We thrive on the hostilities of others. For we are the hand that propels the gears of war. The black string of fate ties us to all, as we hope for your destruction. For out of that blasted waste you shall once again suckle upon the cold teat of enterprise. For in these desolate expanses your capital will always remain merely Frozen Assets.

INDY/MINERS/BUILDERS WELCOME, ACTIVE AND INNOVATIVE PLAYERS WANTED.

NRDS / Antipirate Corp