XJIE6YLLIEK 6OPOgUHCKUU

Status: Active

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SECURITY STATUS: -3.60

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Background

Caldari Civire, Piekura-born. Kaalakiota Home Guard gunship pilot, model of corporate precision. The corporation buried him after a booster lab trace led straight to a Kaalakiota subsidiary. Desk duty, silent disgrace, no way back. A sabotaged transponder, a staged death, and a lifeboat into the black put an end to that story.

Mordu’s Legion picked up the ghost. Years of mercenary gunship work followed—fast, clean, professional. Parted ways on good terms. The Angel Cartel, however, offered something rawer: speed, chaos, and no flags. A Curse warlord slapped on the codename XJIE6YLLIEK 6OPOgUHCKUU as a final demand to ditch the old self. Now runs out of Curse: high-velocity interceptor strikes, blockade dives, deniable hits where one ship is enough.

No chrome. No visible augments. Just meat, bone, and stubborn Civire pride.


Personality

A loud jacket, a filthier joke, a laugh that never reaches the eyes—the Cartel clown mask is worn well. Underneath it, the Home Guard never left. Punctual as a firing squad. Rigs tuned to parade-ground perfection. Waste is personal insult.

Kaalakiota taught the taste of betrayal. Every megacorp reeks of it now. Minmatar, though? That isn't a lesson. That's a fire. Stoked across years of Legion skirmishes, now a private crusade. A contract that smells of the Republic gets tossed without a second glance.

Inside the jacket lives a worn Mordu’s patch, hidden but never removed. An old Legion call still gets answered, if the Cartel’s interests allow. Trust is reserved for persons, never institutions. Break that trust, and the jokes stop.