Space. Cold, quiet, empty. It is cruel and unforgiving. Society has been evolving to live within the rules that are defined within its icy clutches for decades. Some thrive, some perish. Some pilots submit to those that thrive and some pilots feed off the corpses of those that have perished. For ages pilots have continued on existing knowing these rules and thinking they were safe.

Some dared to dream. Some pilots knew that there was more. More inside them that would catapult them into greatness. They would either be feared or worshiped. Maybe even both. Out of this awareness grew a new kind of pilot in the eve universe. A predator. The shadow Garrison.

The death of a culture does not mean the end of the creatures that dominated its nightmares. Those creatures move on. Uncaged by space, time or laws, the Shadow Garrison rise from the ashes again and again. We have found a home in your space. Feeding off your weakest pilots and their fears.

Do you have a longing to be a part of something great? Do you hunger for fear? Do you long for the respect of others that have met the absolution of your weapon of choice? Maybe you are a predator too.


Welcome to the Shadow Garrison. The Shadow Garrison is a Bombers Bar Inspired corporation representing the squadron known as Shadow Garrison. This corporation has 3 rules adopted from Bombers Bar:

1. No Politics

2. NPSI (Not Purple Shoot It!)

3. Have Fun!