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“We were not called to be masters of coin, but we made our wealth by trade. The throngs of people did not label us ‘Messiahs’, though we saved whom we could. The thirst for power has always been an alien thing, yet we wield it in others and through ourselves. Bloodlust is a term forbidden in our tenets, though we massacre those whom we condemn as guilty. Forgiveness is a benign practice and cruelty is the stark reality. We are not of darkness; it is our home. We are not weak without light, though we hold it dear. Ours is a path pondered by many, but walked by few; known by all, intimate with scarce a man. We eschew the slavery the world deems to be ‘freedom’. Our lives are that of discipline, purpose and reward. Our hands have built worlds, sustained them, loved and bridged them. With these same hands, we have been the downfall of many a dominion, the famine of many plantations, the bane of more civilizations – the final blow and healing balm of worlds past, worlds present and worlds to come.”
--Tales of The East 32: 45-50
It has been a labour of love, it has. For weeks, a dedicated team worked tirelessly to achieve a goal. A goal not driven by the reward of money or the promise of fame; a goal unaltered by difficulties and undimmed by rumours. That goal, my friends, is Outpost Zebra.
This humble Outpost has no other purpose, but to spread the news of Dual Universe far and wide, to provide a platform for interaction between organisations and players alike. Consider it a home away from home, the figurative middle ground where parties on both sides of the spectrum meet to discuss events, share ideas, express opinions, promote their interests, find new friends…recruit new members.
In the words of Falstaf:
“Outpost Zebra is something I always wanted to do.”
Today, that idea has finally taken form. Aided by the ever ready help of ATMLVE, the skill of Epidemic, the expertise of Kael and the knowledge of Anonymous, and the quiet support from members of this Community, Falstaf’s dream of the platform for ideas and opinions to be shared has come true.
“Oz”, as we affectionately call it, is still in its infancy. It will mature in due time, and grow greater than many believe it can. However, for that to happen, Oz will need your patronage and your help.
Its goal is not to replace the Dual Universe Forums. No. That is neither our plan nor its purpose. Its goal is to complement the Forums, reach a wider audience, provide a place where conflicts are set aside and new ideas are birthed over jokes, galleries, articles, stories and media.
Outpost Zebra is a vantage point, looking over Dual Universe and bringing its best to you without the need to login and play.
Hopefully, it will convince thousands that Dual Universe is a life worth living.
It’s online now – the Outpost is active.
Aether Eterna; Always and Forever.
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Brethren in arms, bonded by will; children of the Aether, lords among men – today, we march onward. This day, we charge into strange lands. It is time to leave the comfort of our homes and the safety of familiar places. For it is now, that we answer the Call, it is now that our Journey begins.
The Aether searched and found us. The Aether called and we answered. Now, we run onward for The Aether lives! Lords among men, the way ahead will not be easy. The path that we will tread is the path that none have walked before. Perhaps you think that an uncertain fate awaits us down this road…No. Our fate is secure; the path is uncertain. I see the faces of the young and ruddy, I see the faces of the old and worn. I see your gazes of hope and strength, but I feel the doubt within your hearts. Do not doubt! Do not fear! Our enemies feed on our fear and through our doubt they are made decisive.
We were warned, were we not? The Aether is not for the weak of heart, she is not for the uncertain. The Brotherhood is not for those with weak roots, it is not for souls without conviction. The Aether did not pick children to follow her. She did not summon the feeble folk. She hailed those with hearts of stone, she reached out for those with unbreakable certainty, she searched for the unmovable and lifted the heads of men and women with fire in their eyes. This thorny and narrow road that none have dared to walk is and will forever be our highway. In our small numbers, there is great promise. In our ranks, I see those that will cheat Death time and time again. In our handful of creative minds, I see the answer to the worlds’ problems. In our explorers, I see bright pioneers that will disperse the darkness. In our scouts, I see fearless men and women that bring to light the unknown. In our harvesters, I see the wealth of the Universe. Our haulers hold the paths of the space and time in their minds. I look upon the warriors in our midst and I see the nemesis of our adversaries!
What can hold us back? What can stop us? What can destroy us?
"A wonderful and sincere concept from Arkanos. While we may be lacking in producing other content for the time being, it is quite obvious that there is no chain capable of keeping creativity within the Aether bound.
Read the Text carefully, peace concerns our own: first and only. War concerns whom we deem worthy: always and forever.
This is a serious place for serious people that care and fight for their own.
Want to be part of the Family? Good, the Aether searches"
Brand us as a brotherhood; proponents of the military industrial complex; noble mercenaries; a mystery; or an incorporation – the choice is yours. We call ourselves the Heimera Trade Exchange. Our allegiance belongs to none but us, our choices are made for our benefit, and our charity for the perceived greater good. The Exchange is not a concept of the past – it is proof of the future; a future where we fear none, but cause others to tremble; where we are beyond suspicion, but below egotism; where we are unbothered by the idea of death, watchful of the lives of others; and where we are above defeat, but wary of arrogance. Nonetheless, Heimera Trade Exchange is much more than an event of the past or a prediction of the future. It is reality.
“We have made our choice; we have set our faces. Pressing onwards, let us look forward and never back. Our eyes on the goal, our minds set on that which is above, we shall not turn to the right hand or the left, though the roads be many and paths a-crossing. That we henceforth be no more children, tossed to and fro with every wind of doctrine, by the sleight of men and the cunning craftiness whereby they lie in wait to deceive.”
--Thoughts of the Exalted 17:1-4
It is an axiom famous in the military that specialisation is the key to dominance. We seek to prove this as false. Within the Exchange, there is no lack of interests or want of projects to be completed. Whether logistics, resurrection nodes, territorial units, implants, cybernetics, probes or combat related services; supply, production, combat, strategy or design – our hands are ever occupied and you might be inclined to ask:
“For what purpose?”
That our brothers and sisters live without want or worry; and that we provide the Universes’ necessities for living, breathing, productivity, trade, war and survival…taking your mind of the trivial matters and letting you focus on doing the things you love.
Ours are your wants, needs and fears to handle. Yours are the ease, courage and confidence to enjoy. In the end, neither group will know lack in its dealings with the other.
“How wonderful and how pleasant it is when brothers live together in harmony!
Let the saints be joyful in glory: let them sing aloud upon their beds. Let the high praises of Yhwh be in their mouth and a two edged sword in their hand; to execute vengeance upon the heathen, and punishments upon the people; to bind their kings with chains, and their nobles with fetters of iron. Though a thousand fall at your side, though ten thousand are dying around you, these evils will not touch you.”
--Thoughts of the Exalted 19:13-16
There are four things we know how to do in the Exchange: talk soft, move fast, dig gold and break bones. Many a person will erroneously expect us to shrink from a battle on account of numbers, or fear to draw first blood at the threat of ‘sanctions’. Knives are for stabbing, fire for burning and tears for spilling. We are not many – for the sake of which a slight to one is an injury to all. The Exchange is not a nursery, it is a path through blistering deserts and freezing depths, angels, demons…a tasking journey for an easy life. Here, we fight like there is no tomorrow, we kill for our fathers’ ashes, and we would gladly die over and over again for our temples.
We do not promise you success at every corner, nor victory in every battle. What we promise you are fellow members who will pat you on the back after every battle, be there as you step out of every Resurrection node and keep firing while you get ready for the next round; strategy that wins you impossible victories or tactics that go awry because of new members. War is full of amusing coincidences and anxious waits, frustrating losses and inspiring events: allies that never show up, ambushes that never fail to surprise, blinding explosions and deafening cheers.
Perhaps, the grit and gore of war is too much for you to handle? Then immerse yourself in the aesthetics and musings of the best designs amongst fellow minds, or coordinate complex logistics and optimal transportation processes with likeminded haulers. You are free to spend hours mining with skilled personnel, all the while talking about subjects you would be killed for discussing in the real world; learning a new language; sharing opinions and keeping one eye on the radar for hostile units at the same time. If your calling is trade, do so with all your might – tense and in a haste to deliver a package solo, or taking it slow – viewing what beauty the Dual Universe has to offer while you travel in heavily protected convoys. Spend hours producing the materials, elements and objects the Universe seeks so desperately, selling at the best price to enrich your purse; or sniff out clandestine plots and live among the shadows, causing chaos were least expected, and dictating the tides of wars. Here, and among fellow members, you are encouraged to do some or all of the things that make you feel alive.
“She advised them: ‘They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent; adder’s poison is under their lips. But, my lips will speak no evil, and my tongue will speak no lies.’”
--Waves of Kings 67:2
We do not take our integrity lightly. Due to the problems of shifting alliances and the ever changing dynamics of power, our choice was and is to value our word above the obvious advantages. We are neutral – ‘less’ or ‘more’ are both qualifiers to the term. Without a doubt, Heimera has allies, but her allies have no say over her associations or generosity. Neutrality comes with more disadvantages than benefits – especially for those who desire to be true to their word – and that is something many people fail to realise. Our nature and our interests demand that more often than not, we may aid, defend, or assault certain interests of one or more parties in a conflict, especially when considering greater matters. What the Exchange promises is this: Our ‘yes’ is a ‘yes; and our ‘no’ is a ‘no’. We do not deem ‘alliances’ as non-aggression pacts – of which we have next to none. Non-aggression pacts are treated as the highest level of trust we can express or receive; for which reason, we are very cautious in giving or receiving such treaties.
Doubtlessly, this Universe will be filled with tales of sly capitulations and noble sacrifices, which we are prepared to experience and come across; but much more than this, we are determined to find our way among lies and betrayals. Be careful though, a slight to the Exchange is rarely forgotten and will be repaid when least convenient for the offending party. The wonder of silver tongues is a marvel we will use many times, and many offenders will taste the venom of poisoned letters. We take our words seriously and we expect our trust to be well repaid.
“Each to his own, everyone to her field. In every situation, think on what works best; for every task consider which is superior: wings to glide, propulsion to fly; the fish to the water, the cheetah to the ground; trees for fruits, factories for clothes; a dog for a companion and systems for protection. Every need of efficiency has an answer, be it simple or intricate; every form of beauty has its uniqueness: in plainness or in rarity.”
--The Whispers of Aetr 9:1-4
There is a much lauded rule in the technical world: ‘if it isn’t broken, don’t fix it.’ Many works that possess simple beauty are often destroyed by their creators in an innocent will to make them look better. At other times, ground-breaking innovations are ruined as their inventors try to make them work faster.
To be clear, we desire something above the normal; we strive for something that breaks from the crowd, every masterpiece has something extra-ordinary about it, unlike works of art that are simply creations from the artist. Is it a lot to ask that what we make is iconic? Is it too much to demand that every creator leaves a piece of himself in what he makes? Perhaps it is too much of a burden that we require you to aim for the stars in simplicity or complexity? We think not. Those that lead art are those that stand out, not those that follow. As concerns Heimera: let your brainchild be optimised to do what it is meant to do, first – everything else is cream on the cake. It is not sufficient that products be original and pure, they need to stand among the best in what they do. Never spoil a developing masterpiece, in an effort to make it similar to another. Go big, go true, or go home.
“Ah, your words! They sting and they bite! How I wish you spoke a different tongue, that these ears of mine may be spared of your venom. Why, why are not your words the soothing salve that heals and uplifts? Men with good conversation, strengthened both the weak and encouraged the strong, discovered deep things and built the Tower of Babel. But, yours are cold, poisonous, deadly things: the very confusion and chaos that caused the end of that Tower. Pray, if you do not know how to speak well, or even to speak the language of the Separated, hold your tongue!”
--Oncis’ Tumults 21:5-9
The Heimera Trade Exchange is an interesting potpourri of backgrounds. Be that as it may, our preferred language for communication is English. As a means of fostering inclusiveness and opening the Exchange to other players, we have a ‘sister-organisation’ relationship with the First Mining Company, a Russian group of players. Thus, Russian is allowed via the FMC. Other than those two languages, we speak none other within Heimera – for now. As disciplined as we are, we fully understand that there are moments in time when pressure needs a means of escape. Cussing is allowed within the Exchange – but only to a reasonable degree. We are mostly mature players over the age of 18, and we would rather avoid the responsibility of monitoring the channels for the sake of the meek, young and innocent ones among us. Within the Exchange, there is more than enough free space for both lively and sarcastic talk, but we closely monitor anything that crosses the line on a case by case basis. Words within our dominion are to be used to entertain and edify, protect and pacify, not to subvert and kill.
“’And what is this secret?’ He asked, almost stumbling into the flames. ‘It is not so much a secret as common sense.’ She said, swinging her weapon. ‘And?’ He pressed, dodging the hot muzzle. ‘It is very simple, good sir. You can only fight with the resources you have. I make sure they are the ones I want.’ He thought over this for scarce a second and hastily asked: ‘Where do I fit in that?’ Without sparing him a look, she answered with perfect impassiveness: ‘I made sure you did not fight in any of the battles so far. What does that tell you?’ She walked on, leaving him standing where he was.”
--The Waves of Kings 68:9-15
One might be tempted to draw the comparison between the Barbarians of old and the Roman Empire, in defence of the horde tactics and multitude used by the former. There is no doubt about it: hopelessly outnumbered and on near equal terms in equipment, nothing but a miracle can save a small number of highly specialised soldiers. However, resources are not infinite, and there is a good reason successful companies do not hire hordes of unemployed to toil away in their factories. An operating principle of the Exchange is efficiency: doing more with less. While this doesn’t mean we will be conceited, turning away new applications and choosing the pick of the litter; we won’t be in a hurry to accept new members all the same. We never have been and we can assure you, never will be. We are not here – and frankly, cannot afford – to offer counselling services for every awe struck wanderer in Dual Universe that has no goal or sense of direction in a new world. We are, however, more than ready to help people who have a clear cut objective in mind. Rather, we are willing to hold them by the hand and guide them through the Universe. Whatever we have mentioned here are our public interests. Should anyone feel he has something to offer and gain, the Exchange is willing to sit down and talk.
The process is simple: send a crystal clear request through the Community Portal, and follow that up with a concise message about yourself and your objectives in Dual Universe. Within 12-72 hours, your application will be accepted with sufficient instructions for the next step; or rejected, justifying your exclusion.
We do not consider our fellow brothers and sisters to be ‘resources’. However, like any organisation, we reserve the right to accept those who we believe can make themselves great with our help.
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