A warning of tomorrow

The scream of a kallaxon rang in my ears awaking me from a deep sleep. I raise from the bed making my way toward the door way to try and figure out what is going on. The door opens as I near it revealing a dimly light corridor. I step into the corridor the ship lurches as it is impacted by something. I can feel the heat from an exploding panel as yellow sparks and orange flames fly next to my face. I begin to make my way towards the larger corridor that I can see from the door way of my room. My pace quickens as I see others running down the large corridor. I reach the junction looking to the right I see a fire engulfing the rear end of the corridor. Turning to the left I make my way towards an emergency bulkhead. I stop sensing something and look over my shoulder to see a young women leading a child of no more than twelve or elven by the hand. I open my mouth to tell them to hurry just as another impact throws me across the hall slamming me into the wall. My head spinning as I regain my balance I look towards the bulkhead where the women and child had been. I see the women laying half way between the corridor and the bulkhead. I grab the dazed women and drag her onto the other side of the bulkhead. As I stand to get the child the emergency bulkhead doors slams shut and seals to prevent a breach. The women regaining her senses jumps to her feet and throws hers against the bulkhead, screaming for it to open. Over the womens shoulder I can see the young girl crying on the floor. I stand watching the scene in disbelief as a bright beams of white light rip through floor exposing the rear of the corridor to the blackness of space. The force of the vaccum sucking the child out into space. The mother lets out a blood curtling scream, she turns away from the door and grips my robe as she cries into my shoulder. I stand silent looking at the blackness, a glitter catches my eye I look at it and see the sun reflecting across the sharpened tip of the blade attached to a Sansha's Phantasm cruiser.

It’s the same dream that’s haunted me for the past few nights, The women the girl I feel as if I should know them. Those that are responsible for their deaths the Sansha. I’ve wondered to myself just what I am going to do if I am strong enough to resist the temptations that have led me so far astray. How would a traitor like me best start to repent his sins.
The answer I have come too is the Sansha. They have been taking millions of people as slaves. A fate no Amarrian citizen deserves. I believe I will devote myself to the cause of protecting the innocents of the empire from this aggressor. It should keep me far from the temptations I would face trying to reintergrate with the Amarr Militia in the fight against the Minmatar Republic. A war… well let me just say I have mixed feelings

I payed a visit to Shalee the other night to see if she would follow through on her promise to help guide me as I make the steps to repent the actions I have taken against my god, and empire. I am worried about her, she is strong but she seems tired as if shes had the weight of New Eden pressing down on her shoulders for far too long. No one should carry such a burden alone.

Of the few loyalists I have come in contact with since my return to the empire young Onesimus Theodoulos, has been the most… Flamboyent in showing their disdain for me. He threatened to kill me in the Keep while I was meeting with Shalee, and got himself a good chewing out. I need to thank her for sticking up for me god knows no one else in that room would have.

Faces

Conversation; Office of Ravana Ryn CEO of Ryn Incorporated & Zenton Karvash Employee
Your name travels fast Mr. Karvash
What do you mean?
I ran into a young Ni-Kunni women, she refused to tell me her name but unless I was mistaken it was your little love interest while you were part of PIE Inc.
Shalee Lianne Ma’am?
Yes the red haired little devil was quite rude, Accused me of espionage for having you as an employee.
I am sorry Ma’am, I don’t mean to bring any unneeded trouble.  Perhaps it would be better if I left your companies employ.
Don’t be silly dear, that would only prove the little bitch was right about you. And you know how I hate to lose an argument.
I do know that, also what do you mean about me?
She called you, a wolf amongst the flock, and apparently considers you someone who cannot find the path again. I think you should choose who you consider a friend better Mr. Karvash, with friends such as those you will find yourself face down in a back ally with a knife in your back.
Of course Ma’am.
Although I must admit I believe you have been much better off not discarding the girl whom you were betrothed to become a capsuleer.
As you keep reminding me.
Oh very well, don’t let me keep you, I’m sure Amis Arvadan has work for you.
Yes Ma’am.

I was called into the corporate office by Ravana early this morning. It seems that she met Shalee somewhere and the two didn’t hit it off very well I guess. Apparently I was the topic of discussion and if I’m to believe Ravana; Shalee had nothing good to say of me. Not too unsurprising at least not in a public setting… but maybe she really doesn’t believe I can change. Would explain why she’s not contacted me since she asked me to pod her, and I made her promise to try and help me.


I know it shouldn’t get to me, but something’s are easier when people have a little faith in you even if you don’t deserve it.

Neocomm Mail Message
Ryn Incorporated; Ravana Ryn CEO
This is an automated message: The tax rate for Ryn Incorporated members has been changed from 35.0% to 40.0%.

Guess Ms. Ryn was a little more annoyed with the whole Shalee situation than she let on, oh well… longer hours for less pay. Another fine day to be in service to the empire.

New Direction

Offical Letter From Ravana Ryn; CEO Ryn Incorporated [RYNCO]

Dear Mr. Karvash

I have spoken with some of my contacts regarding your request for employment. Needless to say your recent actions against the empire have not helped your case. Never the less my contacts have arranged for you to be allowed one Abaddon class battleship stationed at the Sasoutikh, Theology Council station.

I will stress again how important it is that you do not give the Theology Council to reason to believe you may be spying on the empire. I know you have heard the rumors of suspected heretics ‘disappearing’ to never be heard from again. I have attached a document that I was instructed to pass onto you from the Theology Council regarding your employment with my corporation. I strongly suggest you read it as it contains some restrictions that you must adhear to.

Those things being said, Welcome to Ryn Incorporated. I hope your employment with us is productive and profitable Mr. Karvash.

PS: Consider my debt to your family repaid, if you find yourself on the wrong side of the empire again do not bother coming to me asking for help.

   That letter sent four days ago marked, what I hope will become known as a start at a new chapter in my life. Hopefully an end of this exile I have brought upon myself. Atleast it’s a start, currently restricted to the systems of Sasoutikh, Geth, Ohide, Eredan, as well as have temporary passes to any systems my mission agents send me too. I’m not allowed to to venture near any Amarr Navy stations without prior written approval from the Majestrate of the facility. I’m also only allowed one combat fitted vessel, atleast Ravana managed to get them to allow me an Abaddon and not a second rate, used Armageddon. But even with the restrictions I’ve felt more at ease than I have in a long time.

IFW, Rynco, Shalee

Its been three days since I made my decision to leave employment with the Ice Fire Warriors, Minmatar Militia corporation. I must admit I had a very good time, enjoyed meeting the pilots that fly under the corporations banner; Bahamut420, Sneaky Noob, LP Mcduffs, Silence, Manos, Zostralis, to name a few. I also (by default) became part of something known as latenite. Which is a group of pilots that fly in the 00:00 and beyond time zone of New Eden.

My move to join IFW probably came as no surprise to anyone of my old corp/militia mates in Amarr. Most of them have be pegged as a traitor/spy anyway. But to that end I will continue to deny ever spying or betraying the Amarrian Militia in anyway until I joined IFW.

My new corporation, is a small Amarrian based business corporation ran by an old family friend. Who knew I still had those in the empire… Who was kind enough to look passed my transgressions against the Empire and employ me. Also through pulling some strings has me working with the Theology Council out of Sasoutikh. Its been a long time since I have done any work for agents of the empire. I find it quite relaxing, perhaps atleast for a time it’s a direction I can take that wont anger any of the friends I’ve met in recent months and weeks.

Shalee, she came to me the other day with an odd request… She wanted me to ‘pod’ her. The term used by capsuleers refers to the destruction of ones escape pod after its jettisoned from an exploding ship. I agreed, and met her in Lantorn at a spot mid system where we wouldn’t be disturbed by either of our respective sides. After I locked her pod weapons ready, I found myself hesitant to press the button I didn’t want to kill her, someone I once called a close friend, the person who I willingly betrayed. She had assumed the task would be ‘easy’ for me. I found myself asking god for my forgivness, as if the words of a damned soul would reach him. I’ve still not heard back from her, I’ll admit I’m a little worried.