Forged in the burning dogma of Amarr, Nocmar learned early that obedience is power and suffering is currency. Mercy was never part of the curriculum. Discipline was. Fire was.

Yet faith alone does not win wars.

Disillusioned with sermons and impressed by results, Nocmar turned to Caldari doctrine — cold, calculated, and brutally efficient. Where Amarr preached domination, Caldari perfected it. Missiles replace prayers. Shields outlast zeal. Targets are numbers, and numbers must reach zero.

Now a soldier without illusion, Nocmar serves the only truth that survives every engagement: victory is earned through precision, not belief. Caldari hulls carry him into battle, but Amarr cruelty guides his hand.

He does not seek glory. He seeks compliance.