Luminaire, Gallente Prime, child of warmth and light, whispered what it knew to the Gallente.
A soft land, a kind land, a garden world where the worst people had to fear was each other (and that only a little, for abundance gives little reason to fight), it taught them the small truths, the important lies, that would smooth over their conflicts with their fellows.
No need for rigid hierarchy. No need for painful choices, or tight control, or clannishness, or all-consuming faith. Enough that each should live a life apart, individual, untroubled by the beliefs of others, unless that life should seek to dominate and control, for in a world of plenty the greatest threat is the lingering instinct for hierarchy, the longing for power.




The truth is, lowsec is dangerous—other capsuleers will actively hunt you, and you need to keep your wits about you at all times—however, with some simple precautions even new pilots can enjoy the excitement of lowsec life. In this article I’ll explain the basics of how to survive and thrive in this hostile environment.