James Syagrius wrote:
Yes, well I suppose context is everything. Perhaps you should ask Pieter what you missed.
Most people think their context justifies their position on things, Mr. Syagrius, including Ms. Kim.
I liked Xun Yu. I liked Sanxing. I was a regular at Symposium New Eden, especially at the start. I thought they did good work.
They didn't do it very quietly, though. Their attackers in that matter were not the first they'd offended-- just the first to express their displeasure by the traditional capsuleer method. We are killers, almost every one of us, and this is ruthless work we do.
The world isn't fair, Mr. Syagrius, and it isn't just. The good don't necessarily triumph, the wicked aren't necessarily punished, and ruthlessness is rewarded more often than not. Even if that weren't true, that would just mean that your own subjective sense of justice was running roughshod over others with different points of view.
Sanxing offended a stronger, deadlier power, and suffered for it. That's a sad thing. Sadder is that they broke because of it. I wish Mr. Xun well, in realms where naked power isn't so much the coin.
I don't expect you to hear me, Mr. Syagrius. It seems like your anger is all you hear. But I'll say this anyway.
If I'm reading the situation correctly at all, the people you're after won't suffer the way you want them to suffer. They're practiced, they're bloodthirsty, they're strong. And they're survivors. They're creatures of this world. They've embraced the exact thing that broke Xun Yu. Even if you engineer a betrayal within their own ranks, I doubt they'll break from it.
It doesn't make them "right." In a way it might not even help them very much. I left their company from fear of what I was becoming.
But I also remember the rush of wind beneath my wings, the taste of blood, the thrill of power-- not just shallow, fragile power that cracks in a single loss, but power that examines its flaws and compensates for them, that suffers wounds lightly and grows back strong.
The Caldari are survivors. But it's not the State you're fighting if it's the Falcons you hunt. It's the thing I went there, in part, to study, and face, but barely recognized until I found it eating me alive: the Black, the cry of hungry nothing, the true master of most capsuleer mercenaries and pirates. Maybe our curse, as well.
If that was something you could face, and defeat, Mr. Syagrius ... I don't think you'd be reacting this way to begin with. And like as not, by the end, you'll be as they are, yourself. I doubt your allies are immune, either.
There's little more to say. Spirits shield you. Wisdom find you.