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[Player Story] Ahbazon Adventures

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This story was shared with full consent from Tommy Yaken, who provided the fundamentals for what is laid out here. A thank you also goes out to De W Javqe, Chris Halsky, and Apollo Alenak for their small part in this tale of daring-do.

Escalation hunting can be profitable business in EVE Online. Although highsec ratting usually doesn’t bring entire bank rolls of ISK, combat anomalies can sometimes escalate into far more lucrative opportunities, spawning new sites a couple of jumps out from wherever you completed the original anomaly…

Neighboring systems such as the infamous Ahbazon, a permanently camped hellscape of many a ship loss.

It was just yesterday that Tommy Yaken, EVE University Junior FC, shared a rather humorous screenshot in the Discord general chat. Reactions from fellow Unistas were swift – prepare to die, Tommy. However, some few including Bombers Bar FC De W Javqe were not so cautious. After all, the survival instinct of a man who yeets bombers and recon ships straight into the firing line of capital ships had died off many aeons ago. “Do it,” he encouraged Tommy in the timeless words of the late and great Emperor Palpatine.

Sensing an opportunity, Tommy spoke his terms and conditions clearly. “If you compensate my Jackdaw [the ship he was escalation farming with], you get the loot if I make it and escape”. More enterprising souls jumped on this opportunity. Chris Halsky, Main Community Lead and staunch betting man, and Apollo Alenak, EVE Uni Roaming FC, heard the clinking of ISK chips. In a fit of telepathic connection, they posed their question at exactly the same moment.

“How much is your Jackdaw?”

Thus, a deal was made. Apollo and Chris would share the reimbursement of Tommy’s Jackdaw if he attempted to run the escalation in Abhazon and didn’t make it out. In return, if Tommy made it, he would pay half of the loot to Apollo, and for Chris he would write an AAR with what he tried to do, what any mistakes where, and how it all happened. An opportunity for learning and revelry, true to the fundamental Uni spirit.

“Deal,” said Tommy, and the pact was written.

When the author of this story awoke the next morning, he found that Tommy had completed his venture with great glee. Right there in the general chat awaited a screenshot of Tommy’s Jackdaw in Ahbazon, with a loot window, as well as a detailed after-action report of his successes. Ingeniously, Tommy had used the most effective type of ship tank in EVE – timezone tank. He took an unusual entry into Ahbazon at a quiet time of day, with only a small crowd in the system’s local. Immediately, he began to bounce around the place, making safe bookmarks to bounce to in case of trouble.

That said and done, his entry into the site saw him realize just how uncomfortably close he was to the Shera and Hykkota gates, both oft-targeted by Ahbazon campers. Nevertheless undaunted, Tommy set his directional scanner to watch closely for combat probes amidst the many Algeese, Arazus and Falcons, and got to work.

Some time later, he arrived at EVE University’s main staging in Stacmon. Heart racing, D-scan finger suffering intense Repetitive Strain Injury, but the spoils of his efforts were safe. A welcome payout of deadspace armour modules. Content, Tommy set to paying out Apollo and writing Chris his vaunted AAR. A few hours passed, and the story was immortalized right here on the EVE Uni Blog.

Well done Tommy!

[Player Story] He’s A Betting Man

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The EVE Uni Abyssal community is an active and thriving space full of eager capsuleers ready to risk life and limb in that dangerous corner of lost space. Many a newbro filter in to our Abyssals discord channel every day, sharing their joys and sorrows, telling the tales of their glory, or asking for tips and advice on how to improve their play and progress up the Abyssal tier ladder. Our experienced Abyssal vets offer their insight built upon hundreds of runs, showcasing our developed and thought-out resources, offering new players a clear pathway and progress track to dive further and further into Abyssal Deadspace.

The Abyssal chat is not only rife with information, knowledge and advice, but it has grown its own microcosm of in-jokes, memes, general nonsensery and crazy ideas. So did the gregarious and ever-likeable Capitaine Forgeronne speak a bet on the 9th of August. The hallowed words rang plainly through the Uni Discord, a challenge laid down in writing for all daredevils to undertake:

“I’ll send 100 [million ISK] for a video of someone taking down a Calm [Tier 1 Abyssal] in an Endurance or Prospect.”

Who could refuse such a worthwhile challenge? Every Abyssal runner worth their salt would give it an attempt. Immediately, the bell rang for Chris Halsky, EVE University Highsec Community Lead, an experienced Abyssal runner and provider of knowledge himself. He’s never been shy of a wacky idea and promised Capitaine he would do it, but…

Before Chris could even finish the thought, EVE Uni Events Manager Turlough Dominian was already on the case. Everyone that knows Turlough knows he is a very “crazzy” individual, throwing caution to the wind at any chance he gets. A beautifully joyous soul, Turlough is always in the mood for fun and revelry, and this challenge was no different to him. Mere hours after Capitaine’s bet had gone out, Turlough rang out in his typical cadence.

“im uploading the video now , get that iskies ready big boi :D”

Indeed, for all of us to see then and there came the video of an Endurance being put through the motions in a Tier 1 “Electriacal” [sic] filament. Halfway into hull with many a mistake made that brought some of the more experienced Abyssal runners in chat to the edge of tears. In his ever-positive style, Turlough emphasized that this was a great way to show newer players how not to fight the spawns he had gotten. And that all is not even mentioning the diabolically festive music Turlough had chosen for his video background, a ragtag cacophony of guitar-whistle-violin party music. Because there’s just nothing quite like blowing up Triglavians to the tune of a toddler’s birthday bash, is there?

100M ISK secured, with a tale to tell for it.

If you like Abyssals, want to do crazy stuff in them, or just want to learn more, check out the Uni Wiki’s resources on Abyssal Deadspace. The handy sidebar on the right will link you to a great many resources on running yourself and offer you a researched progression through the tiers, perfect for starting out. If you are a Uni member or wish to become one down the line, never hesitate to reach out in our Abyssals Discord channel, and we’ll help you get sorted!

[NEWS] UniWiki Downtime for Software Upgrades

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Attention Capsuleers,

As many of you know, for years the UniWiki managed by EVE University has provided capsuleers all over New Eden access to the most comprehensive repository of knowledge on all things New Eden and Anoikis. Thanks to the countless hours of work by volunteers both within and outside (thank you!) EVE University, its archives of information grow every hour. Thank you to anyone that has ever made a wiki edit or contributed to the UniWiki in any way.

On behalf of EVE University, we want to inform you that the UniWiki‘s software will be upgraded by the Information Services Directorate of EVE Uni. As a result, the UniWiki will be offline for up to 48 hours. During this period, you will not be able to access the UniWiki. Please plan accordingly.

Scheduled Downtime:

Scheduled Downtime:

  • Start: Saturday, 22nd, 11:00, at EVE downtime
  • End: Saturday, 22nd, 15:00

The Directorate may postpone the upgrade slot for Sunday, 23rd, with the same start and end timeframe.

It is important to note that in the wake of these upgrades, it is possible that certain Wiki pages may look out of place or suffer broken formatting or appearances. We will do our level best to repair any broken pages as soon as possible, and rely on others to flag these pages to us or roll up their sleeves and get to work themselves. Editing the UniWiki is available to any Capsuleer logging in to the wiki through ESI, regardless of affliations. Those with questions about helping out or wanting to flag broken pages are always welcome to contact Wiki Manager Arin Mara (linked below) or jump into the EVE University Discord to talk to us in our public channels.

We apologise for any inconvenience and hope that you continue to enjoy the UniWiki’s unparalleled archives when they get their new coat of paint.

Warm regards,

Communications Manager Amfion Bravais

Wiki Manager, Arin Mara

[Player Story] A Newbro’s Tale #3

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A short tale by EVE University’s Doctor Taunu – full credit to them.

My career as an explorer surely but steadily advances. The training of the last few skills to fly a fully fledged Buzzard instead of my trusty fledgling Heron are almost at an end. I would fly it into a sun as a goodbye, but it will reside in my hangar instead.

With this advancement in skills also comes an advancement in experience. Scanning a system down takes less time, the hacking game is becoming increasingly easy. But wealth is a hit or a miss. My usual point of entry is an empty system in high sec, but more often than not is the wormhole at the other end plundered, leaving only some tunnels to the next pocket in J-space.

So, time for a strategy change: on to low sec to venture forth from there. And yes, first try, great findings! I started my chain of wormholes. I paused, if only briefly, to marvel at monolith floating in space, full of stars. I collected a nice 75 million, and as that felt quite enough, I went to a nearby station, calling my hauler and trader alt. She flew to my current system, where a nice contract was waiting for her. She picked up the goods, and flew back home.

That was the plan. That monolith was a bad omen it seems. At one of the waypoints in low sec, a squad of Catalysts was camped where a moment ago space was empty. A skirmish so it appeared. But I needed to pass, and I tried for the next system. Tried is the key word here, as right when I uncloaked and started accelerating, I was held down by a few tracking beams. It spelled my doom. My loot, my Sunesis, and my trusty pilot went up in flames.

I mourned the loss of the ship and of the cargo.

Next time I’ll slip away before their eyes. But for now, they got their spoils, just as I will from the next exploration.

[Player Story] A Newbro’s Tale #2

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A short tale by EVE University’s Doctor Taunu – full credit to them.

Having survived my previous ordeal as an explorer, I got the taste of the thrill in danger. With my newfound wealth, I upgraded to Sister’s Core Probes and Relic II and Hacking II analyzers.

I set out with a plan: enter a wormhole from low sec, go to a safe spot in the system and… log off. I wanted to be sure that I could not return to where I entered. And I did, right before the 11:00 shutdown.

I returned later that evening. And yes, my entry wormhole ended its lifetime, but my adventure had just begun. Scanning actually proved that there was an exit to high sec, but some freighter was going back and forth rolling the entrance. I presumed this wormhole was their home, and they wanted to keep it that way. Further evidence was that this wormhole had no safe relic nor data sites left. So I scanned down the system, found a few wormholes, and one of them went to a C2 system as evidenced by the black cloud on the side of the ‘eye’ of the wormhole. So I went, deeper.

Jackpot, a nice set of cosmic signals to scan. And yes, a few were ruined/central. Loot: 10 million ISK. Not enough. My thirst for adventure and ISK said: go deeper in the rabbit(worm)hole.

An hour later I had traversed 5 wormholes, so said Pathfinder, and amassed loot to the tune of 100 million ISK. And in wormhole number 5: an exit to high sec! High sec far from home, but high sec. I parked my Heron in some station there. My character went for dinner and made a contract to my alt with high Trading skills. She came to pick everything up with a hauling Sunesis, and flew back to Jita to sell it all.

I made back my Heron a few times over, and soon he will be replaced by a Buzzard. But he’ll be my precious, until destroyed.

I will do this again.

[Player Story] A Newbro’s Tale #1

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A short tale by EVE University’s Doctor Taunu – full credit to them.

The night was cold, but the will was strong. I ventured out in my basic to the bones Heron, into a wormhole. The nights before, no success. Enemies circled the sites. This evening was no different. Long scanning sessions revealed nothing of interest, but another wormhole within this one. Carefully bookmarking everything, I ventured deeper, comparing the visuals of this wormhole with their classes.

And yes, the scans delivered: all sites were ruined or central. Playing the hacking game, failing, succeeding: the cargo was nice and juicy, more than 70 million ISK. Not bad for a 4 million ship. Not bad for a new student.

Back I needed to go. Jumping back to the original wormhole, and then to my bookmark to exit. The bookmark was there. The wormhole was not!

The panic was as present as that orphaned bookmark, for surely my first haul would not go forgotten? I knew of other wormholes, and one led to known space. Null space. I jumped and jumped, frantically directionally scanning, frantically looking at local chat.

Null space was behind me, low sec, then high sec. Guristas had invaded! Luckily, I killed a singular drone in Pochven. I was merely a passerby. And passing I did by. I entered Jita’s system. I had my bookmark ready for a quick undock. The evening was a success.

The journey however is long. And it will be fruitful, with the occasional wreck. But I have enough to buy 15 more fully fitted ships. I am not scared.

[RP] Take the Gate

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Distant stars twinkle in the void ahead. Their beauty is a stark contrast to the depravity we’ve come to stop. Out there, among those stars, the mindless drones of Sansha’s Nation lurk. Bright people stolen from their homes and left bereft of all hopes and dreams, enslaved in service to an “ideal” they never even believed in. Sansha Kuvakei, what a depraved fool he is. It’s a criminal shame there is nothing to be done about saving these lost souls. The cold darkness of space, ripped apart in fiery explosions, is the only reprieve we can yet afford them. A sickening bandage against the bleeding wound of letting more colonists be stolen away to the “Nation”.

Amarr space. Some might say a place in Sansha’s “utopia” is a preferable alternative to the whips and shock collars of the Amarr houses. Nonsense. Even a life of servitude under the slavers is a paradise compared to what Kuvakei puts these people through. This incursion ends here and now, and we’ll expunge every last one of these ships until their Mothership goes up in flames.

“Fleet, take the gate.”

The low warble of the ship’s engines powering down as the warp drive takes over, and in a moment the acceleration gate flings my Vindicator forward into the Nation’s Override Transfer Array. One of the first in, I waste no time setting my thrusters to full, steering up and away from my comrades just about to land. The onboard computer announces their remote sensor boosters taking hold on my targeting systems, and seconds later my neutron cannons are firing out into space, tearing the Sansha frigates down to their constituent parts.

The lasers and cannons of our Marauders sing ceaselessly, one salvo after the other volleying the Nation forces off the field. The first group, then the second, scarce any time for them to get their own shots in. Our logistics cruiser pilot complains of boredom, but I turn my attention back to the task at hand. The final defenders of this complex show up, hurrying to the frantic alarms and calls to action, but they are too late. The entangling grapples of our stasis webifiers take root, slowing their fast, zippy ships to a mere crawl. Another few salvos of ear-shattering cannons, and wrecks litter the field.

“Align to broadcast,” comes the fleet commander’s call. One at a time, we’ll drive the Sansha out of here.

One at a time.

From the flight log of Amfion Bravais, YC126.