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Algintal Reports 1 - Wrtuk Formur
IntroductionStar date Y113.07.22 . This is captain Natelia of Ataraxia Pharmacies, Material Acquisition Division. The bosslady has ordered me to the Algintal constellation in one of the core regions of the Gallente Federation; Sinq Laison. This region houses one of the largest, if not THE largest, trade hub for podders in Federation space which is located in the system of Dodixie along with a wide variety of exquisite and/or exotic clubs and bars where the parties are a blast and the boys are hot. Not far from Dodixie, five jumps or so, is the constellation of Algintal, close to the border of the Minmatar Republic. Popular among tourists for its sites of natural beauty, though, I personally am not too fond of staring at space rock. Besides, the situation in the constellation has taken at turn for the worse as in the recent years Serpentis smugglers have setup camps in many of the tourist spots to support their trade of illegal goods across the Federation-Republic border. The bosslady tells me an ancient human civilization inhabited these systems millennia ago. The Yan Jung nation, she calls them. Apparently it should still be possible to find relics and artifacts from that time at certain archeological sites located especially in the Deltole system. Those are not my current goal for this expedition, though. The bosslady has some old contacts from her time among the Thukkers and these have been helping the Serpentis with establishing a foothold in the constellation. My contact person is one, Wrtuk Formur… I will get into trouble if I have to pronounce her first name. The bosslady is part of some science project and wants me to dig into some reports regarding a strain of rogue drones spotted in Algintal. Shesh, those mechanical monsters always give me the willies, and it does not become any better; apparently these RogDs have been digging through old Yan Jung artifacts too and it has seemingly had a remarkable effect on their behavior. I am ordered (hate that word) to investigate the matter and bring back any item that might appear useful for further research.
Rogue Stock – Trimming the Edges (1 of 4)My meeting place with Miss Formur was at the Municipal Junkyard, which is essentially a huge space dumb with piles of garbage floating about, in the Deltole system. She briefed me thoroughly on my first task: I was curious to get into just what kind of R and R was at stake here and if it would be possible to get a part of it, but I hesitated to ask. Miss Formur sense of fashion was a bit strange to me so I worried her sense of enjoyment would be too. I agreed to head over to look for from drones in the Skeleton Comet and Miss Formur complied with a rather weak joke: Having been warned that the acceleration gates in the Skeleton Comet complex were not configured to allow passage of battleship or larger sized vessels, I had brought my trusty SS Endorphin for the task; a cruiser of the Cynabal class that I obtained recently through an Angel connection. But that is a story for another time (hi hi). Activating the first acceleration gate took me to a stage of the complex called 'Serpentis Survey Site'. As the name suggested, plenty of Serpentis tagged vessels could be spotted, but mostly of frigate classes and none paid particular interest in my appearance. I spotted a few other podder controlled vessel chasing some of the Serpentis smugglers around but no reaction was spotted from those either. I quickly spotted an acceleration gate claiming to connect to the part of the complex invaded by RogDs and headed for that giving the afterburner full throttle. Getting there proved easy peasy. The next stage of the complex, the 'Drone Infested Corridor', was swarming with RogDs. Oh, and some guys appearing to be environmental friendly activists too. Apparently not that friendly to other human beings, though, as apparently they had all managed to be labeled as pirates by the authorities and a sizeable bounty had been place upon their termination. Something a pair of podders was very active in collecting. Paying no more attention to that, I turned my focus to the immense RogD hive that appeared to me. I spotted a considerable number of RogDs either guarding or doing maintenance on the hive structure itself. None of them paid any attention to my presence. Miss Formur had said I should focus on the perimeter guards, and, funny enough, some of the RogDs had that exact designation. With the afterburner it was no problem to close in on these RogDs and let the auto-cannons do the talking. I quickly dispatched a number of RogDs and collected the Aether Hive Link that each of them appeared equipped with; four for Miss Formur and some extras for the bosslady. The remaining RogDs had no time to react before I warped out with my trophies. Or maybe they did not care... you never know how these crazy bots "think". Miss Formur was happy to get her Aether Hive Links and said:
Rogue Crop – Neither Safe nor Sorry (2 of 4)When I asked what to do next she came up with an unpleasant surprise: I mean, I had just been there and did spot the worker drones close to the hive; why did she not just ask me to shoot all the RogDs in the first place? Sheeesh. I tried not to appear too annoyed when I left to go back to the Infested Drone Corridor in the Skeleton Comet complex. And if 'something heavy' was supposed to have been protecting these workers it never appeared when I blasted them to bits. Well, apparently some Neural Bio Links survived the blasting and I brought a couple of these back with me to Miss Formur, and, of course, some for the bosslady too. Miss Formur has quite happy about my findings and her appraisement made me nearly forgive her for sending me back to the Skeleton Comet. I still did not like her choice of lipstick color, though.
Rogue Crop – Root of the Problem (3 of 4)Luckily she had no more needs for me to go back to the Skeleton Comet, instead she wanted me to transport a data report for the research to progress: I simply put the ship on auto-pilot and rested my mind with other issues until the ship reached the destination in Illinfrik. I contacted Miss Formur about the success of the package delivery and she complied.
Rogue Crop – Alpha Strike (4 of 4)After returning to Deltole she had one final assignment for me: Her words about going up a RogD hive all on my own made me a bit nervous as I warped to the co-ordinates I had been provided. But the battle was already over. Or most of it was except an immense lone RogD apparently left behind to patrol the area. Though, being equipped with mostly large sized weaponry it was an easy matter for my nimble cruiser to duck under the incoming beams and get into distance for my cannons do their magic. In few seconds the RogD was a crumbling wreck. Sensing no other hostiles nearby (that could move, at least) I started looking through the wreckages of RogDs left behind. Something identified by my ships scanner as a 'Shattered Hive Mind Cage' caught my interest. A few bullet holes allowed me to collect what was inside, and sure enough there was a piece of Cognitive Hive Mind in there. This I returned to Miss Formur and she praised me again:
Final RemarksHow nice! Maybe bluish-purple is the new fashion color among Thukkers. Miss Formur was so pleased that she promised to recommend my work to other members within the Thukkers and gave me a good pile of ISK for my efforts. All good, except I did not tell Miss Formur about my other finding at the last RogD site. I will get into that on my next report. Top Contributors For This Page |
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