The Saga of Grendel and Goldilocks, pt. 1
14 Oct 2017Ohgren
So I'm heading out to visit this derelict station in the hermitage system. I'm a freelancer who got started in trading by making beer runs for my greasy-tech ship-mechanic buddies as a wee lad back home in Yakabugai. Nowadays I do a little bit of everything, whatever pays the credits to keep my python flying. I figure there might be some good salvage or data scan opportunities at the old station. You don't know if you don't go. I just had a quiet visit with Felicity Farseer while she tuned up my FSD so I was ready to stretch my python's new legs. Felicity even did a nice little upgrade on my shield boosters for next to nothing. Charged me 1 phosphorous or something like that. Cheap at twice the price.Anywho, I jump into this Grendel system. Grendel? What izzat? Some ancient Sol legend? I'm just about to punch into the next system when I notice a line of seven beautiful ringed gas giants with major reserves and an orbiting Coriolis station only a few clicks out from the entry star. Sweet! Pew Pew Pew, cash in, R&R, then back on my way.
Simple plan. But simple plans have a way of getting complicated, don't they? I'm nearing the first ringed planet when I see that there's only low and hazardous RES in the rings. Now, I'm pretty much mostly semi-ok in a dogfight. I worked my way up to a master combat rating and all but I do like it when the cops are around to bail my sorry ass out of a jam. Haz is just plain out of my league. The low? Well, it's a little low, isn't it? Any rational person would say "Nah, never mind." at this point. Me, I say "Aaaah hell, I'm here!" so I keep on flying towards the station, Skvortsov Dock. Dumb, dumb, dumb. (To be continued...)