This will be where i write my adventures. The people i've met , the chalenges i face. Maybe someday this will get passed on to my son for him to continue. It would be an interesting tradition. This "diary" might not be written daily.
Today was a good day. I had to dedicate it partly to gathering varied sorts of cargo , since my request was ignored ... Oh well, their loss.
I bought the most basic supplies right in Cambridge, but i was still lacking a few of them. I first decided to look our for Pharmaceuticals. Thing is , i had no idea where i could buy them. Fortunatelly , I was helped by a Bretonia Police officer by the name of Matthew Raynes. He suggested id try Graves Station in Dublin. Indeed i found them there. They didnt come that cheap though , but that isnt a problem.
I afterwards headed to Liberty. You can get some fine Gallic wines in there and I sure could use some in my travels. Besides i still needed Synth Paste.
As I approached Planet Manhattan i noticed there was a big fight a few Kms away from the planet. Just a few Hackers and Outcasts atacking a Zoner cruiser. I stuck around to see the fight which ended in the cruiser getting destroyed. Shortly thereafter one of the Hackers called “Logic Bomb” approached me and requested some “protection money” or something. To be honest i wasnt paying much attention, but i gave him the money he asked. It was a small amount and i was feeling generous.
I decided to stick around Manhattan for a while longer. I had a pleasent chat with a freelancer named Novak. Aparenlt my love of fine wines didnt go unnoticed.
Still in Manhathan , suddenly the SCRA showed up on the comns. Never heard of those guys, aparently they have something to do with the Coalition back in the Sol system. As they were yapping about their ideals an Outcast , part of the group that was fighting the cruiser earlier, approached my ship. She wanted some credits , just like Logic Bomb. My bank account wasnt working properly though , so i wasnt able to comply. She left me alone though. Good for her in fact. My crew was itching for a fight. Fortunatelly my diplomacy avoided a fight.
A short while after , a bretonian liner undocked from Manhattan , the HMS-Brittannia. Aparenly it carried the bretonian ambassador. It was nice to see a fellow Bretonian this far off.
My crew then noticed that the missile turret on our ship wasnt working correctly, and they decided we should get it replaced. We headed to Norfolk where we found out we didnt have the proper clearances to buy gunboat grade equipment. So i decided we should head back to Manhattan to mingle a bit more.
I couldnt belive my eyes when i arrived. Xenos , the Coalition and even the odd Hacker and Outcast were atacking Liberty and Bretonian forces near the planet. I took position near Newark station where i observed the outcome. Unfortunatelly , a particularly nasty ion storm killed my comns and made my whole ship go on hiatus. When my ships comns came back up it had all stopped.
With this i bid my farewell to the Libertonians and head back to Bretonia. It was quite enough action for one day. Besides , I probably should get a replacement on that turret.
Today was another interesting day. After i restocked and refilled with fuel, now with the turret replaced by a Bretonian one, i decided to visit the Outcasts. I guess my encounter with an Outcast the other day outside Manhattan had left me somewhat curious. So i headed out , but not before i collected some information from Traffalgar on the Jumpholes and etc.
I headed into the Taus. Firstly Tau-31. It was a bit of a dull place. Basically a big rock field. However as soon as I entered Tau-23 , things seemed a bit more interesting. For one , radiation was everywhere , nothing we werent prepared for. But suddenly i hear someone state that “The CR are in the system”. I was sort of puzzled. The CR ? Who are such people ? Anyways , the crew kept the ships course to the Tau-37 Jumphole. In our way there . We stumbled on an IMG base. I was then halted by a couple of people. They were using a CR tag. It was of them who i had heard of earlier aparently.
I found myself having a pleasent chat with such people. I even talked about about my work , my family and other things. They heavilly adivsed me to stay out of the Outcast systems. Me beeing the stubborn old man that i am went forward anyways. I really should give those folks a visit someday. They seem quite interesting.
As soon as i entered the Omicron Alpha system , i saw a Junker ship carrying cardamine , the drug we so hear of. I proceded to Planet Malta.
I was then halted by Dread, an outcast carrying the SOB tag. He asked me what my business was and advised me to follow the rules of the region. Of course i will comply. I offered him a bottle of my finest wine to celebrate my arrival. It was interesting to find another lover of fine wine such as myself this far out.
It was getting late now. I decided to stay in a Freeport in the nearby system. I was warned not to stay in Malta, as to not develop a Cardamine addiction. Last thing i wanted this late in life.
