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Tag: wormholes

An Anonymous Benefactor

Three days ago Devan and I ventured into a wormhole. He wanted to see about the feasibility of starting up some official operations in w-space as a way to attract new blood to the corp and inject activity again. But first we needed to investigate, do some recon, and generally gain some first-hand experience.

Knowing we might be in for a bit of trouble, I took Scarab in and Devan was flying his Proteus, Tahkisis. It seemed appropriate, given these ships are based on technology brought back from w-space in the first place. Right? We thought we were prepared. After all, the last few wormholes we’d gone into had been a piece of cake.

Instead, we had our asses handed to us.

Devan had a scanner on hand and tracked down some anomalies within the system we landed in. The first few resolved to a couple of innocuous belts and a gas cloud, and everything seemed to be going well. Then we happened across a structure…and it was crawling with Sleepers!

The last time I lost a ship it was due to inattention. This time I was ready (or so I thought), my crew was ready (or so I thought), yet Devan and I both barely had time to react. It happened so fast… They swarmed us and before I knew it he was screaming at me to bug out. I didn’t realize it then but his ship had already been lost, bringing the entire swarm’s force to bear on myself. The logs show the killing blow was laid by something designated only as “Orthus”.

My Legion disintegrated around me in the blink of an eye. Even if the crew had a chance to escape the burning wreck, the Sleepers still got them immediately after, and I barely got out alive myself. My capsule sustained a glancing blow that nearly shredded it as it hit warp. It’s the closest I’ve ever been to being podded.

Most definitely a failure. We retreated, shaken and defeated, to Bereye, knowing that plan was scrap. Devan did some checking with the community and it turns out they’ve come up with their own rating system. We’d stumbled into a “Class 5”, whereas the others would have been “Class 1” or “Class 2”. Given this variance we’ll have to get TGPI back on its feet some other way before we consider wormhole space again. How exactly we’re going to do that is still up for debate.

The odd thing is… Today when I checked my account I noticed the balance was much, much higher than I remembered. In the night, someone deposited enough ISK into my wallet to replace the Legion and then some. I queried the bank and was only told the funds are legit. The identity of the person who gave it to me is unknown, and the only note he or she left with the deposit was, “Sorry for your loss.”

I’m alarmed…but also intrigued.


Wormhole Spelunking

Today I ventured into space for the first time since losing Mourning Star to the Amarr slavers. I’ve had a terrible time dealing with “phantom ship” syndrome… At first I could not sleep for the constant feeling of still being connected to the Armageddon, the terrible wrenching sensations of the ship being torn apart around me, sudden injections of panic hearing the hull breach alarms over and over and confusion over why I never heard the shield or armor breach warnings… Visions of the faces of the crew that I lost…

It took a few days to work up the nerve, but in thinking about it I wondered if re-establishing links with a ship would override the phantom feelings I couldn’t block out myself, like when you’re a kid and fall off your bicycle. If you don’t get back on it right away… So I decided to bring Happy Face of Death out of mothballs and put only a skeleton crew on her.

Devan has kept himself busy by refining his skill in scanning down the wormholes that now proliferate through local space since the Seyllin disaster a month ago. Today he found one here. Eric was off on some errand or other and despite the fact capsuleers all over the cluster are now happily making new homes or kingdoms or whatever for themselves in these uncharted zones that are supposedly another galaxy away from us, I couldn’t let Devan go in alone.

It was beautiful and quiet on the other side. Scans showed nothing save trinary suns, a sprawling system of planets and a vast orangey nebula the likes of which I have never seen in New Eden.

An amazing star system in wormhole space

An amazing star system in wormhole space

We encountered no one as we toured the area, though we did happen upon what looked like an abandoned space station of ancient design.

Sleeper station in a spark cloud

Sleeper station in a spark cloud

Eventually we came back to the wormhole and exited safely into Bereye.

Devan, I think, is more than a little entranced by the idea of going into w-space again. I hesitate to agree… There are enough problems in our own cluster to worry about before we go mucking about in someone else’s backyard. But…I have to admit the scenery was lovely and it was nice for once to have a flight that didn’t end in fire and death for anyone.

When I disconnected, the Mourning Star was no longer with me, except in memory. I was relieved…but I will never forget.