Into the Wild, Back to the Civilization

I recently moved up to Egbinger, signed a standard chain-gang contract with CONCORD and got assigned to the Great Wildlands with a licence to kill anything affiliated to The Angel Cartel. For this I will again be eligible for the New Eden Citizen Of The Year Award.

Valganzo Geittikulf, my local CONCORD-contact, let it slip through to me that there were no monitoring of my actions – apart from the automated recording of security status inflicting kills – I was free to only engage the most juicy targets in each system and not bother with pesky frigates and cruisers. He obviously knew I was no reformed criminal set for a career in law enforcement. He knew I was just after a clean sheet and access to high security space. Ah, CONCORD. Have there ever been a greater hypocrite than CONCORD? Isn’t this the truest and greatest institution created in man's image ever? CONCORD – corruption is thy real name. And I love you.

My security status might have changed, but New Eden scientists have yet to discover a way to inject morals into our brains like any other skillbook. High security citizens – I’m back!

New Eden Citizen Of The Year