Freedom is liquid, supple, mellifluous. It surrounds us, engulfs our bodies, drowns our fear. We plumb freedom's depths and consume the nourishment within. From these waters, we are born; when we die, we shall return to those waters.
Out there, among the stars, are the waters, freedom incarnate. That dark, endless void is our destiny, our path, our goal. We must not fear it, nor should we control it. Rather, we should embrace it, trust it, love it. Its ever-changing face, its protean existence, is our very essence. We are those stars, the void, the awesome waters of space: ancient, forever, free.

Born on the tropical Intaki home planet Intaki Prime, in the year of YC75 (23311), Goran was like any normal Intaki child. He always acted wise, polite and pleasant. In his early childhood, he already seemed as a fine diplomat successfully disputing all illogical and useless cases, even between his parents. He studied at the University Of Caille, then later on, when he finished University, he volunteered as a diplomat for the Gallente federation.

He was still young and inexperienced at the time, though feeling and acting vigilant and protean. On his third diplomat mission the meeting was supposed to be held at the Caldari forces Leviathan Titan. There was no obvious chance of diplomacy, so shit hit the fan. In the long hallways of the ship, his team was ambushed by the Caldari military. Within the battle, he managed to escape with a deep scar above his left eye. Everyone else from his diplomatic crew had died fighting alongside while he manages somehow to stay alive, an he ran. He was saved by his natural ability to stay calm and in control of the situation and his emotions, mischieving Caldary soldiers and escaping by stealing a Guristas Shuttle which he still keeps in his personal hangar at Aunia 1-11. From that day on, he definitely was not one of those Intakies who sympathised with the Caldari.

Today, he is no more in the diplomacy business. He uses his other skills where he makes a good living in New Eden. Not being in diplomacy anymore, he ventures in New Eden's corporation world, looking for prosperity and good life. He lived a life of a free roamer for some time, before joining the corporation which placed itself in a wormhole. At the time being, living in a wormhole was a fantastic experience with many turmoils and face-melting occasions. But before long, corporations he was member of collapsed. Although there is a rumor that...