Radborne Eriker

My fellow capsuleers, I have begun to chronicle the story of the Eriker tribe for all who will bare witness. I will continue to enlighten all those who have been shadowed by the dark storm of lies which have been cast upon my tribe. None shall know the key truths until the right time has passed. My grandfather has left me with the way, the path to follow, and I shall not stray.

In the times that passes from now until all the turth shall be seen, I Radborne, son of Reknor, initiate of the mysteries under the tutelage of my grandfather Krigra, will begin to build again the great strength that has once been.

I have tried to make appeals on Tash-Murkon Prime but I but I was thrown out like some lunatic. There is little way I can make the truth come to light but by rebuilding the past glory of the Eriker Tribe and that is what I now do.


I tired again to speak of the way from the 18th moon's orbital station. I have spoken to all the people of Yasud but they all looked up on me as if I was some slug underfoot.

There at Yasud, I tried to bring the ways forth but the people cast me out.

I drifted here and there, constantly chased, killed and reborn. I finally left Tash-Murkon looking for a new home.

I found a mining corporation called Miners Trade Company and resettled in Derelik. They took me in and taught me how to survive in this desolate space, far away from the safety of highsec.

We are nomads and drifters, making our homes here and there.

The Eriker will rise.