A small but close knit group of Officers, soldiers, and engineers fighting for the Germanic Tribes in the Advanced Tactical Space Weapons Group, known as Sturmgrenadier, were stranded on the European continent near the crumbling ruins of the city of Brussels. Their daily existence was a living hell of near starvation, roaming gangs, and bitter winter weather. During one "scavenger hunt" they entered a military space complex just outside the cities protective walls. They were hoping to find some tools and food rations, but discovered something far more significant.

After blasting through the solid steel doors of the Missile Launch Complex A Block, they were stunned to find an intact Deep Space Star Freighter. This Star Freighter was designated as a Prometheus Class spacecraft and was the last hope of escape from the Terran wars for the ruling military elite. These Prometheus freighters were just coming online and were only in the test phase, but they had been proven capable of deep interstellar travel with an advanced Ion Impulse engine which would run for years at multiples of light speed without refueling. Many of the Sturmgrenadier staff had worked with space based weapons as part of their military duties. They spent weeks evaluating the spacecraft for a potential escape from Terran.

The details had all finally been worked out and the day of the "escape" aboard Prometheus was at hand. The 52 passengers aboard the spacecraft knew they would either perish in the attempt or begin a journey to an unknown destination, hopefully a new world where hope might flourish again.

The journey took 2 years, and the "crew" of the Prometheus faced and overcame great hardship during this time. While entering a dense cluster of stars near the galactic core they discovered a small planetary system containing 4 Terran sized planets. They spent weeks surveying one world which was very similar to the one they had left behind. Since they had no orbital landing craft they made a fateful decision to land the Prometheus on the surface of this planet for a closer inspection. During the landing the Prometheus was damaged beyond their ability to repair it. For better or worse, they were home.

They named their new home Talus and set about to make the best of their future. The blue green seas and verdant hills of Talus provided the sustenance they needed. Initially their existence was a difficult one comprised of simple hunter/gathering activities in order to survive. As time moved on, they began to relearn the many skills they possessed before the beginning of the Terran Wars. They soon formed a council of elders, or "High Council" and created the genesis of their new city which they called Braxis.

The elders knew that if the city was to survive they would have to welcome and encourage new citizens. They formed an Imperial government which was at once both firm and fair. They guided their citizens and educated them to become productive members of their new society. The city elders and first citizens of Braxis avoided contact with warring factions in both the Imperial and Rebellion political spheres. They knew that one day they may have to fight yet again to protect what they had built, but they always strive to avoid the waste of war.

The High Council and citizens of Braxis welcome you to our home. Go in peace and prosper.