Two important developments. One: visited BattleClinic.com. Two: may have just been self-taught an easy lesson in EVE Online's universe.
Saying
that BattleClinic is a "comprehensive" resource for EVE players is an
understatement of Guinness Book proportions. Downloaded and printed the
eighty-eight page New Player Guide PDF. Teeth have only sunken into the
Ultra-Quick Start for New Players bulletpoints on page four. Have a
ways to go.
But that bulletpoint guide is rife with
wish-I-would've-known-that-at-your-age-young'un material. One pilot,
Llanthas Freedark, contributed (because BattleClinic is a wikipedia of
sorts, though don't believe it's quite so Wild West in nature) "Your
first priority in game should be to get all six basic Learning skills.
Get them all to at least level three before you do anything else."
Good
call. Only acquired enough ISK to purchase two of said Learning skills,
however. Sorted the market out from lowest to highest prices, with
Instant Recall for my Memory and Learning for some improved training
times overall. Both found in a system only three jumps away. Good
again, because the Missus just watched Jennifer Aniston and Owen Wilson
get Old Yeller-ish over a golden lab in Marley & Me and she's feeling particularly needy. No time for "ratting."
Two
purchases, bam bam. Set my destination for the system I'd just bought
them in and hit Autopilot. Short cruise, but the new Edge magazine had
just come, needlessly wrapped incognito as usual in the mail today, and
deserved perusal.
Looked up again, saw the Osoggur side of the
Amamake gate, Amamake being my final destination. Hesitated.
Conspicuous yellow dot next to Amamake's security rating on my HUD.
Full
stop. Bring up map and hone in my location. Osoggur, current location,
had already dipped to a 0.5 security rating, though several Concord
ships still pattered around the jumpgate in viewscreen. Still.
Something about Amamake's 0.4 rating rings dangerous. Continued
hesitation.
Begin pulling up statistics with a sense of urgency.
Each button torched the screen in varying globules of yellow and red
depending on the offending statistic. All signs pointed to very, very bad.
Twenty-seven pilots in Amamake system, ten of them docked. Fine. But
also: forty-five escape pods killed in the last twenty-four hours.
Seven of those kills within the past hour.
Dawns on me. A
moment's hesitancy at that jumpgate, I'm completely convinced I just
prevented myself from becoming the eighth death in the past sixty
minutes. Hook went through the cheek but managed to not hit any nerves.
Cannot
seem to locate through market channels whom I purchased the two books
from, but it's apparent that the tantalizingly low (but not suspiciously
low) priced books were a deliberate lure for new pilots like myself to
be drug into a dangerous, low-sec system in order to provide dinner for
some unscrupulous pirates. Rampant speculation, but the end result
would've played out the same.
Pulled a one-eighty and headed
back for the "carebear" safety of the 0.8-rated Odatrik system, place
where I'd made the remote purchase. Needed to rethink next step, but
it's obvious that I'd just spent seventy-six thousand ISK -- a goodly
sum for my newborn character -- on two skills that I was in no position
or competency to retrieve. The two books will sit there a while.
Going
forward, ensure that I inspect security level of destination, along
with interim systems between. Need to be capable of picking up
purchases.
Back in Odatrik, queued up thirteen hours of Energy
Management training to level three. The introduction of Certificates is
a new hand to shake, but apparently this last skill will earn a
certificate in Core Integrity which, according to Concord, represents a
basic level of competence in structural integrity management. Certifies
that the holder has solid damage-absorption skills.
One lesson this certificate doesn't teach is the avoidance
of having to take damage in the first place. Quite sure the pirates
sitting on the Amamake side of that jumpgate would've taken any
certificate from me and wiped my backside with it. Only a few days in.
Have to get used to this carebear badge stitched onto my breast pocket
for several more weeks.