Only through the State can true peace and prosperity prevail.

All For the Good of Many.

To aid our patrons is an honorable path, whether you walk the way of the Achura or of the Caldari. It appears that you have chosen the latter. Should you choose one day to return to the paths set out by the Elder Visionaries, there will be a place for you still.

For now, in the spirit of the path you walk, Cold Wind give you counsel.

There is no greater gift than to be born under the flag of the Caldari.

When their words of death jettisoned into my ears, I stood with pride with my brothers and sisters, ready to kill and die for our beloved state. When the words of our honorable reached my shores, I basked in its sunlight with its truth promising the brightest of all futures, illuminating even our darkest hours.

Though they wish to defy and deny us, our pride could not be shattered. Our belief could not be altered. Our focus could not be any clearer. Our execution none the less deadlier.

My honorable Achura bloodline courses with vigor. I am forever in gratitude.

For the State!!

I choose the follow the path of the Achur, but that doesn't mean I can't embrace the State. Their ways mostly line up with ours despite having different end goals. Also they are our best means of protection, unless we want to get assimilated by the Fenderation or indoctrinated by the Empire.

The State is the only means in which various cultures can live in peace and prosperity.

Not too long ago, I would have agreed with all this, however, now I have seen the "honor" of the other races. And now I realize that honor is an illusion. I got into this life thinking that I would do what is right for the State, now I do this for the money, and for the joy of shooting an enemy in the face. If that enemy is another Caldari, so be it, if it's the Gallente, great. I am hereby proclaiming my independence from any government except that of my corporation.

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.

Honor in war? The concept is laughable. War is a gritty and very bloody business. If we were more personal, if our deaths had more meaning, I would see this as an honorable profession. As it is, we are immortal. So, hunt me down. Kill my clones. See if I care.

Honor in war? The concept is laughable. War is a gritty and very bloody business. If we were more personal, if our deaths had more meaning, I would see this as an honorable profession. As it is, we are immortal. So, hunt me down. Kill my clones. See if I care.

Respectfully, soldier, I can half agree, but only half. War is not a clean or a tidy thing, but it can be ... purer, or less pure.

As a scout, much of my work flies in the face of conventional honor. I am fast, and quiet, but fragile; if I fight straight, I most often lose. Therefore, I do not fight straight. My explosives detonating your squad mate at a crucial point, then my nova knife in your spine when you try to succeed where he failed, is the essence of my work.

Honor, there, consists in faithfully doing what I must to fulfill my contract.

The difference in "purity" is exemplified by two current, basic options in SMG construction rights: the 'Syndicate' SMG and the 'Toxin.'

Either of the two is equally priced, equally effective, and requires equivalent dropsuit resources for support. The differences are: paint job (Syndicate in red, Toxin in green), history, and special payload.

The Syndicate is historically a criminal's weapon, yet I would describe it as far the more "pure." The Toxin, you see, fires slugs doped to turn your blood-borne nanites against you. This may be intended to disable clone soldiers more effectively, but since the burst that pierces dropsuit armor ordinarily produces a mortal wound anyway, the net effect is mere suffering.

Have you ever found yourself thrashing in agony after an SMG burst pierces your armor, horribly aware of your slowly liquefying organs? That is the Toxin at work.

I have neither room nor patience for the sort of honor that will stand in the way of me doing my job, but, if I kill you, soldier, it will be as cleanly as my methods have room for. It's nothing personal; you are simply in my way. I have no special reason to make you suffer for that-- only to remove you as an obstacle.

That is my sense, at least, of where honor lies in our line of work.

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.

Good luck with your honor when you're lying on the ground dead because you didn't notice that scout sneaking behind you.

And wether you like it or not, you abandoned some of your honor by becoming a clone soldier. You take contracts from people you don't know who tell you to fight an enemy who has not done anything wrong to you personally just so you can get ISK. I don't know what your honor includes, but I don't think it includes killing people just for sport, but arguably that is what we do when taking contracts, because the only thing your enemy has done is take ISK from another person who your contractor didn't like.

Good luck with your honor when you're lying on the ground dead because you didn't notice that scout sneaking behind you.

And wether you like it or not, you abandoned some of your honor by becoming a clone soldier. You take contracts from people you don't know who tell you to fight an enemy who has not done anything wrong to you personally just so you can get ISK. I don't know what your honor includes, but I don't think it includes killing people just for sport, but arguably that is what we do when taking contracts, because the only thing your enemy has done is take ISK from another person who your contractor didn't like.

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 the Intaki they are an understanding people. Many supported and continue to support the State.

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?

I am hardly even upset, thank you for your concern regardless Harkon. And I apologize that I have upset you Michael, I was not intending to insult your honor. Where I am from and what my is my heritage is irrelevant to this conversation, I will continue to be a proud Intaki despite your accusations. In fact, you didn't even answer my argument, you just relied on insulting my origins to discredit me.

You believe what you believe in, I am not arguing about that. What I am saying is that honor in the situation we are in now is questionable at best, and I am trying to point you out to the things you are doing yourself that could be considered dishonorable.

One cannot understand when he walks not within The Way. There is honor in war when I wage war in honor of my State and for my bloodline. That is my honor. For the rise of my people, that is my honor. You are confused and lost.

Dare you speak such pestilence here! My ancestors had made sure that I follow this path and follow it I will. And I will decimate each and every one of your clones if need be so that your poison shall not infect my people.

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.

Respectfully, Mr. Arck, the kind of honor you appear to speak of may once have been the way of certain Achur soldiers, but it was never the honor practiced by the Caldari. When I commended you to Cold Wind's guidance, the guidance I had in mind was that given to K'vire:



It is said that cunning is the natural enemy of strength, and this is broadly true, but the two are greatest when wielded together. The Way of the Winds is a way of harsh tests, and the will, strength, and cunning to survive them.

Caldari combat protocol is based on careful strategy and ruthless use of advantage, including cloaking and electronic counter measures. To your superiors, you owe obedience; to comrades fighting beside you, you owe discipline and coordination-- your contribution to a community effort. In this, there is honor.

To those enemies who stand in your way, you owe only swift death (in our case, regularly repeated). Their understanding that they are about to die is optional, and only really desirable if such knowledge speeds that end.

You all shall have to instruct me in these Ways.... they sound intriguing

I am hardly even upset, thank you for your concern regardless Harkon. And I apologize that I have upset you Michael, I was not intending to insult your honor. Where I am from and what my is my heritage is irrelevant to this conversation, I will continue to be a proud Intaki despite your accusations. In fact, you didn't even answer my argument, you just relied on insulting my origins to discredit me.

You believe what you believe in, I am not arguing about that. What I am saying is that honor in the situation we are in now is questionable at best, and I am trying to point you out to the things you are doing yourself that could be considered dishonorable.

Respectfully, Mr. Arck, the kind of honor you appear to speak of may once have been the way of certain Achur soldiers, but it was never the honor practiced by the Caldari. When I commended you to Cold Wind's guidance, the guidance I had in mind was that given to K'vire:



It is said that cunning is the natural enemy of strength, and this is broadly true, but the two are greatest when wielded together. The Way of the Winds is a way of harsh tests, and the will, strength, and cunning to survive them.

Caldari combat protocol is based on careful strategy and ruthless use of advantage, including cloaking and electronic counter measures. To your superiors, you owe obedience; to comrades fighting beside you, you owe discipline and coordination-- your contribution to a community effort. In this, there is honor.

To those enemies who stand in your way, you owe only swift death (in our case, regularly repeated). Their understanding that they are about to die is optional, and only really desirable if such knowledge speeds that end.

You have just taken a brave step, my friend. The state will live on as long as we faithful draw breath. This much I swear to each and every one of you. Though I am no sheep to the corporation heads above me, we loyal are the embodiment of the state. As long as we live, our guns will continue to fire until our goals are met and our enemies lay bloodied and broken before us.

The Minmatar, savage and destructive, would wish to destroy us.

The Gallente, the hedonist and indulgent, would seek to enslave us.

The Amarr, arrogant and deceitful, would see us changed!

But brother, you understand The Way. You provide hope that drives me towards another fight. You are the soldier that I would gladly fight beside on a thousand planets for a thousand years. We few, bound to the state, yet masters of the universe. We brave Caldari...

New Eden is ours for the taking. With our strength and resources, we can take them all.

Hivaa saitsuo kirjuun.

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.

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.

Hm. Such a code of honor probably would have originated with your parents' religious sect (please forgive me if I presume too much--there's just not much of a martial tradition independent of both the monasteries and the Caldari left on Achura).

If so, I can only hope that the spirits guide your path.

Perhaps I was a fool for trying to convince you otherwise to begin with, I apologize. As I said, my intentions were not to insult your honor or your faith, it is near impossible to move a tree with its roots dug deep into the ground, I realize that now.

Far too often I see the people here stubbornly arguing how what they believe in is the best possible belief, Gallente, Caldari, Amarr and Minmatar alike. I am not saying that your faith is flawed or incorrect, what I have been trying to do here is to make others realize that their faith and ideals aren't the be all end all of everything and the only way, everything has it's merits, and it's flaws when compared to other faiths and ideals.

I believe that there are many paths leading to the top of the mountain, not just one. Some might be longer, some shorter. Some might be easier, some harder. What path you choose does not matter in my opinion, but that you complete your journey to the top and not stray off the path.

But I digress, the only thing we're probably going to agree here is that we disagree, and I'll leave it at that before I cause further enrage. Prataya yavati, sarumin Arck.

Take no offense to these words but realize the truth, you wish to detach people from their faiths/beliefs yet wanting those to respect your belief as the absolute.

What gives you the right? It is unfair to the person that you impose this upon. Think on that. Think of the Amarr who enslaved the Minmatar. Ask the Amarr, and they will tell you it was the will of God, the reclaiming. To bring light into darkness. Ask the Minmatar of the reasoning and they would say control, to use their people as workers and soldiers of their empire.

So in closing, I harbor no ill will.

Take no offense to these words but realize the truth, you wish to detach people from their faiths/beliefs yet wanting those to respect your belief as the absolute.

What gives you the right? It is unfair to the person that you impose this upon. Think on that. Think of the Amarr who enslaved the Minmatar. Ask the Amarr, and they will tell you it was the will of God, the reclaiming. To bring light into darkness. Ask the Minmatar of the reasoning and they would say control, to use their people as workers and soldiers of their empire.

So in closing, I harbor no ill will.

It matters not what is fair only what is just and true in the eyes of God.

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.

Ad yet, when you speak, you seem to imply that those of us who fight for money don't have a code. We do. Fight for the one that pays the most. And never turn your back on your comrades, as long as they are your comrades. It's not the most... noble of pursuits, perhaps, but when we fight for you, you don't seem to mind that fact.

I'll be on the field soon...

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.

I was merely stating that your sense of self-righteousness makes you SEEM to imply it, not that you DID imply it, my friend. YOur tone was... confusing, and therefore, while I do not apologize for my words, I will apologize for the accusation.

Self righteousness has nothing to do with me expressing my beliefs and showing pride in the State I represent. In fact, its self righteous of you to come into this thread that salutes the fellow comrade of the State and spew your negativity by expressing disdain for what I follow. And when its not acknowledged, when the Caldari doesn't submit to you, it is called "self righteous".

Of course my tone is confusing to those who don't live in the way I do. But my fellow kirjuun understands...