Captain Ga’len surveyed the shinning hull in his hanger. An Archon class Carrier is a beautiful thing. Standing there, he was in awe of the ship.
“Sir, all ships and cargo are loaded”, the hanger attendant stood close by, updating Ga’len on the loading process.
“Thank you”, Ga’len said with a cheer in his voice as he walked towards the capsule embarking station. Soon he would be nestled inside his pod and loaded deep within the hull of the Blade of Truth.
“Hailing station master, this is Ga’len of the Blade of Truth, requesting clearance to disengage all moorings and undock from the station”, his voice mimicked by the neural interface within his pod echoed through the comms systems.
“Station master to Blade of Truth, you are all clear to undock.”
Slowly, the Blade of Truth made its way through the internal pathways of the station and was soon in space. The Archon class carrier shudder slightly as the jump drive came online and the first step of the journey was underway as the Blade of Truth simply vanished from visible space outside the station.
Many in Otou were wondering where Ga’len had gone. He had seemed distant over the past few days, reading messages from some woman from which he said he had lost touch. Where did he go?
The only clue was a station container left behind in the corporate hangers. It was labeled “A gift to all members of the Neo Spartans. Inside they found many battleships, HAC’s, AF’s, cruisers and frigates fitted for the ways of piracy as well as ammunition, modules and various other items. There was also an old wooden box, some bottles of Quafe and a letter.
My friends, it has come time for me to make a choice.
It is time to take the next step and become the man I have been growing to become. My half-sister is alive and her struggle for her people, my people, our people is in need of my help. Minmatar and Amarr have much they can learn from each other as I have learned over the years. The Minmatar people have learned much, however, the Amarr still live in darkness. Empress Jamyl I works to enlighten all those who live in darkness. She has decreed that all the slaves are to be freed.
My father rebelled against this edict and was killed for it as he should have been. He was a slayer of slaves and his fate is well deserved. Unfortunately, there are many others that hold true to the cruelty my father thrived on and this injustice to the Minmater people as well as the human race must stop.
So drink to our friendship and the future, I wish you all the best Neo Spartans. I go forth with honor. I go forth with a mind for justice and fairness. I go….for my people.
When the Neo Spartans opened the old wooden box, the painting found inside gave them a hint where their longtime friend had gone.
