I earned my stripes in the warzones of the Placid Region, flying under the banner of the Federal Defense Union—Gallente colors on my hull, Caldari wrecks in my wake. That was real war: lowsec chaos, outnumbered fights, and no one coming to save you.
That’s where I learned what mattered—discipline, trust, and firepower.
But when the warzone cooled, I didn't. I took that battlefield grit and built something better: TUSKO. Not just a corp a code.
"Forge Your Legacy with US", "Mine. Fight. Prosper."
We don’t run from the storm—we fly through it. We operate with structure, we train with purpose, and we fight as one. No glory hounds. No freeloaders. If you're with us, you pull your weight—or you get out of the way. We don’t chase killboards or sugarcoat the void. We build, we bleed, and we fight together.
I still carry the Federation in my heart but now, I fight for something we made with our own hands.