I don't know who I am or where I'm from. I was found on a Gallente freighter and was shipped off to the navy as soon as I was healthy again. I didn't have a choice in the matter. Three days into being forced to fly missions with the Gallente Federal Navy I was contacted by a pilot named Edwin Winters who owned a resistance corporation known as the Strategic Intelligence Agency. I quickly joined him. He helped me escape the Federal Navy and move into protective care under SIA in Inaro.

Caldari was amazing! The idea of being free to choose what to do made me smile. Soon, my potential as a capsuleer was made more visible each day. I wanted to do something that didn't involve killing others. I tried to own my own mining and industrial corp with Edwin Winters, now a good friend. It failed.


Through many attempts, failures, and risks involved - I have settled into the rhythm of collecting, reprocessing, and manufacturing. Although I found my economic purpose, I still have one giant question...

Who am I?

I guess...I guess I am a friend to those who do me no harm and an enemy to those who do. But, that cannot be all I am...can it?