The beginnings of the UCM were bathed in fire and blood. The alien Scourge attack on Earth and the Cradle Worlds left humanity reeling. What was left of the fleet fled to the Colony Worlds to licktheir wounds for 150 years. In the colonies life is bleak and hard, but relatively safe from invasion. Humankind toiled for that time, building a brand new army and a new fleet with emerging technology. In this militaristic state, the United Colonies of Mankind was born. Gone were the lavish ways of old Earth, replaced by frugality and utilitarianism. Their fleet reflected their existence, as simple, mass-produced ships that accomplish their goals with little pomp or ceremony. Entire armadas leave the shipyards on an almost daily basis, grinding the war machine every forward to take the fight to the Scourge and any others that might get in their way.
