Want to mine, trade, fight, explore, or pirate? Run ops, haul cargo, hunt bounties, or smuggle in deep space? Whatever your role, we’ve got your back. Join a crew that does it all. No limits. No drama. Just glory in the ‘verse. Welcome to Vermillion Shroud . Let’s make history.
Born from the ashes of failed empires and forgotten black ops, the Vermillion Shroud emerged not as a name — but as a whisper. A myth told in hushed voices across backwater bars, encrypted comms, and fractured corp records. Mercs called them ghosts. Traders feared their scans. Pirates respected their fire discipline.
The Shroud began as a splinter cell — ex-military tacticians, rogue traders, data runners, and deep-space surveyors who had one thing in common: they were burned by the systems that bred them. Betrayed, discharged, double-crossed — they disappeared from the public eye, only to resurface with a new directive: never serve the system again — master it instead.
They operated from the fringes — dead zones, asteroid fields, abandoned comm relays — coordinating jobs that blurred the lines between legal and lucrative. Their operations grew from lone-wolf jobs to coordinated, multi-squad missions: deep core mining escorted by stealth fighters, fleet-backed cargo raids under the guise of salvage ops, bounty hunts with surgical precision, and exploration expeditions that were never filed in UEE databases.
Today, the Vermillion Shroud is a syndicate, a collective, a brotherhood.
No longer hiding — just patient. Watching. Expanding. Adapting.
Their symbol? A crimson veil — not just for secrecy, but a warning:
When the Shroud falls, nothing is left behind but silence.
We are the ones they couldn’t control.
We are the exiled, the forgotten, the disavowed.
The discarded pieces of fleets, factions, and corporations too blind to see our worth.
We do not kneel. We do not beg.
We rebuild — in silence, in shadow, in strength.
We operate without boundaries.
We mine where others fear collapse.
We trade where laws hold no power.
We fight when profit demands it.
We explore what others label “off-limits.”
And we take what the ‘verse owes us — by skill, force, or fire.
We are not pirates. Not mercs. Not a corporation.
We are a network. A machine. A storm cloaked in red.
Some come for coin. Some come for blood. Some come for belonging.
All who stay understand:
The Shroud doesn’t follow orders — it writes them.
We value loyalty, precision, adaptability.
Casual or committed, pilot or footsoldier — all have a place under the veil.
There are no heroes here. No martyrs.
Only results. Only respect.
Only the mission.
The galaxy doesn’t want us. It never did.
So we carved out our own place in it.
And if they try to stop us?
Let them.
The Shroud falls for no one.
Vermillion Shroud | Core Directives
“Who’s asking?”
1. Respect the Shroud
The org comes first. Protect its name and members — in public, in private, and in every action.
2. Honor Among Operatives
Treat fellow members with respect.
No harassment, bullying, slurs, hate speech, or toxic behavior — ever.
3. Words Are Bonds
Deals are sacred. If you say you’ll do something, follow through.
No scams. No lies. No betrayal — in or out of the org.
4. No Exploits. No Cheating.
We fight smart and fair.
Exploits, hacks, or cheats = instant removal.
5. Represent with Discipline
You represent all of us.
Trash talk is fine — reckless behavior isn’t. Stay sharp. Stay professional.
6. Internal Conflict Stays Internal
Handle drama privately and with maturity.
Use the chain of command — not general chat.
7. Real Life Comes First
This is for fun and legacy — not burnout.
Take breaks. Communicate. We’ve got your back.
8. Freedom of Playstyle, Unity of Purpose
Pirate, miner, fighter, hauler — all are welcome.
No elitism. No judgment. One org. One shadow.
Violation Consequences