I know what you're thinking, how on earth would someone born in the back of an Orthrus live to tell the tale of space, battles and total dedicated drinking. First let me just say that my mother was not picky, this means that my dad was once of any number of men... for all I know it could have been all of them. I grew up in a converted storage conatianer just off of Jita. It was not a glamorous as it sounds. I hated school, hated instant biscuts and loved Spacing. When I turned 14 my mother looked at me and said Big Kate you have the looks of a solo freight mover. I was moved out in three days and signed on to a freighter. I have done everything from mining to getting a bad rash in my space suit.

Do you like drinking? I do. This has nothing to do with my story just an aside.

I have never been down the gravity well to a planet, I only know space and the fresh breeze of an Air Return Vent., hmmm recycled air is the best.

I don't have a hang up with any race in space not even the dirty Minmatar.

There was something I forgot to say here.... oh yeah. I joined Pandemic Hord and here I ended up killing and enjoying it! I don't know if that makes me bad. but if killing is bad, I don't wanna be good.