Ghost of the Warzone. No corp. No leash. Just me and the wrecks I leave behind.
I plex, I farm, I build — then I turn it all into ISK. Navy ships bleed from my LP: Hookbills, Caracals, Ospreys. I forge them cheap, sell them fast, and keep the machine running.
I’ve flown everything from Atrons to Dreads. Nullsec’s full of egos. Lowsec’s full of noise. I don’t follow fleets — I make wrecks.
You’ll see me when it’s too late. If I’m in local, I’m not there to talk.