She learned early that empires police their borders, not their pilots. The ones who preyed on the unwary did so freely, and the law looked the other way. So she stopped looking to the law.
She has no quarrel with a fair fight — she simply doesn't believe in them. If you're out here, you've already chosen.
The Amarr offend her on principle. The Gallente lost her the day they chose convenient allies over honest ones. The Minmatar she neither admires nor dismisses — only notes that they bled for what they have.
The State asks nothing of her except discipline and presence. That she can give.
0fks. Sworn to no god. Answerable to no empire but that of blood — the blood of the unjust, and those who take and steal for the sake of it.