Alrite, yesterday was an intarestin' day, but aye've been too tired ta write'bout it da same day, so 'ere eet is.
Dere were 'sairs at Camb, so folks rushed een ta do so'm huntin', dere were more 'sairs dan oos, so some baffles cannon fodders were nessesary, dat's why aye called'em, in da end, we've found sairs shootin' a lone baffle cruiser, 'bout which we could care less, so we charged an' shat da crap oo'tta dem, da Pinata Reaver jumped inta da fun too, an' as soon as we killed one, rest started runnin fer deir lives, aye remember one had baffles on his tail, so we've let'em be useful fer a change, and headed ta lisburn fer a well earned drink.
On da side note, aye don' kno' how aye foun' mayself in da position of leader, but aye wasn' dat bad, aye?
'Bout t'day, aye bloo'n oop an Legate dat trespassed oor space! Aye had some help fro' da Firebrick, and later too BAF destroyers, dat was fun, aye'm tellin ya! BAF moved oot as soon as da 'sair got bloo'n oop, smart'o dem.
And a small donation fer oor cause fro' a lone freelancers too, aye'll be off ta bar.