Space Princes

Once upon a time, the Black Pharaoh ruled over the countless stars of the Milky Way, his Empire had had no name for there was none worthy to define itself against. It was just Civilization. Then the Barbarians came, ruthless machines in shape of men, they destroy the bindings of Civilization and the Pharaoh vanished in a quest to save his long lost love. Without the immortal pillar of stability that was the Pharaoh and his court, the Exarchs and Provistars turned their arms against each other.

For centuries they war against each other and barbarian hordes that crossed the intergalactic voids to prey on the remains of the greatest civilization, three great waves of chaos and death and conquest. First to arrive was the Witch of Wrath, whose machine men made a mockery of all that was holy about mankind, ever mobile a tribe of raiders and pillagers on the move, looking to bring down the strongest to challenge themselves. Next came the Witch of Lust, who sought to stop her Witch-kin and bring all the Milky Way to fall under her siren of adoration of her. Then finally the worst of the witches, the Witch of Pride, who embolden the slaves against the masters, and the masters against each other to see all men reach their height. They waged war and meet at the ancient system of Zeta Reticuli and then faded from history with the Witches' Peace: The end of all of FTL travel and FTL based over-computational technologies for over three hundred years, sending vast swathes of the Milky Way into degenerate primitive enclaves, leaving a few light of the glory that was Civilization left.

One of these lights is the Sevenstarinate of Karalis troubled between the class struggle of the Exalted based Patricans minority and the baselines that make up the vast majority of the Sevenstarinate, as the old forms of government struggle to keep up with its sudden imperial status amoung the anarchic space of the galaxy.