I have always been what many Achura call a 'stargazer'.


I was working as a mechanic on a small exploration ship, going places we really shouldn't have. Eventually that fact caught up with us. The attack was sudden, violent, swift, and ended with our crew hanging from the ceiling.

I was the last to be connected to the machines, and the last crew member alive when a single Thukker ship came. Apparently the Blood Raiders are hated enough for a solo Jaguar to dare engage three cruisers, and stick around to clean up.

The captain of that frigate, a Brutor the crew called "fighting spirit", came to be my friend and mentor, and I his personal mechanic. He later left the tribe to become a capsuleer, and gave me the chance to follow...