I was performing a routine security patrol through the New York trade lanes and ran across an indie interspace pilot with a mastadon full of business delegates, so I politely informed him that he was in violation of Liberty trade laws, which he sincerely proclaimed he was not aware. He agreed not to carry more than the legal limit (650) in the future, not that I'm convinced. But, hey... there you have it.
Later on in my patrol I spotted an Outcast near the lanes between penn and west point, who didn't seem inclined to accept my advice to dock at Buffalo. He led me on a chase and tried to convince me that we are all really criminals deep down. I noticed he was carrying a V.I.P., so I carefully disabled the ship and tractored the life pod...
I don't know who he is, yet, but I think I may just hand him over to LPI and let them handle it.
Was asked to help a Navy pilot with some bogeys, followed him into a swarm of Wilde ships who had just destroyed a Navy gunboat... We dropped one of them, the second cloaked and the third one got me with mines somehow... now I'm waiting on repairs.