On the edge of the serpent's Coil, FC's screaming in your ear and supercarriers jumping into deadspace. The cartel intends to take back what was once theirs. The ghostly POS that looms in the distance revives old spirits from the more veterened members. Igniting old feelings and deceptive betrayal. With over 2000 behind us and 500 in the distance, we will not stop till she is once again ours. With death in sight and glory in our futures, the cartel needs more warriors, more minds. We cannot win by ourselves. Will you fight for our order or rebel against our intensions? A interminable question. How will you answer our call?