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Order of the Black Wing / OBW
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Medical
The Continental of the Verse.
We are a neutral, heavily armed medical sanctuary. We serve the contract, not a flag. Leave your vendettas at the airlock, or face terminal ejection. The Wolf protects the pack; the Dragon guards the hoard. Valhalla can wait.
History
Let it be recorded:
The Order of the Black Wing was not born in a boardroom, but in the bloodstained ice of Calliope in 2951. During the event now known as the “Frozen Breach,” corporate medevac teams abandoned stranded independent miners in an active, “hot” landing zone, citing unacceptable risk.
Gabriel “Draken” Lupisque defied standing protocols, taking a rifle and a medgun into the crossfire. He proved a brutal, simple truth: in the dark reaches of the Verse, a medic who can return fire is your only hope. From that frozen soil, the Order was forged.
Manifesto
The Continental of the Black
We are a neutral, heavily armed sanctuary. We do not judge the soul; we judge the contract. A pirate’s railgun protects an Apollo just as effectively as a Navy veteran’s shields. In the Verse, morality is a luxury the dying cannot afford.
Our doctrine is Lethal Triage. The Hammer (our heavy escorts) secures the airspace, and only then do the Wing (our medics) touch down.
We are guided by duality :
The Wolf: We protect our pack with fierce, unyielding devotion. No brother or sister is left behind.
The Dragon: We hoard the firepower and medical tech necessary to enforce our peace, breathing fire on any who disrupt our sanctuary.
Charter
The Code of the Wing’s Shadow
To fly under the Shadow of the Wing is to accept the Mantle. Off-duty, you may be a hero or an outlaw. On the clock, you are Pack.
Sanctuary Protocol: Violence aboard any Black Wing vessel or within a secured medical perimeter is a terminal offense. Violators will be immediately flagged Excommunicado and ejected via the nearest airlock.
The Neutral Airlock: Your Crimestat is irrelevant. Your UEE medals are scrap metal. Personal vendettas and faction wars are left in the vacuum.
The Shield Wall: We fight as one. We are a rising power—a tactical Wolf Pack today, building the fleet to become a Sovereign Dragon tomorrow.
Valhalla can wait.
