Wherever The Wind Blows
Two maggots joined us for this medium sized mission. First we travelled a short distance to Onath's fort, where we were met by hoards of black clad civilians bearing hoards of freshly barbequed meat. Yumm. From there we passed through the Davis wormhole, on to Alewife and through the long barren paths which let out into the perilous Belmont System. While patrolling the perimeter of the fresh pond Nebula we encountered in the darkness a large crowd of drunken pubescent hu-mans on holiday from the Dedham System. Nosepicker proudly mounted his HARV in the nude, but was pulled down into a drasted pit of heavily radiated dark energy. He emerged unharmed, but covered in mud. After a brief leave socializing with the drunken pubescent hu-mans, we re-mounted our ships and headed back to the fort. Overall, a great mission, with no major mechanical problems and a lot of bad rap music.