Today I awoke in a wonderful mood. I went exploring, in the wilderness of Mikramurka, on Pator. I ended up encountering a large furry creature which charged at me. In retrospect, I suppose given the direction of the wind it was able to smell me....I had to take the poor creature down with a few iron charges from my rail-rifle.
I suppose the claws will make fine trophies. I had heard of this animal...a "bear" I think it was called. A majestic creature.
It took me quite some time to arrange a shuttle back home to space. I arrived to very much less fantastic and happy conditions. I will not speak of the details. I just wish that woman would understand how much some of us care...how much I care. So I'm sitting here next to her in the infirmary, keeping a watchful eye on her.
I just hope I don't drift off to sleep! I want to catch her when she wakes up to evaluate how she's feeling.
Monday, January 16, 2012
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Union
Today was....interesting!
It began with some relatively light ops in Arzad, once again beating back the Sansha threat in the belts there and converting the surviving scrap into usable metals. This, combined with some idle chat in The Summit, was quite fine. The people in that channel seem to think I lick Avlynka's boots or something though....perhaps they've never served in a military capacity. It would be foolish of me to not recognize my own bias and feelings but...whatever.
So that went well. We then celebrated the marriage between Astrid Stjerna and Conventia Underking. That event was the highlight of the day. It was a wonderful ceremony, complete with the smells of a local tree species and fire. Yet another thing excellently adminstered by Avlynka.
It was a bit odd when Esna Pitoojee showed up, but I figured he's a good friend to Avlynka and he seems nice enough. When he entered there seemed to be some sort of tension...not sure. Conventia took Astrid up on her shoulder and charged out at the quickest moment possible, so I'm not sure if the two events (Esna entering and Conventia leaving with Astrid in tow) are related. It didn't worry me so much until I saw vehicle tracks outside going off to who-the-hell-knows-where. Avlynka said everything would be fine, and within an hour we received word from Astrid that everything's fine. So my usual paranoia beated down, I went ahead and relaxed to drink some tea.
As long as everyone's happy, that's what matters. Everything else is secondary.
It began with some relatively light ops in Arzad, once again beating back the Sansha threat in the belts there and converting the surviving scrap into usable metals. This, combined with some idle chat in The Summit, was quite fine. The people in that channel seem to think I lick Avlynka's boots or something though....perhaps they've never served in a military capacity. It would be foolish of me to not recognize my own bias and feelings but...whatever.
So that went well. We then celebrated the marriage between Astrid Stjerna and Conventia Underking. That event was the highlight of the day. It was a wonderful ceremony, complete with the smells of a local tree species and fire. Yet another thing excellently adminstered by Avlynka.
It was a bit odd when Esna Pitoojee showed up, but I figured he's a good friend to Avlynka and he seems nice enough. When he entered there seemed to be some sort of tension...not sure. Conventia took Astrid up on her shoulder and charged out at the quickest moment possible, so I'm not sure if the two events (Esna entering and Conventia leaving with Astrid in tow) are related. It didn't worry me so much until I saw vehicle tracks outside going off to who-the-hell-knows-where. Avlynka said everything would be fine, and within an hour we received word from Astrid that everything's fine. So my usual paranoia beated down, I went ahead and relaxed to drink some tea.
As long as everyone's happy, that's what matters. Everything else is secondary.
Defeat: Addendum
It's alright, really. They won't see what I have planned, the Amarrians.
Blood for blood. Even the capsuleers.
Blood for blood. Even the capsuleers.
Friday, January 13, 2012
Defeat
I knew going in that I'd probably not make it out with an intact ship. But damn, what are you going to do? Let them hold on to your system and take your people?
I warp to the minor complex in Amarr-occupied Vard, knowing full well there's a Griffin and Catalyst there, with a Cormorant as backup. I knew the Griffin wouldn't at all try to move, so I opted to go for more shields and not even bother with a propulsion jammer. It worked, until the Griffin jammed me. Just two more salvos and it would have been down...opening up many more tactical options against the remaining two.
Typical Amarrian bullshit.
I then scouted around in a Rifter and encountered a Sentinel. Having piloted one of these things myself, I knew where its weakness was: an absolute lack of guns of its own. I kept a good fifteen kilometer range from the Sentinel, though this was still within his energy neutralizer range. No issue. I even took out four of his drones. Great. Too bad the Sentinel has sixty cubic meters of drone bay space....it was a long and drawn out loss.
At this point I figure I should at least try to make up for my losses and go mineral scavenging in the belts with my recently-built but modestly-fit Cyclone. A poor mistake. A suspicious-looking Drake was in one of the belts and they quickly locked me down. The Y-T microwarp drive was shut off by his scrambler. I was doomed, even with Hornet ECM drones on him. That too was a long and drawn out ship loss, lasting about two minutes or so.
And so, dear logs, the temptation to simply quit the combat profession against other capsuleers is tempting. One simply cannot win without superior numbers or equipment. Tactics be damned; the capsule makes it too easy for an opponent to win by slightly superior tech alone, nevermind numerical advantages.
It is frustrating that there hasn't been a ship engineered to rush into a group of enemies and detonate, inflicting massive damage on them. I would probably be quite at home with such a ship, and it would definitely tip the balance of power away from mere numbers and more towards those skilled in stealth and speed.
I warp to the minor complex in Amarr-occupied Vard, knowing full well there's a Griffin and Catalyst there, with a Cormorant as backup. I knew the Griffin wouldn't at all try to move, so I opted to go for more shields and not even bother with a propulsion jammer. It worked, until the Griffin jammed me. Just two more salvos and it would have been down...opening up many more tactical options against the remaining two.
Typical Amarrian bullshit.
I then scouted around in a Rifter and encountered a Sentinel. Having piloted one of these things myself, I knew where its weakness was: an absolute lack of guns of its own. I kept a good fifteen kilometer range from the Sentinel, though this was still within his energy neutralizer range. No issue. I even took out four of his drones. Great. Too bad the Sentinel has sixty cubic meters of drone bay space....it was a long and drawn out loss.
At this point I figure I should at least try to make up for my losses and go mineral scavenging in the belts with my recently-built but modestly-fit Cyclone. A poor mistake. A suspicious-looking Drake was in one of the belts and they quickly locked me down. The Y-T microwarp drive was shut off by his scrambler. I was doomed, even with Hornet ECM drones on him. That too was a long and drawn out ship loss, lasting about two minutes or so.
And so, dear logs, the temptation to simply quit the combat profession against other capsuleers is tempting. One simply cannot win without superior numbers or equipment. Tactics be damned; the capsule makes it too easy for an opponent to win by slightly superior tech alone, nevermind numerical advantages.
It is frustrating that there hasn't been a ship engineered to rush into a group of enemies and detonate, inflicting massive damage on them. I would probably be quite at home with such a ship, and it would definitely tip the balance of power away from mere numbers and more towards those skilled in stealth and speed.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Anomaly
I usually don't make two logs for one day-period.
Today went alright. As I mentioned before, there was some minor skirmishing in Ezzara, and I managed to move some metals around and built a Cyclone. So that's good.
My tinkering went awry, however. Aphoxema appears to have gotten ahold of that datapad I swore I wiped; she found out everything. Not that these logs are particularly private, but rather they're just not very well-known. And I'm not sure if she only saw that paritcular log entry, or now sees every log entry. In any case, she's had some bad history with Nation and didn't want me to mess with any of the implants, regardless of what state of functionality they were in.
No, really. She microwaved them. In a microwave.
At least she didn't get into the biomass. But then those will be useless, without the implants. Looks like another trip to Arzad for a day of ironically harvesting Nation ships for metals and samples. It always seems like tritanium is lacking, after all.
Today went alright. As I mentioned before, there was some minor skirmishing in Ezzara, and I managed to move some metals around and built a Cyclone. So that's good.
My tinkering went awry, however. Aphoxema appears to have gotten ahold of that datapad I swore I wiped; she found out everything. Not that these logs are particularly private, but rather they're just not very well-known. And I'm not sure if she only saw that paritcular log entry, or now sees every log entry. In any case, she's had some bad history with Nation and didn't want me to mess with any of the implants, regardless of what state of functionality they were in.
No, really. She microwaved them. In a microwave.
At least she didn't get into the biomass. But then those will be useless, without the implants. Looks like another trip to Arzad for a day of ironically harvesting Nation ships for metals and samples. It always seems like tritanium is lacking, after all.
Legion
Today was the second day in which I and Samantha Vosh attempted to engage enemies in Ezzara. Of course, they flee if they suspect they'll lose the fight and come back later with bigger guns and friends. Typical.
My recruiting pool is becoming strained. I am very picky about the crews I acquire, and so manning anything larger than destroyers tends to be a hassle. Avlynka wants to shift fleet tactics, which is wonderful and will lead to more crew survivability. It's just hard finding the right kind of people for the job. I am encountering the same problems I've always had in the empire-controlled sectors of space: lack of fanatic zeal. In this regard, I miss Delve and Stain. Got to adapt to the job, I suppose.
In other news, the toying with the implants hasn't really yielded anything new. Not that I was really trying to get any specific results as much as I was seeing what sort of use I could get out of the things. So far the only use I've found is scaring the hell out of myself whenever I see they're still communicating with their relays. In fact, I should probably clear and trash this datapad upon finishing this entry for fear of being tracked; I shouldn't have connected it to the blasted things after all.
My recruiting pool is becoming strained. I am very picky about the crews I acquire, and so manning anything larger than destroyers tends to be a hassle. Avlynka wants to shift fleet tactics, which is wonderful and will lead to more crew survivability. It's just hard finding the right kind of people for the job. I am encountering the same problems I've always had in the empire-controlled sectors of space: lack of fanatic zeal. In this regard, I miss Delve and Stain. Got to adapt to the job, I suppose.
In other news, the toying with the implants hasn't really yielded anything new. Not that I was really trying to get any specific results as much as I was seeing what sort of use I could get out of the things. So far the only use I've found is scaring the hell out of myself whenever I see they're still communicating with their relays. In fact, I should probably clear and trash this datapad upon finishing this entry for fear of being tracked; I shouldn't have connected it to the blasted things after all.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Echo
It's been very quiet around the Kenkii lately. Everyone's too busy out in space or something, I guess. I miss Kikia, but her duties are quite important, so I understand that. Aphoxema's been cooking great food lately, too. I look forward to a corp dinner.
I've been taking a more active role against Sansha's Nation lately. It's...not an easy fight. Most others blow up Nation ships with little regret. I feel regret, because I know every soul aboard that Nightmare-class is nearly gleeful in knowing they've served their Master and his cause. You will never meet a crew in the cluster like a True Slave crew; so content with going down in flames.
I'm still not really sleeping, which is fine. I take up my night hours with experiments and pouring over raw data. I actually managed to find some True Slave samples more or less intact from a wreck in Arzad. Of course the host is quite deceased but many of the implants still work, if provided with power. I'll keep playing around with them, I guess. The implants, that is, not the biomass they were attached to.
On a side note, industrial production is up a bit. The wreckage from Sansha ships is great for scavenging usable materials to reprocess. My ambition is to begin battlecruiser production as soon as possible.
I've been taking a more active role against Sansha's Nation lately. It's...not an easy fight. Most others blow up Nation ships with little regret. I feel regret, because I know every soul aboard that Nightmare-class is nearly gleeful in knowing they've served their Master and his cause. You will never meet a crew in the cluster like a True Slave crew; so content with going down in flames.
I'm still not really sleeping, which is fine. I take up my night hours with experiments and pouring over raw data. I actually managed to find some True Slave samples more or less intact from a wreck in Arzad. Of course the host is quite deceased but many of the implants still work, if provided with power. I'll keep playing around with them, I guess. The implants, that is, not the biomass they were attached to.
On a side note, industrial production is up a bit. The wreckage from Sansha ships is great for scavenging usable materials to reprocess. My ambition is to begin battlecruiser production as soon as possible.
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