Last night was another evening of roaming and finding very little beyond the automated industrial haulers that are so common late at night. After hours of searching, I did finally manage to find a Rifter in the system of Ostingele and after scanning him down, I realized he was chasing me. I laid in wait in a planetary orbit, and he was on me soon enough. We exchanged fire and it wasn’t long before I was at 50% structural integrity. I had him at about 70% armor at that point, when I mysteriously stopped taking damage. I managed to get him closer to 50% armor before I began taking damage again, and the Restock Three exploded. As I warped away, I pondered on why I had that brief period of grace.
I contacted the pilot later to ask how his Rifter was outfitted that he was doing damage so much faster than I had been. He informed me that he used only high-tech guns, and we discussed the merits of other fitting options. It’s strange, this universe where another pirate will try to kill you, and yet offer you advice later on.. and I like it here.
4 comments:
Saw ya around last night but always just missed ya in system. Hopefully we'll cross paths in a more combat oriented nature. Enjoying reading your blog. Keep it up man. :)
Thanks, Tiger! I'm enjoying your stories as well.. I hope to make a cameo in there sometime soon! ;)
Sounds like you're still having fun, Rakkar. Most pirates will respect anyone who actually gives us a good fight. Its more fun for us, if nothing else. Ganking haulers and Executioners is only so satisfying, after all.
I definitely am! And yeah, I've certainly found that most fights I've been in, people have been totally respectable. It's a nice change from my brief stint in FW.
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