Emilyah Fennion

Death for most occurs once in a life time. So how many times can you die before what has made you immortal, leaves you a soulless revnant? I have known many great capsuleers, but never one I'd call friend.
I have seen evil on an appalling level, both committed by and to the very same capsuleers revered as gods. The manipulation of mass corporations and maniacal plots of deviants and pirates alike know no bounds of humility. All with the same goals: Kidnap, blackmail, erase.
Of the atrocities I have committed, I have no memory. Only that very powerful individuals are after me for my contribution to this sick game. On the run with no memory I've begun to start over, fighting for everything along the way. It was not until recently that I met Kevril Velmar, another capsuleer, that I was finally able to catch breath. Taking in my surroundings, I tried to piece together what had happened. All these images, most not even my own. I've been imbued with these visions, but why, and by who?