The Lost Pages of Past

What does it mean to be a traveler? Is it to go through the emptiness of space hoping for the next break? Does it mean to put faith in the system that holds us all together?

WRONG

Sure that may work if you want to die and be left stranded waiting for the next one. We did not believe in hope. We do not believe in luck. We believe in taking control of our future by force. We will never back down from a fight no matter how great the sacrifice. We will plunder and steal from anyone unworthy of hauling…anyone unworthy of production because that’s what it means to live and thrive in this universe.

The Reckoning

Will you be the next scrap floating in space? Will you be our next target? Don’t be, join us. Don’t fight, join and combine our strength and guarantee you have a fleet of fighters, protectors, and destroyers on your side and not the side our going against.

Hiring Practices

We engage in a controversial hiring tactics which some may say is like “indentured servitude.” If we ever come across a “unworthy” cargo hauler or something similar we will always seek to disable and board the vessel with full intentions of recruiting any players aboard and will often loan out several million AUEC to help with our causes. We will supply battle ready loadouts for any ship to make you combat effective even without the experience. We will help teach where we can but true skill will be up to you.

The Story of the Lone Voyager that Perished

They all say to become someone important, someone worthy of respect one must conquer space and become strong. One Traveler heard that and rushed to New Deal in search for a ship to buy to do just that. With only 768,453 AUEC in his wallet most of which he had to borrow, he walked in went right to the sales associate and with a smile on his face told him to help him buy a ship. With only a little experience in such things as he grew up thinking he was eventually just going to be a miner with a local company he did his best to do everything right. The salesman helped him out with his very first ship. He was excited! He could not wait to take off in a ship he could call his own. The salesman helped him aboard and a small tour of his brand new Drake Cutter a ship he could call his own. It had a bed, a table, and some cargo space so he could finally make some money and become better than he was currently, The sound of those engines roaring to life and the life support beeping as everything was coming alive like a dream he had when he was just a kid running through the alleyways. Finally he was able to make his own path through the stars.

Going through preparing for his first journey, stocking up on MRE’s and Cruz Lux. Getting his first multi-tool with tractor beam and a worn space suit from his father before him. Thinking he was finally able to succeed he loading everything up and sent his first hanger request for take-off. Lifting off the pad for the first time felt unreal. The controls were shaking in his hands. He heads to the nearest station and starts to ask around doing his best to learn everything as fast as possible. He gets his first contract, small but it didn’t matter it was a huge set to finally being able to pay his family back for all the help they gave him. Loading up the 4 cargo spaces on his ship with medical supplies for a nearby station he thinks to himself that life could not be better. Realizing that he can make more doing this than he could flying as a miner he loads even faster. Getting everything strapped down and secured he takes off and heads to make the delivery. He gets there and dropped off the medical supplies and gets a notification that his wallet was updated. Takes a look and sure enough he just made 30k just for that simple fly and delivery. Excited he jumps around in his ship and lets out a large breathe knowing this is what he enjoys.

Off he goes making delivery after delivery. Making money at every stop. He’s now made well over 4 million and has paid everyone back in his family that helped him get to where he was. Though hungry for the power and respect that is always talked about in every corner of the universe he decides to become bigger. Taking on loans and purchasing his first real cargo ship that could protect him in case of emergencies…the Drake Corsair. Finally a ship where he had plenty of room and fire power to take on more contracts. He gets restless. Cargo running is no longer enough. He lands at a station and gets with someone from the Bounty Hunters Guild . He takes his first contract and downs a small time criminal above a cave on Wala. Feeling that rush, that adrenalin he knows he needs more. “Easy money” he thinks so he continues. 2 years go by and he’s held in high respect by his fellow Bounty Hunters and praised for his combat prowess. Just like many before him however, it was never enough, he craved to be respected by everyone. With the praise from his fellow hunters feeding his ego there was nothing to stop him. He heard on one of his hunts from a guy he tracked down that the real respect and the power came from the other side of the Pyro Jump-Gate. He was always warned never to go there but with his ego he thought he was untouchable.

He picks up a Ling hauling delivery and heads out. Gets to the jump gate and just watched as people are returning and leaving through this massive hole that opens and closes. He heads towards the worm hole and turns his jump drive that he has never used before and looks forwards. Notices his electronics start to freak out and sees the message “Activate Jump Gate.” He hits confirms the message and a large pulse come from his ship and this hole starts to open wide. Systems getting louder and he gets sucked in by his ship. He’s nervous at first but calms down and puts trust in himself as he’s navigating his way though. Amazed that he’s finally doing it he gets comfortable and navigates through like a pro! A sudden stop happens and he looks back up and he realized he made it. He’s in Pyro the system that everyone has always warned him about. Catching his breath he opens up his navigation and routes to his destination. Just like many cargo hauls in the past he makes it there drops off his cargo and just like routine a chirp happens and he’s been paid out, nearly 500k for just one delivery. He is so excited he just gets up from his ship and starts to celebrate to his accomplishments. Finally he’s making his mark in not one but two star systems. He goes to the nearest station Checkmate, and finally sees what people warned him about. The place looked like it was falling apart. Hardly a station worthy of his respect, “a station like this should just be demolished and taken for parts,” he thought. Getting out and exploring he realized that this station is not that of one ran by the government, but by those which he tracked down with the Bounty Hunters Guild. He needed that respect though so so continued through doing bounties and mercenary work to build his reputation up in this new home of his.

4 years go by and on a day just like any day before he wakes up from checkmate and starts getting a few things loaded that he’s collected over years and years of work and collecting. Loading up a few SCU’s of illegal substances that he’s got with him and his trusted weapons. He had his own armory inside his flying castle. Over 15 million worth of weapons and 5 million worth of cargo. He makes his jump to Stanton’s Gateway and falls asleep at the controls feeling safe, he’s done this a thousand times what ever would go wrong he had respect, money, a little power. What did he have to worry about. Halfway through this jump the ship starts to scream, alarms going off everywhere. Its too late. He cannot react in time. His ship stops in the middle of space and he sees nothing. He scans the area and 5 targets appear. He didn’t even worry turned on his combat mode and proceeded to attack with everything he had. It did not matter how hard he fought, they were too fast, too skilled. He gets one targeted and starts to fire and he loses the lock. Before he knew it the shield warning came on and he had no more protection. He tries to escape but doesn’t go anywhere. He looks down at his status screen and his engines aren’t responding. He thinks this is it and tries to jump away but before he knew it he got hit with an EMP and he had no power. With nothing else he could do he keeps trying to restart his engines and he hears the sound of his rear hatch being blown open. He puts his his helmet on and prepares for them to come in. They don’t come in that far however they strip his ship clean from all the cargo inside and leave him behind. The ship he has flown for years crippled, unable to do anything. He walks back to his cargo bay and just sees everything thrown about and everything worth anything gone. Only thing left was a hologram puck with a message. He hits play and it starts the message that basically told him to never fly solo and to join their group for protection and help throughout the verse.

He sits down, head in his hands wondering how this could have happened. However he never takes no for an answer. He looks up the messengers name from the hologram while standing on his destroyed ship and calls him. The guy picks up and after about 30 minutes of discussions he decides to join these guys. He had no experience with others but he knew with their help he could become better. He accepts the offer made by the group and finally relaxed they explain a few things and the group tells him they they will come find him when he wakes. Confused because he didn’t know what they meant by wake up he asked a question like “do you mean regeneration? I don’t have the ability to regenerate to a station my body is not compatible” but the transmission never went through and all he hears from outside is a large missile coming towards the ship…then the explosion happens…BOOM… Everything went black. He was no more. His Legacy, his Fame, his Reputation, all gone in a moment.

In this world not everyone can regenerate from death. not everyone can do everything by themselves. However everyone needs a team, needs allies. Join Paladyn to ensure you don’t become like that lone traveler. We have your back in everything!