The Defiants [DFNTS]

“Brothers, we must Rise”


A great man spoke these words. I was lucky enough to be there when he did.

You will have heard of us. We have been called traitors and terrorists and rebels and every other name under Matar’s sun, but let me tell you this. We are all loyal and we have never stopped being loyal, but our loyalty is to our people.

I was a proud member of the Republic Fleet. I upheld The Duty of the Fleet. But after what I saw and what I experienced while doing my duty, I could not in all conscience stay. Billions of our people remain in bondage, and they call out to us. We are their blood, their kin, their hope. We are the ones sworn to protect them. We are the ones whose constant failure to act is a blight on our Republic's soul.

We looked to our leaders for guidance but our great Republic has become complacent. Our rulers are mired in their own petty political struggles, deaf to their own people screaming out for freedom from the sadistic rule of the Amarr. They see the beast that is the Empire and they tremble, they fall to their knees in submission.

That stops now.

There were once men who stood strong against the Amarrians. No matter what was thrown at them, they never knelt in supplication, they never bowed as slaves. These men were called the Defiants, we will carry their name into the heart of Amarr and make them tremble at the sound of it.

We will kneel no longer.

We will rise.