Gemeinschaft Interstellarer Soeldner

‘We found our kin, and found them strange.’
- Rana Arnov. Memoirs

Two hundred golden, gleaming hulls, gathered on the fringes of
the Vak’Atioth system. For the Amarrians, this was to be a
great day. It would renew faith in the Reclaiming, a faith much
needed.
The first volley of fire erupted from an Apocalypse, its turrets
taking aim and firing as one, blood-red beams slicing into the
side of a stationary ship until the vessel’s hull ruptured, pieces
of it scattering like dust among the rank and file of the Jovian force.

It had begun...