Maxus Kravutus

Legio Pastria Nostra

As he gazes into the void of the other capsulears eyes over drinks at the bar, Max thinks he recognizes somthing familiar. Almost like looking out at the emptyness of space from his capsule. Max too wonders how many times he must look death in the face just to be violently jerked back into a copy of his body before he, himself will get that empty look of acceptance, that all too familiar look of vengence that so many other capsuleers have aquired over the ever expansive trek of the void. Max already owes many pirates multiple deaths and as long as he has the ISK and the means he will relenlessly hunt them down. Max dosen't quite have that look yet but, all capsuleers get it eventualy. In due time.