It has finally happened. I have come of age. Old enough to be put in charge of my very own ship to help conquer the skies in the name of people of Crete.
Mi padre, a hardworking man building ships on Tripoli for the great nation, has built me my very own Titan to take to the skies with. It is of the finest quality ever to have left the shipyard. He has put some loving touches on it, to ensure the safety of his only hija. Some extra armor, a tweaked engine, and improved shielding coupled with overcharged weapons will all suit me well when the day comes that I have to battle. Mi madre, working hard at home to keep us all fed with what little we have is so worried for my safety, but I ensured her that our pilots and ships are of the finest to ever be unleashed into the universe. I will be in the best hands while out there fighting with my hermanos y hermanas.
I will dedicate every waking hour to training, until the day that I am ready to call myself a member of The Brotherhood. When that day comes, our losses will be few and our victories and celebrations infinite.
Never again will I go to bed with an empty tummy because there is nothing to eat, but I will still fast from time to time to remind me of my humble beginnings, and to reignite my hatred of the people who shuns us causing our people's suffering.
I pledge allegiance to you, members of La Hermandad.
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Hola amigos, today's patrolling was most interesting indeed. I started off mining Xeno Relics for Jimmy, a smuggler working for Freelancer Escorts and Repairs. He was a good fellow, however it was not the most ...peaceful of mining excursions. We had company in the form of some alien vessel that hung around, watching us for some time, as well as another freelancer, who wasn't as interesting or helpful to our people. However, there was also 2 of those strange AI vessels flying around the Malvada Cloud. One of them, a cruiser class vessel, was harassing our pilots patrols, before departing deeper into the cloud.
Around then the CNS-Tortuga showed up, and helped keep an eye of the Alien vessel and the AI, if they were to return. Once Jimmy was full, I headed back to Crete to grab my Titan and get that Alien out of our home system, but while I was flying back to the Malvada cloud, I met some Zoner hauling Iridium past Crete. I was going to get a safe passage fee from them, but they left our home before I caught up with them.
After that, nothing much exciting happened for a while. I pulled my Raba out from storage, and with help from a fellow Corsair, we delivered a few runs of Xeno Relics to Puerto del Sol, before smuggling one last load into Bretonia, however my Raba was shot down by IMG defenses around Aland shipyard, and the cargo was unfortunately lost.
After resting up a little, I decided to patrol out a bit further, checking Rhienland, the omegas and lower sigma's for any trouble that might need Corsair intervention. I found one freelancer, in our home system of Crete, and not hauling useful supplies. Before I could ask them why they were in our home, they landed upon Tripoli Shipyard. Since docking there is fairly restricted to our friends and allies, I let them be for now. I'm now docked by on our lovely planet Crete, writing this report before getting myself some rest.
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Hola amigos once more, I have mostly good and some strange news to report today. Firstly, I went into Bretonia with a fellow corsair, Teal'c Alvear. Unfortunately, we found few traders, but we got some credits from the one we did meet, a fellow from Saint Logistics, which we used to get Food Rations from Freeport 1 in Omega-3 to feed our people back on Crete.
I later met several traders heading into Crete for Artifacts and Xeno Relics. First was a Zoner, called Jen Hase, who brought us some nanocapacitators. I escorted her to Crete, and then carried on paroling Omicron Gamma. Next was a Junker, a member of their Congress, who picked up some Xeno Relics from Puerto del Sol. Seeing this, I decided to ask a miner in the Malvada cloud for assistance filling Puerto del Sol back up with Relics. We delivered several loads of Relics, and the base was left almost completely full. I then left with one last load, destined for Liberty, which I am currently moving through the Sigmas now.
On a stranger note, I saw this ship, who was ID'd as part of the Crayterian Republic. However, when I asked why they were intruding on our space, they had nothing useful to say. And by the time I had grabbed my Titan from Crete, they had disappeared, most likely deeper into the Omicrons.
I am very sorry, my brothers, for not staying with you on the front lines. My time on the front was taken back when I had to help in my fathers business for repairs and gun construction and mountings for the ships we send out for war and pillaging! I have now handed the job over to my apprentices and brother in good hands who will take care of my mother as well. I am ready to go back to the front lines with you all in space!
We bring the fight to the Outcasts, si amegos!? I will see you all in space!
[img float=left]http://i.imgur.com/x62K1F9.jpg?1[/img]Hola Hermanos,
It is good to be back! My first outing in space outside of Crete in a while and I have already had a nice stretch. You dont know how much you miss things until you dont have them, no?
I had been flying around getting a nice feel for my Gladiator and newly purchased Centurion. My Titan is still in the shop and will be visiting our enemies soon with guns blazing!
Oh si, speaking of which, amegos, I had a good flight when I was out in space. Me and another hermano and amego we found went on a nice raiding flight to look for some targets, though we soon needed to split. I traveled myself around the Bretonia and Rheinland space and collected some amegos back home. Maybe we have a use for them, si?
I had also been dueling in front of Crete with my fellow Seniors and Senioritas. I had given some training to one chicka and then had the honor to duel difficult opponents after. I am still rusty, amegos, but practice makes perfect!
See you again in space, hermanos! Perhaps in front of Crete or perhaps on a raid.
The past few days have been very profitable for my crew and I. We have raided the lanes of Bretonia virtually unopposed. There are a couple of incidents I would like to make you aware of.
Two days ago in New London I ran into a Gallic patrol. They were executing a so called "traitor". Funny enough there wasn't a Bretonian ship in sight. Maybe the Gallics have depleted their forces more than I had assumed. This could be good news for us.
And there may be a new group of honorless filth to keep an eye on in Omega 3. I was helping an Interspace transport lighten his credit account a bit when I was attack by a ship with an A/) transponder. He was flying a bounty hunter ship. Just a heads up to anyone operating in the area.
Yesterday we went out on a raid with my amego Luciano Vasquez.
We first started to go some missions in Gamma to clean out Gamma of pests in the system and also performed some duels infront of the planet. I am very happy as well with the new guns I have acquired from my pa's shop.
We left Gamma in search of potential targets. In the Omegas we found us some nice miners mining shiny rocks and I was surprised they called me Sir and were polite. It was very different when we met this one trader in the Sigmas and he was so scared he started to twist is truth to try to get off easy. Both of them were successfully pirated for credits for the Empire. The last transport we found was a very lucky muchacho... or perhaps not very. He didn't really say much... and he ran from us and unfortunately into the sun. Well maybe he was lucky man because I would have torn him apart slowely than the heat from the sun!
Today I came across something very interesting in Omega 3. It seems the both jumpgates connecting Omega 3 and Omega 7 are broken. I'm not sure what caused and neither were the Zoners I ran into there. Both Bretonia and Rheinland have moved battleships to either side of the gates so I couldn't get any detailed scans. I'll include the scans I did get below.
This could be good news for us. Repairs could mean lots of hard to find equipment coming in. It also means some transports will be making use of the jumpholes and will be very easy targets. Either way, the next few days should be very interesting.
The amount of industrialists that I have encountered in Omega 3 has been extremely appreciated by our dinner table. I have seen people from other nations of all over Sirius there. Most of them are heavily burdened with Cobalt or some other similar ore, which I then offer to help them with so their ships can safely travel further without bursting at the seems.
One man that I found there had a ship that goes by the name Tomatenburger. The ship is like a chameleon. It is a mining Hegemon class ship, with a police IFF but a miner is piloting it. I have never seen anything like it. I once saw it with another ship, also a Hegemon but with a Navy IFF, with the ship name Tomatosandwitch. I was so surprised by the encounter I completely forgot to click pictures. This time around though I was more ready and got the guncam shots of the encounter. The senor was quite friendly and cooperative unlike his mixed up signals suggested he would be which was quite nice to experience actually. I throw in the communication logs for you to see for yourself.
[27.10.2016 22:44:17] Pestilencia: ola senor
[27.10.2016 22:44:50] Pestilencia: you seem to be so lonely over here
[27.10.2016 22:44:59] Tomatenburger: Hi
[27.10.2016 22:45:26] Tomatenburger: Yes i'm
[27.10.2016 22:45:28] Pestilencia: would you care to make a small donation for food on my familias table tonight?
[27.10.2016 22:45:58] Death: Agent.Sinclair! suffered a self-administered loadout error (Mine).
[27.10.2016 22:46:07] Tomatenburger: and how much?
[27.10.2016 22:46:28] Pestilencia: oh i think 2 mill should cover our groceries for a very long time senor
[27.10.2016 22:47:03] Tomatenburger: Oh, you have a big familie
[27.10.2016 22:47:21] Pestilencia: si senor, it is not easy to keep all the hungry mouths fed
[27.10.2016 22:47:32] Pestilencia: a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do
[27.10.2016 22:48:12] Tomatenburger: but i dont have so much, the money is going into the ship
[27.10.2016 22:48:42] Death: Eternal_Soul_Fire was put out of action by BHG|Mephistoles' (Gun).
[27.10.2016 22:48:43] Pestilencia: that does put us in a bit of a sticky situation
[27.10.2016 22:49:08] Pestilencia: i am willing to settle for a full load of the rocks you mine here
[27.10.2016 22:50:02] Pestilencia: with that special equipment you have on there it should be quick, si?
[27.10.2016 22:50:18] Pestilencia: i can sell the ore at tripoli for food then
[27.10.2016 22:51:03] Pestilencia: you will do that for me, senor?
[27.10.2016 22:51:06] Tomatenburger: I think the half of cobalt?
[27.10.2016 22:51:18] Tomatenburger: It is many food
[27.10.2016 22:51:24] Pestilencia: not your cargo sir, mine
[27.10.2016 22:51:32] Pestilencia: i have 195 units to spare
[27.10.2016 22:52:40] Tomatenburger: We fine?
[27.10.2016 22:52:50] Pestilencia: Muchos Gracias senor, you will make my family very happy
[27.10.2016 22:53:09] Pestilencia: Safe skies to you
[27.10.2016 22:53:25] Tomatenburger: Thank you
After that I left Omega 3 to return home to Gamma. I saw a pilot named Andee or something foreign like that hiding between a whole bunch of weapons platforms on my way back, but since there was so many platforms I did not stop to ask his business. I waited a bit at the Omega 41 jumphole but he never came through there. I will keep reporting on any newsworthy incidents I encounter. Muchos gracias for your time.