Born in the Republic, forged by it — or at least that's what they told him at the Republic Military School's Center for Combat Studies, where instructors preached "creative battle tactics" and Batalla mostly interpreted that as "make it up as you go."
Turns out warfare wasn't really his calling. Rocks were. Somewhere between his first Venture and his first ganked Retriever, Batalla realized the real war is fought in the belts — one Scordite crystal at a time — and that nobody shoots at you nearly as much for mining as they do for shooting back.
These days he's grinding toward an industrial empire. Every empire starts small — usually with someone squinting at a fitting screen going "wait, why won't this module click in."
Security status: low, but not villain-low. More "questionable parking decisions in 0.7" low.
Ask him and he'll tell you — freedom isn't given, it's mined, refined, and built one hull at a time.