New beginings

First I believe an introduction is due, to some I am known as Hatley. Officially, however the Caldari Navy has me on record as serial number 25081197. I am what some in this ‘verse would call a criminal. I prefer to think of it as a Professional Opportunity Manager. In short, I am a pirate.

It wasn’t always this way, for quite a while I was a simple miner, content to supply the things others needed to get rich, well richer than me anyway. We dealt with pirates as they came, usually by fleeing back to the nearest station and forfeiting what goods we couldn’t quickly stash in our cargo holds in hopes that it would appease them.

However, there was always a respect there for them and the boldness to see what they wanted and take it, not simply living day to day for the status-quo. I began to research, listen to their feeds, check their killboards and soon I found myself wanting to be one of “Them”. It was at this point I gave up my mining career and took a journey, the how, where and why is unimportant but I was gone for several months.

Upon my return to civilization, I realized that much had changed and I knew that I could see what I want and now it was my time to reach out and take it, or forever live with the regret of “what might have been” . And so I began to retrace the info feeds and frequencies of the local pirates, many were the same, “Join now, no experience needed” or “All welcome”  Now I am sure that everything has it’s place and purpose but I was looking for something different. It was then that I stumbled upon an advert for a company that required documentation of 5 solo kills as a demonstration of ability. It was then that I knew that the challenge had been laid before me, would I accept and carry out this calling, or would I simply fade back to my mining days and only dream of what could be?

I crossed the point of no return.

I began contact with the Corporation leader, a Mr. Ka Jolo and soon all I was missing from my completed application was the proof of kills.

Let the Hunt Begin.

I managed to get my hands on a cheap rifter with what was left of my mining fortune and soon had it with the bare essentials a young pirate would need.

The first target brought forth all the nervous energy that one could expect and then some, I was no longer the hunted but the hunter, but as I flew into one of the many asteroid belts in the Amamake solar system I saw a lone Rupture mining away, maybe on auto-pilot as it was rather late. I was so nervous that I almost fumbled the warp scramble! But soon it was locked and the Stasis Webifier had taken hold as my 125mm gatling cannons began to pierce the defenses of the ship. Soon there was a loud pop and then an explosion that rattled my small Rifter to the core.

I had done it! I had taken my first step into the path that I longed for.

As I peered through the wreckage I found a few salvageable Items that were of no real use to me now, but that would sell for enough to let me upgrade my ship and have a little fun to boot.

They all didn’t come as easily and I lost a few ships along the way, but one by one the kills came, I was able to shift into a few surplus Caldari vessels as I preferred the safety of their range to the speed and structural integrity of the Minmitar ships ( I swear some of them are held together by little more than chewing gum and tape )

And so it was that yesterday I returned to Mr Jolo with the proof of my kills in hand. It was then that I became…

A Tusker.

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