DOTLAN EveMaps

Birds of a feather hunt together.

We may not have been much, but that's why we were only part of the problem.

Fly high Kikimora King.

Pirates, mercenaries, cutthroats. Eden is full of those that would prefer to see you a flash-frozen corpse in the deep vacuum of space rather than anything close to flourishing. And if you're thrown a bone, you're expected to grovel for it.

Freedom and success are found without kings and masters.

We are a syndicate of like-minded capsuleers that find strength together. If you ever find yourself yearning for true equality, liberty, and fraternity. We'll be waiting.