreme will over all subordinates.

The Council is composed of separate segments

• Defence Solarri- The controlling centre for all extra-solar colonies and the combined space-borne fleets of the Serene^Union.
• Defence Terra- The controlling centre for all Earth-based military and personnel.
• Department Scientia- The controlling centre for scientific study, research and analysis.
• Internal Administration- The controlling centre for domestic logistical issues as wide ranging as public services and distribution of tithes.
• Intelligence Ministry- Classified.
• Office for Foreign Affairs-The controlling centre for affairs out with the territory of the Serene^Union, and central point of contact for non-Kaeneian enquires and requests.
• Union of Medicine- The controlling centre for medicine. Includes research, implementation and operation of the nationwide health system.

Together these seven sections of Kaeneian society unite and do pass judgement on that required to ensure the continuance of the species upon Terra, and to continue along the path of re-discovery and logic.

There are several positions within each section, each position of varying rank and importance and consequently for the sake of completeness listed here. There are however two positions that stand apart and are the vital primary scrutinisers of legislation before the council, and are listed first-

Governor-General of the Serene^Union- Arguably the most senior position in Kaeneian society, the Governor-General is selected from amongst the heads of department to serve five year terms in which they shall, together with the Overseer Aengelis hold final veto or assent over the decisions of the council at large. Furthermore in the event of non-specified emergency and with the support of the Overseer Aengelis and at least one department head the Governor-General can assume total executive control of the Serene^Union.

Overseer Aengelis- In ages passed this position was directly responsible for overseeing all military aspects of the Serene^Union, and ensuring sufficient safeguards were in place to prevent abuse or circumvention of the will of the Council. In more modern times, it has instead become the centre of power for all Kaeneian affairs outside of the cradle of Humanity- Recent legislation passed founding the base of the Overseer Aengelis upon the ice fields of the Jovian Moon Europa, and assisting to spread the populace between two central points. Along with the Governor-General in possession of a grand veto and assent. In cases of disagreement the Governor-General may overrule but cannot use this power more than three times during any given administrational year.

Supreme-Overseer- In essence, a department head and one of the most senior positions in the Serene^Union. A Supreme-Overseer claims a seat within the Aengelistoria Dominica and is considered the total authority in his or her field of expertise. Due to the draining nature of such a lofty position they are rarely actively involved in the day-to-day running of their department.

Grand-Overseer- Technically subordinate to the Supreme-Overseer in terms of placement, to all intents and purposes a Kaeneian of this position is the ultimate controlling point of his or her department- Actively assuming all facets whilst their superior is essentially devoted to the servitude of the Aengelistoria Dominica.

Overseer- At this stage of government, the overall assumption of duty ceases. Departments further fracture into sub-sections, an example being the Defence Terra which breaks into the Armed Forces, Naval Forces and Air Forces. Overseers consequently take charge of one facet of these newly fractured departments- Continuing to report to their relevant superior.

Master-Adept- The direct junior of the Overseer. It is this position that deals with the majority of the logistical work which is created by the decisions of the Overseer, and it is the Master Adept’s task to implement these changes as they are decided upon. They also carry status as advisors to the Overseer, as they are usually well versed in their field.

Below this exist a multitude of roles and titles that are neither of sufficient scope nor ramification to merit expansion upon.

Biological differences

Main article: Kaeneians

There are several important differences between the physiology of a Terran Human, and that of a Kaeneian. Currently there are no qualified physicians capable of treating a Kaeneian outside of the borders of the Serene^Union.

Kaeneians retain a genetic prevalence to taller heights then their Human relations- Anything below five foot ten being considered highly unusual. It is often noted that the female of the species exhibits a litheness in limb that casts a deceptively fragile aura about their person.

Due to the rather frigid temperatures of Solarri, and the continued colonisation of areas of the Earth described at best as “sub-arctic” Kaeneian body temperature is significantly lower than that of a contemporary Human- Indeed temperatures found warm and comforting to Homo Sapiens can be quite uncomfortable and unpleasant to any Kaeneian likewise within that zone.

The gestation period for Kaeneian pregnancy is seven months, compared to the standard nine month term of Terran Human.

Although purely cosmetic, the hair shade of "blonde" is extremely rare amongst Kaeneians. Fewer than eight per hundred are born with this colouration, and it was often thought of as a lucky omen amongst more "conservative" elements.

Unfortunately so, the Terran Human is in possession of a considerably more efficient liver detoxification system. Specifically in the breakdown of hydrocarbon compounds, similar to alcohol. Kaeneian alcoholic beverages are often commented on as "weak" when rarely experienced outside of their borders, despite boasting a taste that is overlooked when one is merely seeking to become "legless”.

The Kaeneian visual spectrum is markedly different to its Terran Human counterpart, in rather that the Kaeneian retina casts an off blue glow against vision, meaning that to all intents and purposes, Kaeneians see their world in a slightly bluish tinge- Many a wise-cracking foreigner has commented on this matching their equally dour mood perfectly.

Social Outlook

A typical Kaeneian mind is far more organised, and less prone to emotional outbursts than its Terran counterpart. Whilst hardly devoid of those feelings, it is felt more efficient and less foolish to allow them free reign in a sentient mind. Often provoking the blinded observation that Kaeneians are as unimaginative as the Electronic Intelligences they spawn.

Bustling crowds, bright colours and what can be generally regarded as a "party atmosphere" are all found distasteful by native Kaeneians, and avoided. They prefer silence to noise, and are often very loathe to befriend or truly open up to non-natives, though they will at all times remain polite.

Architecture

The various structures of Kaenei are remarkably different to many other foreign constructs. Preferring not to cluster together, and create senses of claustrophobia, Kaeneians far prefer the concept of space management and aesthetic concerns, without compromising on efficiency.

The Tower is a pinnacle of Kaenei craft. Never has such a simple, and open idea spawned a myriad of solutions. From the city spanning, cloud grasping behemoth of the Spire, to the small, compact habitation towers that house many Kaeneians to this day. It is the favoured form of construction, and given this there is often an almost a deliberate expanse of space between.

Another unusual concept is the shunning of tungsten filament lighting or thereabouts. Having long ago practiced and perfected the concept of photo-chemical illumination, a very different concept, achieving much the same aim is the norm.

An unremarkable, greenish liquid is circulated through opaque piping, or whatever shape is the required fitting. When stimulated with various electrochemical agents, the liquid is persuaded to shine brightly, providing illumination. The preferred tone is a darkish blue, though standard white light is tolerable.

Cultural Dislikes & Taboos

It is common, dating back from the original incident of displacement, for the colour Red to be despised. It is said the traitor armies of Solarri repainted their armour this colour in preparation of the slaughter that was to follow and of the coming betrayal. Red is incorporated into the Kaeneian two-headed eagle, the national flag and symbol, representing the failure of the CGE to endure the terrible rebellion.

The colour white, on the contrary is much appreciated. Its purity is very much its attraction, and a great many schemes incorporate it.

Amongst all things that disgusts a Kaeneian the most is the concept of Betrayal. No matter on how trivial a level, as though genetically written into their very DNA, the people of Kaenei find the idea of turning upon another’s trust to be a savage and filthy act. It is with this reason that few were encouraged by the end of the isolation, despite the benefits.

Incest is a far more harshly dealt topic than in many other cultures, because of the origins and paths of Kaenei. During one hundred years, the time taken from the journey from Solarri to Earth, great steps were taken to ensure that no unlawful nor unhealthy relationships could take root. In such limited spaces, surrounded by a stale and often unchanging population, arguably extreme countermeasures were taken against those found guilty of even the most tenuous case.

Bloodlines were not mixed, regardless of the distance from relation and the nonexistent chance of genetic contamination.

Economy

Foremost, the Serene^Union is a Technocracy- As such, money and that associated with it is redundant. The only comparable currency is the Energy-Credit which determines the levels of power consumed by individuals within the Union, and is not affected by employment or qualification and is thusly not an indicator of wealth or success. The Serene^Union does not trade actively with outsiders. All goods that are required are manufactured within their borders. Because of their unique origins, they have never had a great need for participation on Earth economies.

There are no corporations within the borders of Kaenei, for their presence would be pointless. Until a short time ago, Kaenei was more than capable of supporting itself, as it had done for centuries beforehand. With the advancement of technologies, coupled with the increasing threats of a militaristic world, the Serene^Union began trading in high gain computational systems, and limited raw materials. Seeking to increase their knowledge in neglected areas of medicine and biotechnology.

Taking their divine experience and achievements in the field of gravimetric technology, and their undoubted mastery of the art of defying such a natural force, Kaenei exchanged said mastery for the benefit of their species. Great leaps in medical technology, and the raw materials needed to continue expansions of fleet operations were garnered.

At this time, many powerful economies overshadow that of Kaenei. It makes little difference to those inside the borders of the Serene^Union, for it is not a concern. Money is not, and will never be a prevailing factor in the social outlook, or economical needs of the people.

Related articles

• Conflicts involving The Serene^Union.
• Baroque-Kaeneian, The mysterious ancient tongue.
• Technology of the Serene^Union- A guide to general/common technologies.
• The Aengelistoria Dominica- A closer look at the departments forming the supreme governmental authority of the Serene^Union.
• Departmental Insignia of the Serene^Union- The symbols used by the seven central governmental departments of the Aengelistoria Dominica.