According to her UC SysDef dossier, Naeva Mora was born in Neon, though she became an orphan at a very young age. As she grew up, she participated in numerous criminal activities across Freestar and UC space, occasionally being caught and held in SysDef prisons. By age 22 she was a hardened criminal and upon release, stowed away on various ships until arriving in Akila City where she was recruited for the Crimson Fleet.
Naeva's ruthlessness and intelligence helped her rise quickly through the ranks, establishing a track record as one of the Fleet's most deadly and competent Captains. This included regular pirate raids, extortion schemes, and kidnapping, as well as direct protection of the fleet and its assets in engagements with UC and Freestar Collective military and law enforcement agencies. Like many of her peers, she has a reputation for stealing anything that "isn't bolted down."
Once Captain Delgado became the leader of the Crimson Fleet, she received a promotion to second-in-command of the fleet. In this capacity, Mora frequently recruited new members and evaluates them during their "probationary" period. Because the Crimson Fleet is an organized criminal enterprise, Mora both ensures that Delgado's orders are followed and that members follow the few rules that all must abide by.
As a recruiter, she initially sponsored Aria Fykes and Jillian Toft for the Fleet, with Fykes eventually promoted to the executive officer of her ship and Toft a rising star within the Fleet. However, she abandoned both during an engagement with the UC Vigilance captained by Commander Ikande. Left behind, Fykes attempted suicide-by-soldier (intentionally provoking SysDef into a confrontation with the intent to die fighting) and massacring as many soldiers and civilians as possible, until Toft shot her to prevent bloodshed. In spite of Fykes' instability, she proved to be a loyal and devoted member of the fleet, while Toft's competence and willingness to make hard decisions led to her recruitment into SysDef and a chance to reform. Due to Mora's betrayal, Toft became one of SysDef's most effective pirate-hunters and has used her rehabilitation within SysDef to systematically target Mora ever since.
Naeva met Jasmine Durand after her ship's capture by the Crimson Fleet and subsequent kidnapping of the surviving crew to The Key. Initially pressed into forced labor, Jasmine demonstrated considerable talent in bringing the old and dilapidated starstation back into working order with minimal resources. Because Jasmine was not a candidate for ransom, she initially feared that members of the fleet would abuse or kill her, until Mora stepped in and 'claimed' her for the fleet's service. In doing so, Jasmine felt that Mora had protected her from prolonged abuse and possibly death, for which she expressed gratitude with a sincere devotion. Over time, Jasmine's service became voluntary and her devotion to Mora became affection and the two became a 'couple' within the fleet.
By 2330, Naeva has been the second in command successfully for several years, with excellent relationships among the most trusted and valued members of the Crimson Fleet, particularly the vendors in the Depot and Delgado; for all others, like Shinya Voss and Jasmine Durand, she maintains control either through the threat of force or the manipulation of devotion. In spite of her loyalty to Delgado, Mora has reservations about Delgado's fascination with the story of Jasper Kryx and his 'Legacy'. According to her, the whole legend is just a pointless story to inspire newbies and dreamers. She believes the Crimson Fleet should focus on their usual methods of robbing and smuggling to gain profit and become a larger threat to the other factions.
Characteristics[]
Due to a mixture of personality and environment, Naeva Mora exhibits many traits of Anti-Social Personality disorder, sometimes referred to as sociopathy. She holds an egocentric and competitive worldview where she feels a need to assert constant control over her circumstances and environment, making her highly combative and contrary in conversation and hypervigilant in the belief that everyone around her is 'testing' her for weaknesses. In her mind, people are either victims or predators, requiring an aggressive mindset to survive.
Like many "sociopaths," she is extremely manipulative and can alternate between charm and threats to elicit the behaviors that she desires. She does not trust anyone fully that she does not feel she can completely control (or who has surrendered their autonomy to follow her orders). She has low empathy for others, believing that the victims of violence often deserve what they received, not because of any sense of right and wrong, but because they were to weak, slow, or unfit to save themselves.
As such, her aggressive and condescending exterior conceals a deeply insecure individual who is constantly at war with the need to be perceived as right, correct, admirable, and in control and with the realities of living and working with career criminals who constantly test her in these regards. Because of her intelligence and skill, she generally resolves these conflicts before they begin by putting others on the defensive. The Spacefarer, in particular, will never be able to say the "right" thing to impress her or win her over, for example, as she will contradict or belittle any response to establish dominance.
Naeva is not capable of having true relationships since she has no concept of the needs of others outside of her own interests. The closest approximation is a codependency developed and exemplified by her relationships with Fykes, Toft, and Durand. In each case, she is the dominant partner with the subordinate supplying her ego needs: loyalty, admiration, and devotion, specifically. Even in the case of Durand, her possessiveness is another indication of her need for control, as she states that Durand is [hers] rather than indicate specific affection. Durand, for her part, shows many of the symptoms of Stockholm syndrome, having mistaken Naeva's insertion between her person and danger for protection (when Naeva simply desired to claim Durand for her own service, which was technical instead of financial or sexual), and Naeva's lack of brutality for kindness. Naeva's relative restraint in comparison to the uncontrollable impulses of her Crimson Fleet peers made service to her more attractive to Durand than the alternatives. The more she ingratiated herself to her perceived protector, the more her feelings transformed from gratitude to devotion and affection.
As an orphan who grew up within the social services and prison systems, Naeva does not have a basis for comparison to evaluate healthy family dynamics or relationships of any kind, outside of the self-serving and egocentric criminal examples witnessed in the system. She may sincerely believe that the Crimson Fleet is her 'family' of sorts, though she is unaware of the hypocrisy of her actions in this regard (family, for example, does not betray and murder comrades, extort them for money, or hold people hostage for their affections). In truth, Naeva is a utilitarian in this regard, always viewing relationships in terms of how they serve her interests -- a necessary compartmentalization in her mind, since betrayal means death.
One of Naeva's recruits, Austin Rake, attempts to leave the fleet due the instability and danger involved, choosing instead to go into hiding. His defection enrages Mora, and she invests substantial amount of Credits to track him down and kill him. With Adler Kemp's endorsement, she tasks the Spacefarer with the job of killing Rake as an initiation into the Crimson Fleet.
The Spacefarer initially meets her in the orbit of Europa, where Naeva waits in her personal Crimson Fleet Wight, the Astraea. Naeva decides to test the new recruit by sending him to a civil ship called ”The Ragana”, where she suspects Austin Rake. She does not care about what happens to the ship, the crew, or the cargo, as long as Rake dies.
When the Spacefarer returns, the Astraea is attacked by some Ecliptic ships. The order of this was made by Commander Ikande, who sent the Spacefarer as an undercover agent and wanted to gain Naeva's trust. Afterward Naeva brings the Spacefarer to The Key and shows him around. When meeting Delgado, she is once again annoyed by his tradition to bring all newbies to The Lock, the prison on Suvorov, where the Crimson Fleet was founded.
After Delgado, the Spacefarer, and Mathis learn that Kryx's 'legacy' is in fact, a lost GalBank ship with millions of encrypted and unclaimed digital Credits, Naeva is speechless that the legends are indeed true. While she is impressed with Delgado's plan to infiltrate GalBank by using stolent credentials acquired on the low-security Siren of the Stars, she is not happy that Delgado wants to use her existing planning and groundwork of her intended heist of the "Earth Savior Award" to do it. In The Last Nova, a bar on The Key, she tells the Spacefarer to steal the ES Award during his mission, otherwise she would reduce his payment.
Mora reveals that she has spent considerable time and effort in inserting a Crimson Fleet operative, Evgeny Rokov, into the crew of the Siren of the Stars, and has been planning on leveraging his position there for a heist. The Spacefarer travels to the Siren and discovers that this is a half-truth: Mora expelled Rokov out of personal distaste and opportunistically decided to take advantage of his desire to return by having him betray his new ship.
If the Spacefarer steals the award, Mora will award some credits, with the amount varying based on the degree of information provided to Rokov during the heist (as the player will need to 'cut him in') on the deal; for his part, Rokov is content to have the chance to return to the fleet.
After discover the location of the Legacy in orbit around one of the planets in the Bannoc system, she supports Delgado's plan and suggests stealing the ComSpike from the UC Navy research and development secure facility to increase their ability to scan for the ship's whereabouts.
If the player decided to give the money to the Crimson Fleet, Naeva will be very happy and expresses her full trust in the Spacefarer. In the battle against the UC Vigilance, she will fight by the player's side and even board the Vigilance with him/her and Delgado. If Ikande and Jillian surrender, Naeva will bring the two of them to the ship's prison. Afterward she can be found on The Key.
If the player chooses to side with UC SysDef, she will try to fight the UC Vigilance to prevent it from attacking The Key, but is defeated and forced to flee. She later reappears in the Astraea at a random location and seeks revenge on the Spacefarer for Delgado, Jasmine and the Crimson Fleet. It seems the loss of everything she valued has made her even more fanatic and mentally unstable. She claims the Spacefarer betrayed the family that took him/her in and will never stop hunting him/her until one of them is dead. It is impossible to reason with her at this point, and she will die in the following battle.
Dialogue[]
Show: Rook Meets King
"Well, look who finally had the guts to show up. Looks like Adler finally did something right for once." "So, big shot. I hear Adler thinks you're good enough to join our crew."
Didn't I already prove myself?"To Adler? Sure. But for all I know, you're just his latest impulse buy. Still, I'm feeling generous. So I'm gonna give you a chance to prove you're not a total waste of cabin air."
Adler said that? I didn't know he cared."Ha, you're funny. I hate funny. Remember that."
That's what I'm here for."We'll see. When the waters get deep, it's sink or swim."
[Gangster] This isn't my first rodeo."Heh. A ballsy attitude like that will go a long way with us. If you can back it up. If not... well, you know the rest."
"So. Before I put you to work, let's get everything out in the open. I don't know if Adler mentioned it, and for his sake, I hope he hasn't, but you aren't about to sign up with any average pirate crew. You're signing up with THE Crimson Fleet. That's if you get through this little task I have planned for you. There's a medical supply ship called the Ragana, jumping into Enceladus' orbit. On board that ship, you'll find a traitor named Austin Rake. I want him dead."
A medical supply ship? Why not a ship with some actual loot?"This job isn't about the loot, but I suppose every dog needs its scraps. Keep whatever worthless junk is on that ship. Just remember, the only thing that matters is that Rake dies."
Why not hunt down Austin Rake yourself?"There's a lesson in this. I need you to learn what will happen if you decide to turn your back on the Fleet. Consider it your glimpse into a possible, unfortunate future. So you'd better pay close attention."
What options do I have to complete this job?"Kill Rake. That's your only option. If you want my advice, there's only one way to guarantee he dies. Turn the Ragana into space junk. Only way to be sure."
Let me think about it."Don't think too hard, rook. You'll pop something."
Consider it done."It's done when Rake stops breathing."
"Head back here when you're finished. And don't keep me waiting for long."
How can you be certain that Austin Rake is on the Ragana?"I've been tracking Rake for months. He's making it tough, not gonna lie. He changes his location and identity so often, it's costing me a small fortune just to keep tabs. But you know what? It's worth every damn cred. He made me look like a fool in front of Delgado and I'm going to have his head on a pike."
Why do you want Austin Rake dead?"Rake used to run with the Fleet. Hell, I'm the one who vouched for him in the first place. Back then he had a different name, and a different identity. He was a damn good earner, too. Brought in a ton of creds. Everything was fine until he wanted out, so he ran. And nobody... I mean nobody, runs away from the Fleet."
"Thanks for the help with Ecliptic. I had it under control, but it definitely went faster after you jumped into the fight. Now, tell me about the Ragana. Give me some good news, then we can go celebrate."
Why were you attacked by Ecliptic?"You know what? I have no idea and it's frustrating the hell out of me. I suppose I could have pissed off someone I screwed over in the past, but there's been so many, I've lost count."
Who exactly is Ecliptic?"Mercenaries. Guns for hire that'd shoot their own parents if they were paid enough. I'll tell you, we do a hell of a lot of dirty work in the Crimson Fleet, but we'd never sell away our souls like an Ecliptic merc does."
Actually, I ran into some complications."I don't like complications and neither does my boss. What the hell happened?"
[Shield Systems] Right after I jumped in, an overload blew my entire shield array."So you hopped back out of there. Shit. Just my luck. I almost had Rake on a platter. All right, all right. Don't sweat it, rook. At least you're still in one piece, so it's not a total loss."
[Scanning] I scanned that ship myself, and Austin Rake was definitely not aboard."My goddamn source was lying? Agh. I'll track down that bastard and get my money back... one way or another. That's not your problem though. You did what you could."
I'd think you'd trust the person who just saved your life."Yeah, right. You just got in the way. That makes you a damn good shield, but a terrible liar."
[Lie] I searched the ship and Austin Rake wasn't aboard."Bullshit. My source was rock solid. You though, I'm starting to doubt."
[Lie] The Ragana outgunned me with some serious firepower."Don't try that bullshit with me. I've SEEN the Ragana. It can barely defend itself against a kid throwing rocks."
"Your story stinks worse than Adler Kemp, and that son-of-a-bitch probably hasn't showered in a month. So choose your next words very carefully. What really happened out there?"
[Lie] Austin Rake is dead. The Ragana survived."No kidding? That'll make Delgado happy, seeing as our hands are clean. I would've preferred if you hadn't left witnesses behind, but at least you got the job done."
"Anyway, you wanted into the Crimson Fleet, well... you're in. Yup, it's that simple. Hope this business with Rake's taught you something, because I'm about to stick my neck out and vouch for you. If you screw up, and I wind up looking like an asshole, I'm going to send someone after YOU. We clear?"
I don't respond well to threats."Get used to it."
Best decision you ever made."Yeah? Last person who said that was Rake, so you've already dug yourself a hole about six feet deep."
It's about damn time."You better stow that crap, before you make me change my mind."
[Space Scoundrel] Why send a person? I'd rather have you come after me."Be careful what you wish for. You screw up bad enough, and I just might."
"Now that you know the deal, it's time to see what you've signed up for. I'm going to upload the coordinates for our headquarters in the Kryx System. Spacers call it the Key, the Fleet calls it home. Head out there as soon as you can. Don't keep me waiting long."
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Aboard the Key:
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"The hell took you so long? Forget how to grav jump or something?"
Why, did you miss me?"Please. It'd be one less sloppy rook whose mess I had to clean up. The last thing I need is another Austin Rake getting cold feet. You want to leave the Fleet, you pay the price. Not in credits, but in blood."
Job's done and I'm here, so back off."Fair enough. Glad to see you showing some backbone. Just be careful that you can back up that attitude before you square off with someone who can kick your ass."
I had my own affairs to deal with."I don't care. Time is money and you've wasted both. That ends today. Clear?"
I'm sorry I kept you waiting."Never apologize. Not if you want anyone in the Fleet to respect you. And if they don't respect you, put a gun to their head and they'll get the message."
[Extrovert] Nice to finally put a face to the name."Maybe for you. I'd rather shove a shotgun up my nose than remember the face of every lowlife rook who passes through this station."
"But all that aside, you made it, so now you get to hear a nifty history lesson. Pencils ready? Good. This floating scrapheap you're standing on is called the Key. Used to be an old UC Military starstation, and now it's the Fleet's base of operations. Might look a little beat up on the outside, but we keep it together."
The Crimson Fleet took over an entire UC starstation?"Sure did. Right out from under their noses. Way before you or I were born though. We've held this station for a very long time. Don't worry, Delgado will tell you all about it."
I bet it really pisses the UC off that you're stationed here."Ha, you think? And that's only part of it. I'll let Delgado fill you in on the whole story. He tells it better anyway. But I can give you the short version while we walk the station."
Place looks like a real dump."Oh, well I'll get right on that. A few plants, some throw pillows and maybe this place will meet with your approval. Okay, sunshine?"
Looks like a good place for some R&R."Hell yeah it is, just watch your back when you do. CredStiks tend to "disappear" around here, if you catch my meaning."
[Starship Engineering] The UC builds with multi-layer hull substrate, so this station should be fine."Wow, thanks, professor. That's... that's just terribly fascinating. I'll be certain to pass that on to the maintenance crew who have to use baling wire to keep the plating from peeling off."
"Anyway, I'll tell you all about the Key, but it's better if I show you too. Follow me."
"All right. History time. So, the Key is in orbit around Suvorov. That's the very same iceball where the United Colonies built a supermax prison they called the Lock. The UC is so clever. Supermax prison? "Lock?" "Key?" Cute, huh? Now, we've got everything the Fleet needs right here. Of course, you've got to pay for it. Remember, on the Key, credits are king. What the hell is this?"
(Jasmine:) "All right, all right. Hang on, Nev. Before you get pissed... I've got my hands full."
"Jasmine, sweetie. I'm trying to give a tour here, so you want to tell me why those damn doors are sealed?"
(Jasmine:) "It's called a malfunction. You know, that thing I spend most of my day dealing with? Believe me, my people are on it. Have a little faith for once."
"Awww. In you, always, angel. This here's Jasmine. You need anything for your ship, she's got you covered. We'll hit up the Depot next since these doors have given out on us."
"So anyway, we were talking about the Lock. About a hundred years ago, the prisoners down there rioted and took over the place. After stealing some ships, they were actually able to make it up here and took over the Key."
(Aludra:) "About time you brought us new blood, Naeva. I was getting tired of trading with the same old faces."
"You're just ticked that everyone's getting wise to your ridiculous prices, Aludra. Anyway, welcome to the Depot, rook, where you'll be lucky if these blood-sucking leeches don't bleed you completely dry."
(Taryn:) "Whoa, whoa. It's not our fault if people don't appreciate how much it costs to get untraceable merchandise onto the Key."
(Isra:) "Naeva's just whining because she thinks she lost a ton of cash selling us a shipment of gear. She should have done her homework."
"Yeah, sure. Laugh it up. I'll remember that the next time I need something from you cheapskates. Let's move on."
"Back to my story. After the liberated prisoners grabbed the Key, they established it as a base of operations and begin pirating the spaceways. That was how the Crimson Fleet began. Of course, Jasper Kryx had a lot to do with all that... but uh, we'll get to him later. Rook, meet Zuri, queen of the rare exports."
(Zuri:) "If I don't have it, you don't need it."
"Neuroamps, blueprints... hit her up and she'll take care of you."
(Zuri:) "Speaking of which, you still owe me for that last purchase, Naeva. It's like five figures. Don't make me collect it the hard way."
"The hard way? Oh, no! Rook, protect me from Zuri's vengeance! Enough of the bullshit, Zuri. I'll pay you when I pay you. Deal with it. Got a problem with that, take it up with the boss."
"On the right you've got Radley from the Trade Authority. I'm sure you know the deal there. He'll buy pretty much anything, no matter how hot. Then we got our medbay on the left, run by the one-and-only Samina Mizrah. She'll patch you up... if you've got the money. We don't run any "free clinics" up here, you know?"
"Okay, this is our final stop. Over there, you've got the Last Nova, where Bog serves watered-down drinks at ridiculously exorbitant prices. And right here is the most important place on the entire station. The Reckoner's Core, run by the "incomparable" Shinya Voss."
(Shinya:) "Another new rook, Naeva? I can't believe Delgado still lets you recruit given what happened with the last one."
"You mean Austin Rake? It's been taken care of, all right? I don't like loose ends, and this rook is the one who tied it off."
(Shinya:) "Perhaps next time you'll try to be a bit more discerning regarding your choices. It's far more cost effective."
"Yeah, yeah, love you too, darling. Anyway, Shinya handles our lifeblood... the money. We call him our "Reckoner," but if you ask me, he's actually a pain in the ass."
(Shinya:) "And Naeva will slit your throat if she thinks you'll bleed creds."
"Go to hell, Voss. Take care of our new friend here, or I'll find a way to pull the pin on that little party popper in your chest. Anyway, Shinya will get you set up in our system. I've got real work to do. Once you're done, head upstairs and I'll introduce you to the boss."
Show: Echoes of the Past
"I thought Delgado needed you on the planet. Why are you talking to me?"
Am I right in assuming you don't believe Kryx's Legacy is real?"Let's put it this way. I know Delgado needs something to give rooks like you some confidence. But let's get real for a second. Do you really think Kryx could hide that much wealth and keep it hidden from the rest of us for over a hundred years? No way. Secrets last as long as supernovas around here. No one can keep their mouth shut unless someone shuts it for them. Nah. It's all a bunch of bullshit. Look, I'm not trying to bust Del's balls. He's not the first to go looking for that fairy tale, and I'm damn sure he's not going to be the last."
Do you trust me?"What kind of a stupid question is that? This is the Crimson Fleet. Trusting someone is as pointless as trying to carry water in your bare hands. Do you have any idea how many assholes I've had to put down because they decided to try and make a run at me... or Del? Way too many. Just follow directions and keep making the Fleet money, and we won't have a problem. Clear?"
Can you tell me anything about Mathis?"Mathis is a real piece of work. Adler shoveled him onto us about a week before you turned up. One of the greediest rooks I've seen come through the Key in a long time. Dumb as a bag of spanners, too. Do you know he had the guts to ask Delgado for jump fuel compensation after being asked to fly out here? He didn't get it, but damn. If you want my advice, save everyone the trouble and make sure he doesn't come back from your little planetary excursion on Suvorov."
Why do I keep getting called a "rook"?"Because that's exactly what you are. A rookie. A newbie. Fresh meat. Beneath all of that inexperience I'm sure you have an actual name, but honestly, no one gives a damn. So get used to hearing that word. Until you earn your stripes, you're a rook to everyone in the Fleet."
"Good luck."
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After speaking to Mathis upon returning to the Key:
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"There you are. All right, look. I've been lining up a score with that asshole Rokov on the Siren of the Stars for months. I'm not about to let a payday slip through my fingers, so guess what? You're going to finish the job for me."
Why would it slip through your fingers?"My score involves a one-time event being held aboard the Siren of the Stars. If anyone finds out the Crimson Fleet's aboard that starliner, the event will be canceled and I can kiss my payday goodbye. There's no way I'm going to miss this window of opportunity."
I'll be too busy to deal with anything else."Oh, don't worry. You can still do your little errand for Delgado... and you get to do mine as well. Aren't you lucky?"
As long as I get my cut."Of course you'll get a cut. That's how everything works around here. Why would this be any different?"
It would help if I knew what you were talking about."I'm about to tell you, so shut up and listen."
"Rokov's been tipping me off about some kind of bullshit charity event that the Siren of the Stars is hosting. At the event, they're going to give away something called the "Earth Savior Award," which is worth tens of thousands of credits. So it's simple. While you're on the Siren swiping those GalBank credentials, I want you to grab that award and bring it to me."
Does the GalBank executive I'm looking for have anything to do with the award?"No, Dumbrosky is only aboard to use the GalBank VIP Suite so he can catch a free ride at the company's expense. I'm sure he'll be there partying with the other spoiled brats, but I can guarantee he doesn't give a crap about what's going on at the event."
How is an award worth so much money?"From the pictures I've seen, the award is set with 12 blue diamonds and covered in gold filigree. If I get Jazz to take it apart, I can turn it into a hell of a lot of cash... and best of all, the components become untraceable."
I don't like taking unnecessary risks."Then why the hell are you here? We take unnecessary risks every day. That's what being a pirate is all about."
No one likes a cheater, Naeva. You need to win that trophy fair and square."Yeah, yeah. Very funny. You're hilarious. You should stand up on the bar here and start telling more jokes... this crowd would eat it up."
I'd prefer to remain focused on Kryx's Legacy."And I'd prefer to have the money that award's worth in my account. So you're just going to have to deal with it."
"Look, you can make all the jokes and excuses that you want, but if you DON'T come back with the ES Award, I'm going to deduct it from your pay. Either way, I get my money. How much you walk away with is in your own hands. Got it?"
ES Award?"Yeah. E.S. Earth? Savior? Get it? Come on, keep up with me here, I've got about seventeen other things to do and you're holding me up."
Isn't Rokov going to expect a cut?"All Rokov does is feed me information. If I ask him to lift a finger, he gives me enough sob stories to fill a freighter's cargo bay. If you want my advice, leave him completely out of the loop. Otherwise, it's gonna cost BOTH of us some credits."
Maybe I'll just take the pay cut and save myself the trouble."You do whatever you want. I'm trying to offer you extra money, and you're throwing it in my face. I'm going to remember that."
We'll see what Delgado says about that threat."Yeah, and who do you think Delgado's going to back in a dispute? You? Over me? Please."
I'll get you the damn trophy."Then it's settled. Good."
"All right, rook. We're done here. Now get your ass to the Siren and bring me my goods."
Conversations[]
Show: Rook Meets King
Crimson Fleet Reaver:"You got your cut. Now get out of my face." Crimson Fleet Marauder:"You said the take was 10k, but it was 30. Big difference on 40% of ten versus thirty." Crimson Fleet Reaver:"You wanted 4k, you got 4k. Not my problem." Crimson Fleet Marauder:"If you're stealing from me, you bet your ass it's your problem." (Reaver gets shot) Naeva:"You kiddin' me? Way to make a mess in front of my new rook." Crimson Fleet Marauder:"Hey, steal from me and get caught? Better off dead." Naeva:"Sounds like you just did the Fleet a favor. Now toss this body out of an airlock before it turns into a damn air freshener."
Quotes[]
Show: Rook Meets King
"You in the rust bucket. Pick up the damn mic."
"Hey! Just answer the damn hail."
"Damn mercs just don't know how to take a hint. Hey rook, wanna help me wth some target practice?"
Show: Echoes of the Past
"Don't you have business on Suvorov?"
"Is this important, because I'm pretty sure you've been given orders?"
