Hola amigo. Long time since last I guess.
As you can see, I've grown older, but age is not a concern thanks to the cardamine.
My current location would be...... Newcastle, Bretonia. I have for the time being, setteled on Cape Wrath.
I'm hoping to get some trust amongst the Bretonians, the war with the corsairs is growing tiresome, there never seems to be any progress on either side. Piracy is growing inefficient and monotone. Traders are like AI's nowdays, cheap AI's to be honest. They all use the same phrase "i have no money lol"... I don't get the meaning of "lol". Probably a distress code or an insult.
So, I moved on to Bretonia, nice a quiet here. Just the occasional kusari assault on planet Leeds and ofcourse, some gaians or corsairs to blow up. Molly's are seen working with the armed forces against kusari and anything else that ain't of Bretonian origin. Hopefully, kusari will meet it's end by the hand of the combined forces.
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I sat course from Malta to Barrier Station in Coronado, this would be my last stop before entering Bretonia through the Magellan System.
Upon closing in on the Leeds Jumphole i encountered a Luxury Liner with refugees. I decided to halt it and get some more, exotic electronical devices and foods. Since it has been long since i had any company i asked the captain for some company, female company to be precise.
One girl stepped forward, her name was Susannah Blaketon, or Susi Blaketon, as her papers listed her. She willingly came with me, and just from the second i saw her, i had fallen in love. This girl, barely 24 years old, was more beautiful then the stars shining down on the fields of Malta.
She came onboard, and immediatly proved to be a bit shy, yet she seemed to trust me.
We entered Bretonia, were we met up with Lieutendant Commander M.Bridge of the Bretonian Armed Forces. He didn't mind my precense, and even gave us landing permission for planet Leeds.
Down on the planet i rented a hotellroom. The inhabitants seems very sceptical of my precense, yet their atleast not hostile to me. Better leave the safety on my Ageira MX933 Plasmabolt rifle off.
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I returned to planet Leeds. Sunsannah and I barely survived a sneak attack. For 7 1/2 month we have hid on a rocky moon. The ship was almost rendered completely useless and just the occasional sissy of a trader would eject whatever cargo we asked for. After a while we had gathered enough bits a pieces to fix the ship for a long distance travel. We sat course for Malta, the only true safe haven for us. As we landed on Malta, people seemed to have seen a ghost. Apparently I was assumed dead 5 months ago and my ships and crew had been reassigned. My entire wealth, gone. My mansion at the countryside was battered. The slaves had ran off when they heard I was dead.
With whatever funds I had left I used for repairing my battered bayonet. Susannah and I shall return to our former glory one day. Even if it takes time.