Scoundrels? Absolutely. Federation? Barely. Dangerous? Definitely. We re not the heroes New Eden deserves. Hell, we re not even sure we re insured. But we are the loud, bloodthirsty wrecking crew that shows up uninvited, crashes your gatecamp, and leaves a trail of smoking hulls and confused diplomats. Our mission? PvP, chaos, and questionable decision-making at sublight speeds. What We Do: Roam until something explodes (preferably not us) Small gang, big fleet, kitchen sink chaos—you name it Farm killmails like they're going out of style Make ISK just to waste it on more PvP Laugh in the face of structure timers What We Want: Trigger-happy space gremlins PvP enjoyers with a grudge against pixels Mic'd up maniacs who understand that docking is a last resort Join the Federation of Fighting Scoundrels. Come for the fights. Stay because your pod forgot to warp out.