Gentlemen, welcome to Perdition.
All of you have angered the Alliance one way or another and have found yourselves on this lifeless barely habitable rock with one thing on your mind, escape. But escape is nigh impossible. The warden is a ruthless beast of a man with profits on the brain. When profit can’t be obtained, then violence and wrath come to the fore.
Who are the men in the red hats and black coats?
What the hell is up with this Mercedes chick?
When can I get into the Goram black and be free?