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On an isolated barren ice planet orbiting a cursed, dying dark star there lives a race constantly struggling for survival in an unforgiving world. It is a tribal people divided into many dispersed warring clans and bands, scattered all over the planet. Once, they were a noble and wide-spread civilization with an extremely advanced technological grasp that could take them to the stars and beyond. Tragically, its wisdom and knowledge lost in a forgotten cataclysmic event, leaving a slowly deteriorating race oblivious of their once glorious past and their snuffed out potential.

Few are the now ice-clad ruins that still remain after once ubiquitous ginormous mega-cities that now dot the ice-covered globe and even scarcer are those archaic technological artifacts that still remain as an ancient forgotten legacy. Archeo-technology such as life-supporting tech, weapons and other devices of big importance are still used by the clans, to a varying degree. The knowledge of the usage and maintenance of these items of vital importance are still preserved and passed down by lines of clan-priests, its knowledge inherited within the clergy which jealously guard its secrets from others, both from within and from without their own clans.

These artifacts of bygone times are now seen as religious and divine relics and proves the clans might and wisdom over other clans and bands. Clashes are not uncommon among clans over unearthed or recovered scraps and bits of archeo-tech. Even obliterating other clans to gain their artifacts are not unheard of.

It is by certainty that the descendants of those who survived that long forgotten catastrophe will never rebuild their civilization or reach the former glory of their race, they will never travel the star once more - unless an outside force intervenes, for good or worse.

This piece took me around 13 h to complete in Photoshop CS6.

Description
On an isolated barren ice planet orbiting a cursed, dying dark star there lives a race constantly struggling for survival in an unforgiving world. It is a tribal people divided into many dispersed warring clans and bands, scattered all over the planet. Once, they were a noble and wide-spread civilization with an extremely advanced technological grasp that could take them to the stars and beyond. Tragically, its wisdom and knowledge lost in a forgotten cataclysmic event, leaving a slowly deteriorating race oblivious of their once glorious past and their snuffed out potential.

Few are the now ice-clad ruins that still remain after once ubiquitous ginormous mega-cities that now dot the ice-covered globe and even scarcer are those archaic technological artifacts that still remain as an ancient forgotten legacy. Archeo-technology such as life-supporting tech, weapons and other devices of big importance are still used by the clans, to a varying degree. The knowledge of the usage and maintenance of these items of vital importance are still preserved and passed down by lines of clan-priests, its knowledge inherited within the clergy which jealously guard its secrets from others, both from within and from without their own clans.

These artifacts of bygone times are now seen as religious and divine relics and proves the clans might and wisdom over other clans and bands. Clashes are not uncommon among clans over unearthed or recovered scraps and bits of archeo-tech. Even obliterating other clans to gain their artifacts are not unheard of.

It is by certainty that the descendants of those who survived that long forgotten catastrophe will never rebuild their civilization or reach the former glory of their race, they will never travel the star once more - unless an outside force intervenes, for good or worse.

This piece took me around 13 h to complete in Photoshop CS6.