We are ghosts of the Milky Way.
We come out of nowhere, we do our job,
and we fade away in the light of the distant stars.
FIND US ON DISCORD
We explore, we trade, we engineer ships.
We kill the bad and we kill the good.
We do it all for money, for good money.
You feel like you're one of us? Sign-up today.
And haunt systems with us. Become a spectre of The Wild Hunt.
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We are just a bunch of galaxy outlaws. We met once in the bar, on the lower deck of the Orbis station - orbiting some irrelevant planet in some irrelevant system, around 30 Ly from Sol. It was years ago...
Speaking short, we got in trouble. It was hot in there. And we helped each other. We escaped in our worn-out fighters, dodging the laser blasts and biting back the chasers with everything we had. We managed to go free. It worked out. Together. We would lose, if we were there alone. But fate brought us there together. And it changed everything.
From that day, we began to fly as a pack...
A few months later people on lower decks started to tell stories about the pack of ships appearing in systems like ghosts, doing different shit, sometimes painful, sometimes spectacular... and then disappearing with a blink of an eye. After some time they started to call those ships a Wild Hunt...
And now, today, we keep writing this story... Be part of it.
