I had spent countless hours, days, weeks even, traversing the bubble of human occupied space in our Galaxy. I had learned of of several people who had unique skills which would allow me to make significant improvements to my growing fleet of ships. They all wanted something from me before they would share their skills with me, however. Some wanted rare goods, others just wanted credits or gold. There is one I have yet to meet who wants me to increase my combat rank in the Pilots Federation a considerable amount, so I have yet to receive an invitation to her workshop.

In any case, it had been too long in systems with too many people doing the bidding of others. I felt the black calling me, and had to give in to the urge. On this trip, I had heard of a distant part of the galaxy that some were attempting to start new lives in, an area away from the constant political struggles of Federation, Empire, and Alliance, and further away from an ever encroaching Thargoid threat.