Adolf Gilland

[Silverfox2112]

The stunning reception before didn't comprehend the shock now. A brand new Hussar was at the launch pad with my name on it and 20 million credits sat at my disposal. I knew now, this was my mothers gift, one more chance to make dad proud, even though the idea of it broke her heart. I got myself ready to depart and launched. Heading for the border systems. Over the course of the next 1 and 1/2 years I lost half my money, made a few friends out of the corsairs and lost a few more. Never lost my ship again though, which is a plus. I never seen my old combantant, that corsair that I first acosted and blew me out of the sky. Don't suppose I'll ever know what happened to him. But enough of that, I found myself following corsairs to edge systems and through a myraid of jump holes, through probley half the system.After that time had passed I said my fairwells and ran off to find what I could in the one place I never spent much time, Liberty.

I would like to say the chaps from liberty gave me a warm welcome but my first few days were spent hiding in the badlands with criminal persons from all over the system. One of them, amazingly enough brought me to where I am now. He had mentioned seeing nomads, actuall nomads in Alaska. "Alaska is closed down though, right mate?" I responded, trying to hide an almost unhealthy fascination. The man mearly smiled. I knew where I was pointed and left immeadiatly. Skipping around navy patrols I found myself in Alaska and again I'm not sure if the shock can be accuratly explained. I met another ship there, one I hadn't seen before. Nomad_killer was the simple disignation comming across my HUD, he asked my buisness and I was at a loss for words. I had found them, looking off in the distance I could see Anubis fighters patrolling around the eastern side of the sector, the order. "Respond, we have nomads comming in." I punched the reply tab on my comms, "The order, I've come with the attention to join the order sir." He sent me cordinates to get to a near jump hole when some kind of energy weapon slammed into the rear of my ship. The shields were gone, kicking on the cruise engines I headed for the hole. I seen them then, as I glanced over my shoulder, organic looking ships, the scourge of our homes, the nomads. I entered the gate.

It wasn't long before I was picked up by an order patrol and told to follow them to planet Toledo. I could not hide my excitement and burst over the comms, "Yes SIR!" The man simply called back, "Maitain radio silence untill arrival." The words seemed to temper my nervous for a moment. I landed and was escorted to a equilivant of a holding cell. I was allowed to send one message and so I did, to the order command, with my intentions. A week or more passed and I was gradually allowed alittle personal freedom, I could leave and land on Isis, the battleship in orbit overheard but I could not leave the system nor interfear in and operations with the order. I couldn't begin to tell you the area's that were off limit, to many to name. Finally, after times watching order ships engage the nomads out side of Isis a moment came. 3 Nomad gunboats and a number of escort craft were comming in and all available craft were needed. Alot of the order pilots were out on patrol and the Lt. in charge of me pointed me towards the docking platform, where a beatup Talon sat, it having lost its pilot only the day before. The man just nodded and I climed in and exited Isis.