I think it's important I start out this author / reader relationship with a background of my eve career such as who I am, what I have done, and where I have been. I hope this blog provides enjoyable reading for you because I do not write this to cater to my readers, but simply to share my story, thoughts, ideas, and experience. It can be taken with a grain, or mountain of salt. That part is up to you the reader.
This story starts in a station. In 2010 I started my first eve experience and signed up for my month trial; starting things right away. Needless to say I was over and underwhelmed by my first experience. The stories I had heard didn't seem possible in such a point and click atmosphere.
8 months later, I find myself miraculously signing up a new account to join with some friends I met through another game I was playing at the time. (Non other than minecraft of all games). I was promised a corporation to join and a friends to help me learn the game and understand why it has so much praise.
The local asteroid belts of Onnamon and other Black Rise systems kept my newly fitted covetor busy between station docks. I knew very little about my ships controls, the space I was in, or the people I was flying with, but it was enough to get by. I kept hearing them talking of hull configurations I had never heard of. Tech this and tech that. I spent most of my evenings after a good mineral haul, browsing station databases, keeping brushed up on terminology.
"Wormhole space," they said.
"Many riches to be had," they said.
Knowing very little of wormholes and their risk or reward, it ultimately would lead to my first death in since I gained my space legs.