''Long ago one of my ancestors, an Amarr named Eveh Nahsayroma, was an middle class supervisor of a small business. He was risen conservative and strictly to the Amarr religion. He was responsible for a lot of different tasks at his workplace. One of them was to arrange the slaves work times. He never really saw one of these slaves he ordered to work to death ... he wasn't one of this Amarr who could live with it.''
''Eveh couldn't live like this anymore.''
''When he heard from major rebellions on the stations and slaves freeing themselves his deep feeling said he had to help. So he opened the cells and unlocked the corporation hangar. He helped to free a lot of slaves and as thanks they took him with them into the new free and hard life of the pre-republic time.''
''As he was an Amaar the Minmatar made fun about him and called him Lord. And sometimes even his descendants.''