The Vigil: Deadly Space Utensil

Staring down the barrel of my rusty spork of doom at 3 kilometers a second must be a terrifying experience for your average noob in a moa.

Hardly noticing the red name pop up on his overview our noob becomes alarmed when the evil pirate begins firing on him. At this point the hunt is over and the gank squad drops in to finish the job.

And with that a man is redeemed for his follies.