Matari Langour

I am proof that even hardened criminals can be turned around by love.

She is the enemy.
I am her prey.
She is the spy.
I am her prey.
She is the hunter.
I am her prey.
She is my lover.
I am her prey.
She is Amarr.
I am her Master.


My name is Matari of tribe Langour. I am Sebiestor, and I, unlike some of my kin, have remained loyal to the Blood. Do not test me.

I fly amarr cuz i likes the l4z0r5
I fly caldari cuz i likes the mi55l35
I fly gallente cuz i likes the dr0ne5
I fly minmatar cuz i likes the 5p33d

However, amarr looks like your flying a males private parts, caldari looks uninspiring at best, gallente took way too much of that damn hideous green paint, and minmatar.... well lets just say that a flying bucket of rust just makes me all tingly... or is that the tetanus?