Lately I have been extremely pleased with my new little bird the Ishkur. It handles well, tanks well and deal damage to unsuspecting ships in an inferno of drones and blaster slugs.
Ive been patrolling the same systems and beholding the same gate over and over. Ive found this specific spot, where the sun plays under a nearby station, that I enjoy.
A decision has been reached. I will leave the Ore Mongers behind me. They should not harbor a discontent corporate member and in all fairness have been good corp mates though the period I have been in Ore Mongers. The period have been one in turmoil due to moving to Venal only to move back to unregulated low security space and much time has been spend moving back and forth. Not the ideal time to take in new people, but they did not plan for this.
The choise was made and I promtly send my CEO a note of resignation as there were no need to hold it up. He was a bit baffled by my sudden resignation but took it cool and wished me luck in my future endavors.
A mercenary is what I over time have become and what I am, and although some do not think piracy a proffession unrelated to my own it is by far not the same . A mercenary sells his service to the highest bidder and often fight against the odds, where pirates chose targets of opertunity and prey on the weak. Not an all fair comparison as I also know pirates that fight against overwhelming odds. It is however time to face this fact that I am a mercenary and not a pirate.
But how does one go about offering the service of a single pilot?
I pondered this and other questions as I loaded up my trusty old megathron that now is fitted with close range and high damage blasters. Huge things that can propel the munition a short distance but at extreme velocity. Coupled with an extreme double repairing ability it is a monster to be reckoned with.
I had not even made 5 jumps before I was contacted by Qrell of White Core. White Core is made up by elements of my former corporation FM-C and led by Large Shadow who helped me get my stuff out of stain when I left FM-C.
Qrell offered me employment on the spot but for some reason I was hessitant. The idea of joining as large an alliance as White Core for some reason did not appeal to me. On the other hand I would love to fly with Qrell again.
For the moment I am looking around and talking to old and new friends to see what stirs. Maybe call up Ombey to hear what he is up to. Its time to top off the tank and head into space…
Once again, nice pictures and dialogue
I could probably turn into a pirate, but you don’t generally get the nice kills, just mostly chaff.