After having a few engineers present themselves to me in various parts of the known galaxy, curiosity now demanded that I make the pilgrimage to see what they are all about, what they can offer and most importantly what they want.
Throughout your career in the universe you will do certain actions that will, like the eye of Sauron, divert their gaze to you.
The first introduction was received by space mail. A little vague in the description, but you receive an avatar of who wants to deal with you, their position in the vast galaxy and their initial demand for them to at least receive you before any work for upgrades can begin.
Here I have gained the interest of 5 engineers. Though one remains illusive to me as I have not quite met the requirements.
Now that they are entered onto my ships logs, I can see what items they can work on. Whilst that is great, I have no idea what they can do to these items, only one way to find out.
So the first two questions I had to answer, well maybe 3 was…
1)What ship did I want to upgrade
2)Which items from the engineers I know did I wish to have work done to.
3)What in the name of Thargoids do they want for such work.
Scratching my head and sipping along on whatever they call this alcoholic drink in the depths of the Skrippo’s red light district, I reluctantly retrain my thoughts from the exotic dancer with multiple limbs to the task at hand. My Python, whilst a convenient multipurpose ship, suffers horribly from a small jump range. Also whilst supporting a big bad shield generator, enemy ships seem to plink it down a little too easily. Rubbing my chin and slapping what I can only think is the behind on this alien exotic dancer, the choice was made to take the introduction of Elvira Martuuk who specialty encompases both the frame shift drive and shield generators.
Two birds one stone and all that (or so I thought). With another butt slap, a strategically placed credit and a cheeky wink, I leave Skripo’s finest and head to my hangar.
Firing up my Python, and looking over at the empty right seat, I can’t help but think how great a Wookie would be sitting there. Time to check out where Elvira is and how long it will take to get there.
350ish light years, that’s a bit of a run in this lazy bird.
Now lets have a look where in the system is she located.
Got the system and planet, lets take a closer look where I will be heading on this planet to find her.
Elvira, however, wants as her handshake gift, 3 items of Soontil relics. They are not found in many places. A quick call to my black market and slave smuggling friends eventually I found a station that houses them. Its not good news as its over 200 light years to get the relics, and not really in the direction of Elvira. My imaginary Wookie and I will need more booze for this trip.
Co-ordinates entered and jumps calculated I am off on my way. Obviously my fuel tank covers not even half of this distance and I am perturbed by the fact there are a string of suns on my route that are incompatible with fuel scooping. An imaginary Raaaaarrrrrrrrr from the right hand seat suggest some strategic stops to ensure we have the endurance to make our destination.
The flight was long and uneventful and watching a Wookie cough up orange fur balls during the flight, I was glad to be down and out of the ship for a while. Scouring the markets, I see the Soontil Relics I am after but there isn’t many here. I need 3 and only 8 up for grabs… " Grab my wallet Chewy, its time to power shop! "