There was this dirty, stinking Hessian polluting the space of Omega-3. I caught him in the vicinity of Aland taxing a passing trader. For his temerity, I killed him.
A hunter this time, making trouble in Omega-3. He thought to claim a bounty on me. He soon saw the error of his ways. I may send his mother flowers with the proceeds!
I think I rattled the wasp nest. I was accosted by a wing of BPA vessels in Cambridge. I was able to take one of them down, then led the rest a merry dance acoss the system.