The folks at EVE Online have published a new EVE Chronicle, a short story which provides insight into the background lore of the game.
"You're all right. Come on, take my hand. There you go. Let's get you up."
The world was still spinning on strange axes. Olaer couldn't see well enough to find his bearings. Colony lights were dim at this hour, to keep the inhabitants sedate. It hadn't worked.
Someone had helped him to his feet and now had their hands wrapped around his shoulders. "Can you stand?" the person said. It was a young voice.
Olaer, who was not young, nodded and set his feet. He felt the hand lift gently off him.
"Thank you," he said. He swayed a little, but remained upright. "What is your name?"
"Yane," the young voice said.
Olaer turned to look, and focused as hard as he could. His guardian was a Thukker, like himself. Olaer could not remember seeing him on the space colony, but in Thukker places this was perfectly normal. Their people were travelers.
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