Into the fire my hatred has gone. Preperations to be made, and wars to be fought. Out of the ashes scorned. Broken arrangements have defiled my faith in the ability of others to understand their words. My path before me is wroght with the stain of misery in my wake. No longer shall I allow others to shape my destiny. Until the tidal wave of unequality has washed away, I stand as a light in the dark. True to my heratige, unwavering in my beliefs.

Security Status to enter systems safely:
System:You
•1.0: -2.0 and lower.
•0.9: -2.5 and lower.
•0.8: -3.0 and lower.
•0.7: -3.5 and lower.
•0.6: -4.0 and lower.
•0.5: -4.5 and lower.
•0.0-0.4: No restrictions.