Peril and heroism in EVE Online
Kimathi was on a routine mission when his spaceship was hit by a rogue attack, causing it to lose control in high orbit over Arnher V. Stranded and alone, Kimathi was running out of fuel and losing hope of ever being rescued. That’s when Hannibal Decca and his crew stumbled upon the emerbency of Kimathi’s ship.
Despite the risk, Decca plunged the attack frigate into the dark volatile skies of the factional warzone to rescue Kimathi. While being hotly pursued by a specialized battlecruiser, Decca and his crew managed to transport Kimathi to a nearby planet before escaping for years. Although they’d left him on a desolate world compared to what he was used to, some of Decca’s crew stayed with Kimathi.
Decca left months of supplies which helped the planetside dwellers set up a stable shelter. The climate on the planet was hot, dusty and windy. Strange scaled creatures of all sizes scampered across the face of the planet, but only in dusk zones. Otherwise, the planet seemed completely barren.
Despite the rough terrain and meager supplies, Kimathi made a full recovery within a few months. When Decca and the Black Star finally returned, Kimathi was healthy, well-fed, and eager to leave the planet. More people were ferried to the planet as the rescue took place, and the settlers moved into the makeshift shelters left behind. Supplies and amenities were now plentiful, but conveniences and comforts were scarce.
The Big Payback In EVE Online
Grateful to Decca for saving his life, and vowing to eventually repay the debt, Kimathi was contracted to train and re-educate Amarrian candidates shuttled to the planet. They were to be used in all aspects of life on the new, desolate world. Since there were seemingly no other inhabitants on the planet besides the oblivious reptiles, numerous interstellar corporations had begun leasing territory from Decca, who’d claimed ownership of the entire planet, beasts, resources, and all.
No formal nations were declared, save Fort Friendship, where weary travelers are welcome, marked by the site at which Kimathi was rescued and a small outpost. Eventually, there grew a constantly growing ling of shackled prisoners huddled outside the massive iron gates at Friendship Correctional Colony.
Deep underground beneath the desolate outpost on this far away world was the last place many Amarrian prisoners of war were ever seen alive. One could hardly call them innocent; they were the crews of slave transport vessels from all corners of the galaxy. Many were killed during the liberation of the precious crew.
Humanity is sometimes impossible to muster in the face of such injustice.
Of those criminals that were spared the immediate plunge into the gullet of death, each were made to face atonement, with brutality equal to their offenses.