We began on Terra,
millions of years ago. Today, mankind stretches out among the stars
of the Milky Way, touching thousands of worlds, as far from our home
as Clan space, more than 2,000 light-years distant. Yet who are we,
really? What have we become in our relentless push outward and
onward? I’m Bertram Habeas, and tonight, let’s find the answers to
these and many other fascinating questions together, as we tour the
stars!
Volume XXIII: Standing Together
3067: The Year of Darkness. It was the year the FedCom Civil War
finally drew to a close. The year the gathered leaders of the new
Star League admitted to themselves that their noble experiment had
failed. It was the year the Word of Blake, like a jilted lover,
unleashed a hell arguably more horrendous than any seen during the
days of Stefan Amaris.
History teaches that the Jihad began with simultaneous assaults
on Tharkad, Luthien, New Avalon, and Outreach, with other major
worlds and capitals falling a short time later. Whether by nuclear
strike, orbital bombardment, or under waves of stampeding
BattleMechs, the Blakists’ so-called holy war doused the worlds of
the Inner Sphere with the blood of millions.
For the people of the seven-star alliance that was all that
remained of the Free Rasalhague Republic, the Jihad was not truly
felt, however, until 3068, when the Word of Blake hit Tukayyid.
Though the strike was meant as much to shatter the remaining ComStar
forces stationed there as it was to throw off another potential
power that could act against the Blakists, the strike drove home the
fact that the fanatics were a force that endangered all
nations—great and small. Amazingly, among the captured population of
the Ghost Bear Dominion, the strike on Rasalhague prompted outrage
and a plea to the Clan leadership to somehow safeguard their free
brethren.
There is, of course, a lot of
speculation these days as to what finally led to the Bears’
entering into the Jihad in force, much of it based on the
disjointed news of that era, which was still plagued by the
mass manipulation of the HPGs initiated by the Blakists soon
after their first strikes. Many historians thus point to their
move to absorb the remnants of the Free Rasalhague Republic
(FRR) by 3070. But that really can’t be considered jumping
into the greater conflict, as I see it.
The absorption of the Republic’s remnants, to the Bears and
their own subjects—“conquered people” ceased to apply sometime
around 3060, when the Bears and these people became
neighbors—seemed a natural next step after reclaiming
Rasalhague itself. Of course, it took close to a full year of
negotiations for the Republic’s remnant worlds to accept their
own absorption, though, without Ragnar Magnusson, it’s likely
such a thing would never have occurred at all. Then it took
another year to hash out what was to become of the surviving
forces of the Kungsarme under Ghost Bear rule. This, of
course, was partially solved by Trials, and partially by the
new Dominion government.
But protecting the remaining Free Rasalhaguians from the
Word of Blake was a pretext, an incidental fringe benefit,
rather than a cause. The Bear leadership, I think, didn’t
really comprehend the threat of the zealots until the scouring
of Tamar. Even then, of course, it took the Bears three years
to get moving. . . . —Dr. Anne Oskar, The Fallen Rise:
A Tale of Rasalhague, ComStar Press,
3120 |
Indeed, the Bears and the new civilian population seemed
completely uninterested in taking steps against the Word of Blake
until later in the war, and with good reason. The absorption of the
leftover FRR worlds required delicate political maneuvering, and the
question of absorbing an Inner Sphere military force proved a thorny
issue to tackle. The FRR armed forces numbered some five BattleMech
regiments—four, after Tukayyid—and the proud Rasalhaguian warriors
weren’t likely to surrender their only source of national pride.
Eventually, the Bears relented, after a fashion, by allowing the
KungsArmé troops to fight Trials for Position for a place in their
warrior class. This at once boosted the Ghost Bear Dominion’s armed
forces and assured the Clan’s continued exclusive control over its
entire defense force. By further giving the Rasalhaguians full
rights to rule over their own civilian affairs—so long as they
acknowledged Ghost Bear supremacy—the absorption created years of
political confusion.
The arrival of the Bears’ historic enemy, Clan Hell’s Horses,
created another problem. Despite calls for normalization after the
fall of Khan Malavai Fletcher—architect of a brief and foolhardy
invasion of Dominion space in the early 3060s—rank-and-file troops
on both sides continued to cling to the old grudge. However, when
the Horses cut into the Wolf Clan territory instead of the Bears, it
became clear that their new Khan, James Cobb, stood by his pledge to
end the feud. Though clashes still occurred, the ferocity of the old
Bear/Horses clashes was gone; the Clan forces met on the field of
battle as equals—if not truly friends.
Then, in the mid-3070s, the Bears emerged from their hibernation.
With the rear lines secure, and their new “separate-but-equal”
government installed and running, the Clan jumped into the Jihad
with both feet, true to their history. Pledging their arms to the
defense of the Combine, they secured Hohiro Kurita’s permission to
jump through Combine space, assisting Combine and coalition forces
in the liberation of key worlds, their blood spilling with that of
their former enemies to beat back the zealots on Luthien, Pesht, and
Dieron.
Wait and see. All or none.
Caution before overwhelming action. In the Jihad, as never
before, the Bears proved their fierce dedication to the ideals
of their Clan by fighting with a fervor never before seen
among their kind. With every bombed city they witnessed, every
mass grave uncovered, every hospital filled with the dead and
dying civilians exposed to nerve agents and nuclear radiation,
the Bears seemed to grow only more furious. A Trial of
Annihilation was declared on the Word of Blake, and Bear
troops bulled their way into every entrenched position the
zealots claimed in the Combine, expecting and giving no
quarter. Bear troops took no prisoners and only invoked Clan
honor when facing enemy mercenaries—a curious departure from
the Clan’s anti-mercenary bent.
The fighting cost them dearly, however. Within the first
three years, the Clan WarShip fleet, once again, was
devastated, while two whole Galaxies of front-line troops were
simply gone. By 3081, half the Clan Touman was dead; a quarter
of the remainder was swearing fealty to Devlin Stone.
Meanwhile, the strain of maintaining homeland defense and
fighting a war of annihilation against a fanatical enemy had
caused cracks in the Dominion government, forcing another
reform that further integrated civilian and military
leadership. . . . —Dr. Anne Oskar, The Fallen Rise: A
Tale of Rasalhague, ComStar Press,
3120 |
What Bears returned home from the final victory returned to a
Dominion in distress, their forces battered, and an uncertain future
lay ahead. Random suicide bombings using weapons of mass destruction
had hit every nation and lent a bittersweet taste to the final
peace. Though, in the Dominion, the lines had held, the government
was still shaky and the military was a shadow of its former self.
Yet, through that crucible, the Rasalhaguian/Ghost Bear relationship
was forever changed. Within the Dominion, Spheroid natives and
invading Clansmen could look upon valiant heroes like the First
Rasalhague Bears and the First Ghost Tyr Clusters with equal pride,
recounting the glorious last stand of integrated Battle Clusters
that placed trueborn Ghost Bear MechWarriors shoulder to shoulder
with warriors raised from the captured Rasalhaguian and Combine
planets. Freeborn, trueborn, Spheroid or Clan—all had proven their
willingness to combat evil together. War had fused the Dominion
together more solidly than any negotiations ever could, infusing
civilians and warriors alike with a sense of purpose.
The Ghost Bear Dominion had entered into a new era.
“The road ahead is filled with an
evil that can only be cleansed with the fires of Annihilation.
The road behind us is littered with the bodies of our fallen,
given to that cause. As you fight today, know that each of us
who dies this day will have spent our lives in the name of
honor, in the name of Kerensky, in the names of Sandra Tseng
and Hans Jorgensson! But above all this, know that we shall
forever purge these nameless monsters in the name of that
which is above what makes us trueborn or freeborn, Clan or
Sphere. Follow me—for Rasalhague!” —saKhan Ragnar
Magnusson, to his troops at the Battle of Dieron, 3077
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In our next installment, we’ll complete our tour of the Dominion
with a look at the people of this dichotomous realm today. Won’t you
join us as we continue our tour of the stars? I’m Bertram Habeas.