Risen from the ranks of the Ni-Kunni. Raised by blockade runners and explorers always on the move. My family works to earn respect and prestige in Amarrian society. One day I hope to join the Amarr Federation in the war. I dream of running Logistics ships in a fleet.

During my wandering through space I met up with a bunch of space miners and industrialists. They were good folks, trapped in LS transporting goods out of a resource rich area. After a short stint of service I realised the mining business is not for me and moved on. Shortly there after I met a group of mercenaries in Amarr space. Intriuged by the concept I fell in with them and started training with their organization.

An old friend of mine showed back up again, and implored me to join him in the Faction Wars. Despite not wishing to leave my new friends I joined the Amarr Empire in their fight. A new world awaits.

I have been furthering the goals of the Amarr Empire a month or two now. I have learned a few things about the art of war, and survival. Many hard lessons to be learned here. Spent some time on the lines and made a few friends. Also put in some time with the Imperial Navy, but it looks as though my old friends are occupied outside of the war. The winds of change blow again.

I met some folks in a corporation named Shirak Skunkworks. An older organization of Hungarians who have championed the Amarr Militia for over 15 years. I had the very rare honor of being invited to join them in their crusade to bring back the glory of the Amarr Empire. It was an honor I could not refuse. I spent some time recieving some instruction from the old war horses of Shirak. They helped bring me focus and purpose. I strive to attain the mastery of warfare they achieved long before we ever met.

My old friends in Shirak retired some months after I joined. A sad affair for me. I decided maybe I should retire myself, leave things to the next generation. As fate would have it, I got a couple EVE mails from some old friends. I decided I would come join RSM and Company in their excursions and actually ply my trade as logistics pilot.

"It is by will alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the juice of Sapho that thoughts aquire speed, the lips aquire stains, the stains become a warning. It is by will alone I set my mind in motion." The litany of the Mentats.