Like any fantasy world,
Victoriana has fantasy races. Unlike most fantasy worlds, the fantasy races are
considered distinct subspecies of humanity. Instead of rewriting all the
subspecies entries in the Victoriana Rulebook, here are a few pieces of history
mixed with the fantasy races in the setting of Their Finest Hour:
The British Army lost a great deal of vitally important equipment and supplies during the evacuation at Dunkirk. Tanks, artillery, antiaircraft guns, weapons, food, and ammunition etc, all lost on the European continent. In 1940, dwaven captains of industry united their efforts under the London Aircraft Production Group to coordinate their factories output for the good of the war effort. Under the leadership of Albert Stanley the Lord Ashfield, the LAPG cranked out ammunition, armored trucks, automotive parts and aircraft with incredible dwarf efficiency, managing to build an airplane an hour.
At the start of the war, the 601
Squadron RAF consisted almost entirely of Eldren aviators, many of which fought
in the Great War. The squadron earned its nickname “The Millionaires Squadron”
for selecting only pilots of good breeding and better means. Deaths and
transfers inevitably pulled a more diverse selection of replacement pilots into
the unit during the Battle of Britain.
The newly emerging technologies
of the war provided gnome boffins ample opportunities to put their keen minds
and hearty resolve to patriotic use. Gnome technicians kept nightly watch
on England’s southern coast maintaining and manning radar stations. Gnome
cryptographers and codebreakers at top secret Bletchley Park covertly
deciphered the Enigma Machine encrypted messages of the Axis forces. Their efforts
provided invaluable intelligence to the Allied War effort, first distributed
under the codename BONIFACE, and later ULTRA. This research eventually led to
the Conundrum Calculator (which calculated formulas essential to complicated
thaumatergical equations) putting the British Army on a more even footing with
German magic.
With their imposing muscular
physiques, tough hides, and childlike loyalty, Ogres make terrific soldiers.
After England declared war in 1939, so many patriotic male Ogres volunteered
and were happily accepted into the British Army, it’s rare to see any of their
kind in London. Female Ogres remain, able and ready for the work traditionally
done by the men of their kind, such as loading and unloading cargo,
construction, manufacturing, and security.
Beastfolk remain the backbone of
the Communist Party of Great Britain, however the Party’s current antiwar
stance after the German-Russian nonaggression pact of 1939, bothers patriotic
members. The Party returns to antifascist ideology following the invasion of
the Soviet Union in ’41. Beastfolk agitators and protesters fill out the ranks
at the Party’s strikes and demonstrations, both to represent the common man and
to put their claws to work if things get rough.
Despite their impressive trench
fighting service record in the Great War, the British Army conscripted no halflings until Parliament amended the
National Service (Armed Forces) Act.
Originally, their short height disqualified all but the most unusually tall,
and their short lifespans played havoc with military requirements.
Seeing England’s need of soldiers
great and small, the Viscount Gort reformed the Bantam
Battalions, units of halflings, short dwarves, beastfolk and gnomes, given a
chance to fight for their country. A logistical nightmare for war production,
the men of the Bantam Battalions have guns, uniforms, specialized equipment,
even tanks, all produced for the efficient tactical use of soldiers less than
four ft. three in. high.
The ubiquity of the internal
combustion engine caught many Englishmen off guard. While some old cavalrymen
argue the need for horses, the orcs of Great Britain quickly became experts on
anything powered by fuel. Army truck drivers, tank crews, ambulances, fighter
planes, if it has engine there is an orc ready to tinker or take off. Despite
their aptitude, pilots in the RAF often blame orc mechanics for crashes due to old
prejudices. Some mean spiritedly equate them with the gremlins which supposedly
sabotage planes midflight.
So, the plan was to combine this
week’s post with some ideas about magic. Oddly enough, there was too much
history to cram in magic too. So next week, we’ll look at the Magical Battle of
Britain.
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