Altairians

A new breed of man sprang from the soil of Altair Prime. This new breed seeks to explore the ocean of the stars. They had constructed the finest exploratory fleet possible before danger sprung on their doorstep. They quickly converted their fleet into something capable of overwhelming the enemy with skill and awesome speed. To begin with our vessels were staffed by military, seconded by science officers and those ready to encounter new races. Having the proper grounding to make the most use of their ship's capabilities, with proper training, and the finest augmentations available pushed them to become Super Human, these Men, these Explorator Captains.

As proud men they inherit traditions and technology of an old race. As a people who are rising they are devoting themselves to exploration and discovery. Bodies ranging from beautiful to robustly utilitarian have helped refine that old wisdom of mankind where if everyone focuses on their specialty we can create powerful centers of humanity and a vigorous military.

"—We have been so deep into uncharted space that was the Altair System we thought to be beyond the influences of empires. Here we would build their new world from the ground up." - Explorator Founder of Altair Dr.Morbius, Year Zero of the Altairan Calendar

Altair was not a natural paradise. Far from it. But it was a man made paradise. The culmination of countless years of terraforming. It would have taken tens of thousands of years, perhaps a hundred thousand to turn the small radiated planet of Altair Prime into a Gaia world. Yet our progress was accelerated by leaps and bounds after the introduction of state of our art shield technology; The Wottfase Pattern Shield Array. It could prevent even the rays of Altair, the brightest star in a thousand light years, from penetrating our domes. Its powerful radiation had been a plague on our ancestors efforts to reclaim the world and on their bodies.

A flower out of the desert, water to a dying man, Altair Prime. Wondrous cities and factories spanning the world. Elegant halls for an elegant people. A flowering of a new human civilization. Or it would have been.

Alien ships, like rings of snakes devouring themselves endlessly. Massive oval plates of strange metals and ceaseless chattering languages. They continued to enter our sovereign space and refused to halt. We thought and hoped that if we drove off these alien vessels we could display our desire to remain independent. The Captains of the Fleet mobilized and set to work our shipyards to refitting the ships with what weapons we had on hand.

The ships set off to war to defend our sacred home; Son of Altair, Solar Merlin, Resurrection, Wind of Discovery, Giger Child, and Last Horizon returned victorious against the odds. When their reinforcing fleet arrived, it was all they could do to hold them off while the citizens evacuated into the colony ship to a new world escorted by a newly constructed Light Carrier: Chariot of Mars.