Forced from home and hearth.

[Joe Pickens]

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Jacob Crawford, Adminsitrator of Colony Ship Vagabond

Dublin System Sector D4

Awaiting navigational reports from advance scout craft to determine our next course

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Ships Log: December 29th, 826 A.S.

Our journey has now begun. It took a few days longer than expected to gather enough people willing to accompany us when even we don't know where we will end up, but the delay turned out to be a fortunate one. A man by the name of Russell Taylor contacted me from Lanzarote Station and was bold enough to offer his services along with his ship, a Corvo class explorer outfitted with advanced scanning equipment. Through a clever feat of engineering of his own design, we are able to moor the vessel securely along our ventral hull even with our cruise engines engaged. This will allow us the capability of light transportation should the need arise to procure any resources or products that we cannot easily manufacture ourselves, and from parties who may not wish for a vessel as large as ours to enter into their territory.

As we finalized our departure vector our proximity scanners blared out multiple alerts. A rather large Bretonian military fleet had been detected entering the system. I initially assumed the worst, that they had come to challenge the presence of our ship in what they claim is their system but this was not the case. As I looked at the scanner telemetry, I soon realized an even larger fleet of Coalition vessels was bearing down on the Bretonians, intent on doing battle with them. I decided the most prudent course was to remain in close orbit of the planet so as not to be drawn into the battle. And on a personal level, I had to admit quietly to myself, I was hoping to see the Bretonians get their pompous tails trashed, a symbolic revenge of sorts I suppose. I was not disappointed as I and my bridge crew were treated to a stunningly decisive Bretonian defeat. Serves them right. They stole our home and now it looks like it will in turn be stolen from them. Our scanners recorded the destruction of five Bretonian capitol ships and at that point I realized we had only a few minutes left to escape before the Coalition potentially turned on us when they ran out of targets. We proceeded at top speed towards the Dublin jumphole without being challenged.

Once in Dublin, I decided to visit the IMG Hood and mingle with the miners there while Mr. Taylor takes his ship ahead and secures a safe route into the Tau systems. I am uploading our logs of the Bretonian defeat for quick reference should I have a need for a soothing balm in the future while remembering being driven from my home.

Destruction of HMS-Hood
Destruction of HMS-Avalon
Destruction of HMS-Abyss
Destruction of HMS-Victorious
Destruction of HMS-Defender

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End of Log