Heed the call of Aphrodite to the three-fold fallen kingdom. Her golden apples lay there under the guard of celestial dragons. Whoever may succeed in a quest for this prize will surely be favored by the feasting gods. CODEX ENTRY A Lesser Shellworld of Inner Nebra, set by a lonely star between the Realms of Sianid and Amad Tir. Too close to come into its own, too far to join the hearts of either realm. Triton was set apart by its threefold unity of peoples: Prometheans, Hadea

Faint, a mere glittering of dust and fire, hostile battle lines are drawn across the stars. The tall ships of Nuzirrim and Tir stand firm against one another, locked in vast formations, maneuvering hour by hour. But in-between them, lesser vessels run freely, skirmishers rushing fast along the periphery, charging at the flanks and breaking through where they can. Harriers and cutters, corvettes and harpies needling at the enemy, exposing weaknesses and drawing blood, tipping

The Astropoleis of Amad Tir do not fall easily. Each siege is a war onto itself, weeks and months spend breaching wall after wall towards the inner core. Whilst battles rage in the halls and tunnels of the city station, outside the fleets vie for an advantage and positions to lend their troops bombardement support.

The clans of Nuzir have gathered their banners and called for war on the Imperial Realm. On this day, their campaign has begun and the first watchtowers of Tir are falling.

To celebrate the coming of a new Pantheon, I've collected old models and animation snippets, mixed them up with some brand new shots, and put it all together in a showcase animation setting the mood for future endeavors.