Freistadt Base, Omega 7

The insurance company won't let me out again until I promise not to go near the wrecks. Something about this being the third time they've had to shell out for a new ship and how there's no premium high enough to pay for a third ransom to the Corsairs. I don't know; some people have no sense of adventure.

Well, I'd better do as the bean counters say. I'll be continuing on my eastward journey, then.