“Experience keeps a dear school, but fools will learn in no other.” – Benjamin Franklin
Few nights back I decided I couldn’t take the boredom anymore of sitting in the home station waiting for something to happen. I also knew that if a roam started there would be 30+ in the fleet in no time which just becomes an exercise in frustration for me personally. So, I fitted up a Crusader and thought I could spend some time making bookmarks around Pure Blind. After a bit I notice that I’m right near a border to Placid low-sec. My security status had been climbing a bit too close to positive for my liking so I thought I’d go pick a fight or two.
Typical of most solo roams there wasn’t a lot going on. I did, however, jump into a system and picked up a Caracal and Ishkur on scan in a belt and ratting. I hit warp and just as I’m loading grid the Ishkur is warping off. Missed. They left system through the gate opposite me (of course) so I just continued roaming. After about half an hour trying to find something to shoot I make up my mind to go over to Syndicate and see if I can stir up something there. As luck would have it I run into those same exact pilots on my way out. Scan, locate and warp. On my way the Iskur disappears and the Caracal turns into a pod. Not sure what is going on as the grid loads and I see the Caracal’s wreck, the pilot’s pod and quite a few belt rats. As I’m looting the wreck and popping the pod, the Ishkur lands right on top of me (fail on my part for not watching my D-scan) and scrambles. I happily engage but end up popping just as he’s entering hull. Had a nice convo with him afterward.
I re-ship in Dodixie and head over to PF- in another ‘sader. By this time I’m getting tired but I’m equally motivated to get at least one kill before the night is over. Fully expecting a camp in PF- or FD-, I throw caution to the wind and go for it. The hunt begins in earnest once I’m a few jumps in. As I hop into 3KNK-A there are a total of two pilots. Warp to a safe and start scanning. Nemesis? Really? I think to myself he’s got to be at a POS but as I land near the planet and scan I pick him up in a belt. With a sense of pure disbelief, I land on top of him, point and melt him. He says something about the rats but you have to wonder who rats in a Nemesis.
I log off for the night in a station. Next evening I’m wanting to head back out as I’m not happy with the fit on my Crusader and I intend to re-rig it in Gallente high-sec. As luck would have it, the locals took care of the problem for me. As I’m in warp to the PF gate in FD- I pick up several Vagabonds, a Scimitar and Sabre. Sure enough, they’re camping the gate. I jump anyway and find the rest of their gang on the other side who proceed to pop my Crusader with ease.
Back to the drawing board for a bit better fit. I also have a fit for a Vengeance and Arbitrator that I want to try out.