03 July 3304 - A New Home
03 Jul 2018Worvern Scar
Logbook Entry #1Date: 3rd of July, 3304
Things have been interesting ever since I got that Sidewinder to start my career. So much has happened since then. I figured it was a good idea to start writing all of this down.
Well things started to get interesting the moment I ditched it that Sidewinder for a Hauler. Eventually worked my way to get myself a Type-6 but things started to turn ugly at that point. I joined the Alliance, thinking they were the good guy out of the 3 and I'd be pretty safe doing jobs for them.
Turned out that hauling cargo for them wasn't an easy job. Stingy bastards in every station. Refused to pay me a dime more unless I did a handful of jobs for them. Getting my Type-7 took years of work with the rate I was being paid. I had to trade in my Type-6 to afford a half-decent FSD to get me around.
By that time I was sick and tired of this. Everything. The pirates that kept indericting me with 'anonymous' tips they happen to get and the Alliance paying me like shit. I had enough one day and left them. My contractors suddenly started pushing assassination and bounty hunting missions the second we got to know each other. Guess Mr. Edmund isn't such a peaceful guy like he made himself out to be.
I left Gateway the moment I got the chance. The Alliance wasn't my home, and the Federation was bound to put me in one of their fighter ships if I signed up with them. Only left me 2 choices. Join the Empire or go out into the deep space to join one of those cutthroat Pirate Factions.
Serving 'her highness' can't be that bad I thought at the time. Aisling Duval seemed less intent on murdering and enslavement compared to the others. A bit too much into propaganda and media for my taste but at least I dont have to kill. Headed over to her HQ to sign myself up and see what happened then.
Hated the place when I got there. Patrols everywhere and people talking nonstop. Did a few missions to deliver some data. Not my favorite thing to do but I didn't have much of a choice. When I got back, I was offered a special job to deliver something for the Imperial Navy. Most I got from the spokeperson that gave me a rundown was something about ship privileges. The design puts me off but that thing they call an Imperial Cutter can carry cargo like no other.
I ended up in some remote solar system. Purungurawn. Desloate place if I'd ever seen one. Only one station was floating around here and it was at the opposite end where I jumped to coming in. 150k+ light years away.
When I got there the security was quiet but doing their job as I was pulling in and the people living here kept to themselves. Had a feeling I was about to find out why. Figured I get a night's rest before figuring out what this place was all about. Borrelly Hub is what they called it. Funny name. Won't have to worry about pirates coming out here at least.
This is CMDR Worvern Scar. Concluding Logbook Entry #1. Current situations are:
- Abandoned the Alliance
- Joined the Empire under Aisling Duval
- Docked at Purungurawn
- Missions completed and turned in
- Ship in good condition
- Credit balance nominal
- Current Relations Neutral but relaxed