I have been raised to fulfill and sustain honor. My achura bloodline demands this. Honor is no illusion to those who allow The Way to guide them and teach them. A man or woman who has built their home upon sands instead of stone will always be susceptible to lose it. I have observed many who claimed the stars as their home. And they are forever chaotic, switching from allegiance to allegiance like a passed around tramp in null sec.

But there's only one home for me that I will fight for. Money will not be my haven.

If that is how you feel, I can respect that. But be not surprised when I eliminate you, when you threaten my beloved state, with extreme prejudice. I will be sure to give you honorable death since your life has been without it.

Well I cannot fathom such a vision. I am assault. Equivalent to the old stories of old earth, the warrior who travels to many lands fighting for his people.

Of course Scouts have no honor. How can they understand such when they don't even walk the path of a warrior? They are merely scouts who infiltrate, morals and code is something that can decrease their combat effectiveness.

I am on the frontline. An assault. You know exactly what you're dealing with when you see me. I have no time for false stories or facades that only serve to quicken my immediate goals.

So of course you wouldn't understand my self chosen duty and honor. I care none the less.

A virus has no purpose if it has no victims.

You Intaki always been a confused bunch. Need I remind you of your place, Intaki? Nothing more than New Eden's punching bag. There's no honor for your kind, for your kind has nothing to fall back except for empty promises and wishes. Your exiled perished. Even some sought protection amongst our ranks. But your own paranoia led us to force you from us.

Now you dare speak to me about honor when your kind shown none? You're Gallente's version of the fedo, forced to pick up the trash of New Eden.

How dare you speak to a Caldari about honor when the definition escapes your very creation. I pity you. Your bloodline must be filled with deserters and cowards for you to utter such weak words.

But I digress, The Way guides me. My fortress is such that it is impervious to such childish attempts to envelope me in your ignorance.

Don't anger them????

Don't be such a fool. I am a kind man, but I am not a weak man. That man chose to speak negatively of my beliefs and you come here to tell me don't bite? Yet they are an understanding people? What hypocrites! What's is your bloodline? Who are you to mediate?

Don't anger them????

Don't be such a fool. I am a kind man, but I am not a weak man. That man chose to speak negatively of my beliefs and you come here to tell me don't bite? Yet they are an understanding people? What hypocrites! What's is your bloodline? Who are you to mediate?

KGÇÖvire was fast and strong. Cold Wind taught him the words that make the bow stronger and make the arrow fly true. He taught him to move without sound or track, and to perceive the paths that are hidden.

Deteaas was calm and deep. Cold Wind taught him the words that sing the deeds of heroes fallen in battle and instill fire in the heart of men. He taught him when to run and when to walk, when to wait and when to strike.

The pikes of the men from the West could only find shadows that vanished before they could land a blow. Arrows coming from nowhere took first this one, then another, and another. Their sky was always covered with dark clouds; they could see the sun and stars no more. The orders their captains yelled were lost in the Wind that day and night kept screaming in their ears.

That's what keeps me linked to my origins, my honor. It twas the way of my parents. I do that in honor of them and my origin.

Let me first start off by saying I am a passionate loyal patriot to Caldari and my bloodline. That's not an excuse, it's an acknowledgement. If you understand those who believe in honor, then you should understand why I felt your words insulted me. And insulted is even a strong word that I wouldn't use to describe it. It seems as if you were perplexed by the complexity of it all, which is ironic considering that most people consider me being so loyal to Caldari because of my bloodline, a complexity in itself.

I didn't rely on insults of your origins until I began feeling my belief was being attacked. Several mercenaries had shared their two ISK on the matter and the sentiment were the same from the opposing argument. There's no honor in the work we do. Yet my answer remained the same, that I do have honor in the work I do. That's is where it all broke down. You cannot convince me nor anyone else to think differently. So as you persisted to prod my beliefs, I increasingly grew tired of it.

I have grown to experience many harsh realities. Harsh realities and often comments of utter disdain for being a Caldari and for having my bloodline. Disdain for our methods. Our beliefs. Our will. Just look and listen. Hear them speak softly with whispers with words that wishes death upon the Caldari.

I understand what you're trying to do but that's where our communication breaks down. I am true to my Caldari way. I am stern and stubborn. Nothing you can say or do change my beliefs until I, myself, come to the epiphany.

I am more than open to set aside these differences and come to the a conclusion that we feel differently.

When I envisioned this thread, I didn't envision mercenaries looking to speak utter disdain for those who have faith and/or honor.

Honor is a self chosen path. Even the most ruthless follow a code.

I seem to imply? What are you talking about? This thread is a toast to my kirjuun. I am not concerned about your beliefs or your way, I only applauded my own kind. It is I that fell under scrutiny. Only my brethren understood what I was conveying. Why? Because this thread is for my brethren. What you speak is utter nonsense. I do not stand for such false accusations.