Harry McLeod – The Man, The Myth, The Mildly Concerning Insurance Risk

Harry McLeod wasn’t born into greatness. In fact, most people who met him agreed he wasn’t even born into competence. A Caldari by birth and a “problem” by reputation, Harry spent his early years working in a corporate logistics department where he discovered two things:

- He had a natural talent for moving things from A to B.
- He had an equally natural talent for accidentally moving them to C, D, or into a nearby river.

After one particularly memorable incident involving a forklift, a crate of Quafe, and a senior executive’s hovercar, Harry decided it was time for a career change. Capsuleering seemed ideal: fewer supervisors, more explosions, and no HR department with a grudge.
He trained up, climbed into his first pod, and immediately bounced off the undock like a drunk bee. But he persevered. Over time, Harry became known for:

- Hero tackle attempts that were 70% hero, 30% “oh no oh no oh no.”
- Mining fleets where he brought snacks, enthusiasm, and absolutely no understanding of optimal yield.
- A deep, philosophical belief that every ship is a “combat ship” if you’re brave enough.

Despite everything, people like Harry. He’s loyal, he’s upbeat, and he’s the first to volunteer for dangerous ops because he still hasn’t worked out how insurance payouts actually function.