As a race, the Barak are a testament to environmental evolution. Some Xenobiologists have theorized that the Barak are one of the most ancient races in the known universe, so it is truly mind boggling to fathom why, as a race, they have never formulated any fashion of government, trade, space travel, or commerce. Opposing Xenobiologists claim they know the answer to this enigma; Because the Barak's brain is so small, having a complex thought would kill it.

Having evolved to a state of physical perfection, these mammoth beasts are agile and graceful, lithe yet solid, with the constitution of a dump truck. No race has bothered to classify what exactly a Barak is (other than simply "bipedal"), but the general consensus is that these creatures are the pinnacle of physical evolution. Philosophers concluded that the Ones Above saw no need for a brain in the Barak...So why bother.

The Barak, due to this lack of mental stature, have fallen thrall to every race they have ever been encountered by. They have been subjugated as beasts of burden, slaves, guard duty, and even simple cannon fodder. Humans have done all they could to attempt to educate these gentle giants, but patience in the Coalition is wearing thin, as best efforts have only managed a basic level of reading and counting.

Naturally the Barak live on OOSH, their home-world. Roaming in tribal herds, these munificent creatures bask in the sun, moving nomadically across the continents to find food as the seasons change. No one knows what the future holds for these gargantuan hulks, but for now their safety is assured.