Reporting in Cmdrs.

Some time has passed since my first log. Like the moment, everything flashes before you when your ship takes the jump through Hyperspace. I had arrived at Colonia, the new civilisation hotspot built for escaping the dangers that life brings remaining in one space. Beautiful sights surround Colonia. Several strange anomolies, which are a must-see. Most of all, Jacques' Station and Dove's Enigma remain in this system.

So what of the journey from my start to Colonia? It was such a blur, racing at speed to collate the intel to claim first discoveries. I have a newfound fire burning inside me to become known for discoveries and tagging multiple of Earth-like, Waterworlds and even candidates for terraforming worlds. There is an unknown buzz, an addiction when seeking these new riches. No one must know the details of these new systems until the information is handed in and confirmed.

Spending a little time in Colonia, I knew it would be cut short. I had to keep moving, I paid my final respects to the Dove Enigma then finished my last shot of rum. I jumped back into the ASP and set alight my thrusters. I leave the station promptly, set my jump plot into the galaxy map before pointing into the correct position. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, boom goes my frameshift drive, kicking into life and throwing me back into my chair. Witchspace is a beautiful looking place, but it takes time to get used to the voices of lost souls. There sound of fear in their voice chills through the bones. In almost an instant, the ship comes to an end of the jump. The feeling is like being struck by a defibrillator, and life flows through you again.

For now, I am heading towards the Void. In anticipation, I keep my wits about me. I know all too well there are strange things out there. Dangerous shadows wander in the dark. I urge to find out who else travels our galaxy.

07 Cmdrs, Out.

Reporting in Cmdrs.

My past is riddled with dark stories, and I come from a world that should not exist. I have lived a life I wish on no one else. I have made many mistakes, many grave mistakes. Recently an error that almost cost my life shook me so strong that it rocked my world. I take on many missions which are so dangerous I could lose everything, including my life. I do not have much choice, I feel I owe it to them, the slave rebellion. I have come from the bottomless pits of slavery, and I am determined to seek revenge for myself and my people. I will rage fury on the people responsible if it is the last thing I do. If it leads to my last breaths.

I start by saying that I am not an explorer. I take no business casually, but a significant passing has crossed light over my eyes. I feel there is more to our galaxy than we all know, even those that govern their rule over mankind. My interest in bounties have run-flat, and I have farmed enough void opals to keep my family surviving. A small fire is burning inside of me that I have not felt before. I have hunger from a different place. I aim to fuel this fire and find what burns of it.

I plan to set a direction in my upgraded ASP Explorer and discover what is in the vast space. I remembered to stock up on reserves, including my own fuel. My mind occasionally gets distracted as I am reminded with the riddles from the whispers. We aren't supposed to talk about them. Most explorers have gone out to find nothing, some have never returned but few are fortunate enough to bring back valuable data. There are rumours of unforeseen matters in the void. The mumble of noise with the echo of inconsistency. There is a legend that has turned to a myth which only a few still believe. I assume, like others, that there are things out there which are being hidden from us. Things we aren't supposed to see. It is only a matter of time as more explorers set their path looking for the unexpected.

I have travelled from Shinrarta Dezhra towards the galaxy edge to find some time for myself. I need a break. I have made it across the Formidine Rift known to cause trouble in the past. Thanks to our new FSD upgrades, I've had little issues. My ASP is relatively comfortable for the journey, probably the better of the choices I have made recently. I like to fly alone, but sometimes it can speed up the process of going insane. Some day I look to take on an apprentice as I cannot continue to work as I do. My concentration works better as I fly solo, the views are beautiful, and I cannot get distracted.

Staring at the end of the hanging galaxy is a view to behold. Many people would love to see this. I always make sure I capture these moments to relive when the times are hard. However, I do not like to stay long in one place for my past will catch up with me. There is danger wherever I choose to go. I decide to head anti-clockwise around the Milky Way to search for wonders. Deep down, anyone would love to be the first to first the significant history. Even if life becomes dangerous, fame and riches are what draws people. I have both, not always from good reason. There are many like me, but everyone has their own tales. We are different, and we forge our own paths. Mine is to plot a route to see Colonia before the long hike up to Beagle Point. I heard it is beautiful up there and you have to see it for your own eyes. I intend to visit SAG A* on the return journey before heading back to Shinrarta Dezhra. Hopefully I find something out of this universe. So, here goes, my journey to explore is about to start.

07 Cmdrs. Out.