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Posted by: Havohej : Category: I started the night in Matthew Town, talking to the Harbor Master about my recently acquired ‘Arcadia’ Mastercraft Xebec. We were comparing the qualities of the Huge xebec with those of the smaller ‘Algiers’ Refit Polacre I’d been sailing for the last week or so. Sailing alone through the red, my inexperience cost me time and time again as I was forced repeatedly to disengage and retreat from fights that, based on everything I’ve seen and read so far, I should have been able to win. The only good point had been that most times I was able to break off from the fight and escape with my ship and its fittings intact. Other times, though… not so much.
But I belong to the Nine Winds. A pirate society that is populated with experienced, knowledgeable captains, quite a few of whom are well-known and respected PvPers on the Antigua server. One of our leaders, Captain Charissa de Mornay, is so feared that after having fallen asleep at the keyboard in the middle of a PvP zone, her ‘Mediator’ Mastercraft Cutter sat for nearly three hours unmolested by enemies who know just how dangerous she can be and likely assumed that she was playing possum.
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…Good will toward Man. That’s the single-most oft-repeated theme in all Aura’s pulled up regarding the ancient tradition called “Christmas.” Based on the holofiles she’s retrieved, Christmas looks like it was a time of year when everyone could (more or less) set aside their differences. They would draw closer to the ones they loved and forget about their conflicts for a week or so, celebrating their lives together. They would exchange gifts with one another and exalt more in the giving than in the receiving. It sounds crazy, doesn’t it!
¶ Okay, the day after we blew up Raven08’s Drake-class battlecruiser, another important event took place. But, to be honest, I was too busy yesterday to make a note of it in these Chronicles. So I will log it today - we took a loss. And an expensive one at that.
¶ Four of us set out into a low-sec pocket of Molden Heath looking for trouble and perhaps even profit, caring not if it meant we might run afoul of the anti-pirates who had worked with us to ensure the disruption of that Drake’s warp core the night before. I was flying my Rupture and the three officers I was flying with were flying their Kestrel-class frigate, Vexor-class cruiser and Sacrilege-class heavy assault cruiser respectively.
¶ What an interesting and eventful day this has been!
¶ Before I go any further, I would like to point out that you won’t always see me making an entry into the Defias Brotherhood’s Chronicles on a daily basis. In fact I didn’t intend to write today at all. But the days events were so extraordinary that their telling could not wait.
¶ Today, we continued our business relationship with Dryson Bennington and made a new friend in a pilot named Raven08.
