The Ruler of the Britannian Empire, Queen Victoria V. She is with her companion, the head of the Royal Engineers, Lady Isabella Graves, and the Praetorian Guard.
While her extremely long life has given rise to rumors of her secretly being an immortal, the truth is she just refuses to die.
Lady Isabella Graves:
Inventor. Socialite. Military strategist. Consort to the queen. If the things said openly about Lady Graves can get a person killed, imagine what is said behind closed doors.
The Praetorian Guard:
"My life is in your hands, commander."
"No, my Queen. It is in our swords, and in our shields."
From left to right: Lord Oliver Cromwell, the high military commander of the League, Admiral Ambrose Crowe of the Red Sector, Crowe's right-hand man, Lieutenant Angus MacDonald, and two military aides.
Use any and all resources at your disposal to insure a productive and profitable future of the Britannian League and her colonies.
Admiral Ambrose Crowe:
The Admiral of the Red Sector has no tolerance for Incompetence.
Lieutenant Angus MacDonald
A talented torturer, Lietenant MacDonald can make a man scream like a bagpipe. A terrible musician, Lieutenant MacDonald can make a bagpipe scream like a man.
Conspicuously scurrying around military camps, yet conspicuously absent from the battlefield.
The Black Watch Grenadier Guard, led by a Black Watch Officer.
As the units with the thankless task of breaking enemy fortifications, the Black Watch eschews traditional Britannian infantry formations in favor of giving each individual soldier relative autonomy.
Black Watch Officer:
"These tunnels are too dark for those pansies in blue. Let's light them up."
The Red Beret Aeronauts . basically just flying shock troopers.
Naval crew, or field gunners, or whatever. I haven'd decided.
Babe Ruthless, professional Cricketeer. Not sure why he gets his own pic.
The legendary competition for the hand of Princess Sheila la Britannia between Babe Ruthless and rival player Henry Langshire came to a bloody end in front of millions of screaming fans.
Stomping around in a hostile land, with heavy artillery behind you. The most Britannian pasttime.
Officers. The one on the left is standard Britannian military, while the one on the right is in the colonial forces.
The chivalrous man duels his opponents. The smart man has his men gun them down.
Line Infantry. Once again, standard military on the left, with colonial infantry on the right.
"PRESENT! AIM! FIRE!"
The only real changes are that I swapped some off-color parts out for blue ones. I guess I gave it a name, and came up with a new company.
The exposed engine on a luxury car. Dieselpunk as fuck.
Got that flag of the Saffron Colonies.
The Spectre has an interior of sorts.
The Howland Spectre's 10-cylinder Y-block engine is capable of going from zero to blurry in 3.5 seconds.
Literally the only things that changed are the name and the photo quality.
It's less than four bricks tall.
The pilot has no interior controls at all, and it sucks that I can't change that.
Cool guys don't look at supernovas.
Large radiators? Smokestacks? Dieselpunk.
The story is that the Excalibur unit seen in "Raid on Factory X" was the prototype, while these improved builds are the final models.
Thats it for Britannia. What faction do you guys want next?