The Maramarter are beings of pure energy, a conciousness without physical form that can possess mechanical devices such as the large robotic bodies they inhabit to interact with the world around them. A harsh and humorless race, they once waged war across the galaxy against the Estellians and their allies, many of whom were fought to extinction. Considering the Estellians to be their ultimate foe, the Maramarter masterminded the destruction of their homeworld and hunted them until few remained and were forced into hiding. Rather than give up on their persuit, the Maramarter race chose instead to distance themselves from the universe and left their bodies and factories to grind to a hault, watching and waiting for such a time that the Estellian survivors emerged.
For thousands of years they waited, until their name was all but forgotten. Thousands of factory-worlds sat silent, an eternal mystery to the younger races that grew up in that time, archeological puzzles that no race could solve. Until the Terrans investigated a far flung moon wrapped in a singularity and uncovered a single surviving Estellian in stasis there. Waking her turned out to be all the catalist needed for those factories to spring back into life, building ships and new bodies so that they could wage war anew, damning any race that got between them. And so war came once again to the stars.
Possessing mechanical bodies and machinery, their conciousness flies their fleet through space with savage intent and whole worlds of factories spew out an endless supply of battleships. Because of this they value attack over defence, focusing on dealing as much damage as possible in as short a time as they can and prefering to do so from close quarters. Their metals have a red taint to them, characteristic of their factories reffining process, and at least for now they have shown no ability to possess non-Maramarter technology.