Brotherhood Bar-Talks

[jammi]

Custo surveyed the pilot in front of him, finished his drink and slumped down into his chair.
'Fair enough. I'll tell you what happened...
It was a busy day at Crete, lots a' pilots furthering the borders of the Corsair Empire, whether it be through exporting our homelands famed Artefacts or destroying the cursed Bounty Hunters that plague us. There were a few of us outside Crete, (I had just launched) and I stopped to talk with some other pilots I knew. Well anyway, the peace was short lived, two ROS turned up, Cap ships I think. heh, our mini- armada of gunboats and fighters took em' down no problems. No ejectees this time either. Zero casualties for us. Once the ROS were out of the picture, all the other Corsairs rallied at Crete to try and find out what had happened. We then decided to go for a revenge attack, straight for the corrupt heart. The plan worked a treat, we destroyed the Outcast defenders with again, zero casualties. There were four or five I think ((players))... Oh yeah and swarms of fighters outside Malta ((NPCs)). Well we all got out pictures taken outside the enemys heart then we returned home. Oh yeah... a TBH and a few independent Corsairs remained behind in case the Outcasts tried anything clever whilst we were gone. A SWARM guy turned up. No idea who they were, but the guys at Crete wern't too pleased to see him and took him out. I'd say that day we got a fair amount of hunting gone. Still I managed to get this done.'
Custo' gestures at his head. 'Whilst battling Outcast cap ships, and numberless bounty hunters, I manage to trip and fall out my gunboat. Typical.' Custo' Clutches the wet cloth to his head whilst Lucendez cracks up laughing.

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