6 members
In the glittering sprawl of the ‘verse, where gleaming starships and corporate overlords chase credits and glory, the Neanderthals grunt their way through the stars. We’re not your polished UEE elites or slick Banu traders—nope. We’re the cave-dwelling knuckleheads of Star Citizen.
OPERATIONAL POLICIES MISSING ETA: TBD
Forged in the brutal crucible of Pyro’s lawless fringes and the asteroid belts of Hurston, we Neanderthals thrive where others freeze. Our fleet? A ragtag armada of modded Cutlasses, battered Valkyries, and custom “Bonecrackers”—ships reinforced with hulls thick as our skulls, painted in cave-art murals of exploding Reclaimers and screaming Cutthroats. We mine ‘roids with bare-fist fury (okay, fine, multi-tools), hunt bounties like saber-tooth tigers, and raid orgs who think they’re top of the food chain. Pirates? We eat ‘em for breakfast. Vanduul? We’ll club ‘em back to Vanduul Prime.
OPERATIONAL POLICIES MISSING ETA: TBD