It happened back in New Caldari, I was young and got into nasty business with strong combat booster dealers and slave traders.
A transport ship got ganked and we lost our business partner, I had to get isk thou.
So i became a hitman. Accepted all contracts from bumping miners to -talk in local chat.
Times were tough.
One time a minmatar guy offered big isk to kill an amarr family of slavers, I accepted.
Infiltrated the palace and was prepared to do what I was paid for, but than the target’s daughter found me as i was stealing liquor from the cellar. Her beauty and class was mesmerizing, I fell in love and brought her the head of the minmatar guy as a wedding gift.
She died 2 rotations later in a crash with a drunk Erebus pilot who hit “jump” instead of “bridge”. I think of her each time I fire my lazorz and since then my heart is Amarr.

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