Yesterday's border patrol resulted in several engagements.
Santa Muerte will be most pleased with the blood sacrifices.
It all started when we interdicted a foreign built heavy frigate near the Creta jumphole in the Napo Cloud of Ionia.
Its capitan, a certain Samuel Fuentes -who flew under a OS&C transponder- claimed to be of Corsair blood and on his way to visit familia in Malia, Creta.
Naturally I had to remind him to have his paperwork in order, since flying a heavy frigate of Libertonian design into the heartland could turn some heads.
Elder Gutierrez soon joined us, with the DTR cruiser Garras de Gatito close behind him.
As Guiterrez took over the conversation with the Capitan of the exotic Frigate, we noticed two blips on our scanners, closing in fast.
One was that of a Rheinland fighter, and the other was a small, agile nomchado.
Initially I assumed this Rheinlander was lost, perhaps accidentally finding himself triggering the ire of a school of the blue calamari,
though his behaviour was off, he was very aggressive, and his brains were clearly rotted with nomchado infection.
Initially the capitans of both the Cruiser and the Frigate fired off some defensive shots, but we managed to lure the enemy away from these ships.
It became clear to us, that there was more honour to be gained by facing this Rheinlander and his alien pet in a pitched battle.
After a short dogfight, both threats were eliminated.
With that taken care of, we escorted the Capitan along his journey, so he could visit his familia, and get the needed paperwork in order.