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 XXVIII: The Mailed Fist—The Commonwealth Today
Fact Sheet: Lyran Commonwealth
Founding Year:
2341
Capital (City, World): Tharkad City, Tharkad
National Symbol: A brown leather-gloved fist set against
a rectangular blue field
Location (Terra relative):
Coreward and Anti-Spinward quadrant
Total (Inhabited)
Systems: 319
Estimated Population (3130):
955,000,000,000
Government: Constitutional Monarchy (with
German feudal stylings)
Ruler: Archon Melissa Steiner
Dominant Language(s): English and German (official),
Scottish Gaelic, Italian, French
Dominant Religion(s):
Christian (Protestant), Judaism, Muslim
Unit of Currency:
Kroner (1 kroner = 2.13 C-Bills)
Lying beneath a pale yellow sun made hazy by the smog of
heavy industry, New Marsdenville, the rebuilt capital city of
Donegal and home to the Commonwealth Supreme Court, overlooks
the northern seas off the coast of the Hinterlands continent.
The original Marsdenville, home to the Marsden family that
founded the Protectorate of Donegal, lies under tons of
natural and man-made rubble some five hundred kilometers
inland, another victim of the Word of Blake Jihad.
Fortunately, however, the Blakists’ strikes on Donegal were
only cursory, a smattering of low-yield tactical weapons aimed
at the major on-planet industries and administrative centers
to sow chaos and fear, but over half a billion Lyran citizens
lost their lives on those fateful, dark days.
And yet the people of this world, still known today as the
“Trader’s World,” rallied and rebuilt, burying the dead and
pledging their young survivors to the defense of the Lyran
state. The businesses that conducted operations here grew
back, like the limbs of the native unsterblich oaks that grow
mostly on this planet’s Lockenar continent. Like Tharkad, no
expense was spared in the recovery of this important world.
Like Tharkad, here on Donegal the spirit of the Lyran people
has again prevailed. |
Amazingly enough, Donegal survived the wrath of the Amaris
Crisis, all four Succession Wars, and even the FedCom Civil War with
little more than the proverbial scratch. Indeed, in the final years
of the Civil War, Donegal’s contribution was little more than the
dispatching of its two ’Mech regiments to Tharkad. The war erupted
inevitably, after years of tension between supporters of Victor
Steiner-Davion and his sister, Katherine, finally spilled over into
open hostilities. Its outcome in 3067 left both the Steiner and
Davion realms in tatters, their military might decimated, their
economies and industries exhausted, and untold tens of thousands
(perhaps millions) dead—civilian and military alike. It ended the
experiment begun in 3028 with the unification of the Lyran
Commonwealth and the Federated Suns into the Federated Commonwealth,
and left a shocked and war-weary people facing an uncertain future.
But the devastation of the Civil War miraculously spared some
worlds, like Donegal, thanks in part to its location deep within the
Commonwealth, its heavy protection by ’Mech forces, and the shadow
cast by nearby Tharkad. Yet the Blakist zealots who launched their
Jihad saw in their campaign of terror enough time to devote to an
attack here. Even now, the cleanup of the original Marsdenville,
Wellington, and Palar continues as tons of radioactive debris are
gathered and loaded aboard star-barges for off-world disposal.
Yet even as the old wounds still heal, commerce and industry have
returned in force. Donegal is once more a booming center of economic
prosperity, a beacon of all that the Lyran Commonwealth (renamed
from the Lyran Alliance in 3084) stands for today. The Donegal Stock
Exchange is again the most active of the Commonwealth’s stock
markets, and Lockheed/CBM Aerospace continues to produce aerospace
craft for the Lyran navy and commercial interests. It is also one of
many core worlds where the Commonwealth’s traditional free press
gathers and disseminates the latest news from a realm that spans
almost four hundred light-years in diameter.
The small town of East Harlow stands in the shadow of Media
City, a suburb of one of the few urban sprawls spared the
Blakist assault. From this town, Commonwealth Press maintains
a satellite printing office, producing hardcopies of
everything from fashion magazines to the latest copies of Bryn
Charlotte’s sci-fi thriller, The Invincible. It is here that
our author got his start, working in the editorial offices as
war tore the Federated Commonwealth apart.
The print editions told of a nation in the grip of
fratricidal conflict. Steiner versus Davion. The riots that
broke out on Solaris in 3062 paled in comparison to the
stories of battle on Kentares, Coventry, Hesperus II, or the
Flacon Incursion. The sales figures for the Battle of Tharkad
went through the roof in 3067, as another phase in Lyran
history came to an end.
And it was here that a young Bertram Habeas felt the very
earth shudder as a miniature sun rose on the eastern
horizon—marking the death of the city of Chekswa, home of the
Chekswa School of Literature, under a five-kiloton atomic
blast. |
Without a doubt, the Jihad was the worst single event in the
history of the Inner Sphere. For the Lyran Alliance, barely coming
to grips with the final, terrible costs of the FedCom Civil War, its
impact was doubly felt for the sheer volume of economic and
industrial devastation it wrought. The loss of Tharkad, the bombing
of Donegal, the bombardment of Skye—all these events sent central
authority spinning wildly out of control. With the loss of the HPG
network, chaos reigned across the realm and the battered remains of
the Lyran armed forces, stripped of their command structure, could
barely coordinate even the simplest operations in opposition to the
fanatics.
Interstellar trade, the backbone of Lyran economy and
infrastructure, collapsed completely as fleets of JumpShips were
attacked or pressed into military service. This sent whole
worlds—even entire sectors—into an economic depression the likes of
which had not been seen since the First Succession War or the early
days of the nation’s formation. Meanwhile, the most industrial
worlds of the Skye region, closest to Terra, faced the brunt of the
Jihad, and—for the first time in history—Hesperus II actually fell
to a foreign power. By the time interstellar communications came
back on-line and the people could see what had become of their
nation, the Lyran Alliance had been ravaged.
With the chaos of the Jihad raging, it’s almost a miracle
that the Clans did not simply surge across the border to claim
as much of the Lyran Commonwealth as they could, truth be
told. Though many historians consider this no more than a
stroke of dumb luck, the fact was that the sudden HPG blackout
gave the Clans cause to pause, unaware of just what exactly
was going on in the Inner Sphere. Adding to that was the
arrival of more Clans from the homeworlds, keeping them
distracted until a new picture of the situation unfolded.
What’s truly a testament to the Lyran people, however, was
the Steiner willingness to make a deal. With their military in
disarray, it would be Archon Peter Steiner-Davion’s
role—backed by Devlin Stone’s coalition, of course—to request
aid from his realm’s Clan enemies and truly make it possible
to turn the tide on the Lyran front. The real triumph,
however, was convincing the historically separatist people of
Skye that they needed help. —Rossel Schendt, Jihad: A
Tale of Survival, Commonwealth Press, 3111
|
Ultimately, it took a coalition under the leadership of Devlin
Stone to break the Jihad and bring the Steiner realm back from the
brink, and it would be in gratitude for its survival that the Archon
of the Alliance would grant much of the once-rebellious Skye
province to Stone’s new Republic. Since that day, the Lyran
Commonwealth has struggled hard to regain its place as the
industrial and economic powerhouse of the Inner Sphere. With
numerous trade deals between the Commonwealth and its neighbors in
The Republic and the Draconis Combine, the economy ultimately
recovered. Factories smashed during the war benefited from several
initiatives launched by the Steiner leaders. JumpShips once more
plied the space lanes. As a new age of peace finally took hold,
hope—the real wellspring of Lyran prosperity—returned to this
battered nation. Though it would take decades to come back fully
from the abyss, the hope and the hearts of the Lyran people would
one day restore this wonderful nation to prosperity and dignity.
In our next four-part series, our tour through the history and
cultures of the Inner Sphere will take us to the gypsy merchants of
the Clans. Won’t you join us for our next volume, as we look into
the fascinating world of Clan Sea Fox? I’m Bertram Habeas.