Umile Starcaster, was born 27.03.3266, on Robigo 1 c in the Robigo system. Quaid’s Vision was a fine outpost to grow up in, but he wanted more, he had Sensory Tearing And Retinal Scars (S.T.A.R.S.) in his eyes. For years he would look into the blurry night’s sky and ask his brother Andy “Tell me again what they look like?”, to which Andy would respond jokingly “from here, or up close?”. Andy was an Elite pilot. He owned his own flight school, and trust me, it wasn’t like what you’re probably used to, where they just run you around an obstacle course for a few minutes, then point to your switches and have you click them all once, and send you on your way. No no, he was fuckin’ ace, boi! Umile wanted to be like Andy so bad. He worked long, back breaking hours processing materials from the local mines, and he saved every credit and ARX he could, and on his 39th birthday, he got his STARS removed. The sky was ink black and dotted with speckles of light Andy could never describe so beautifully. With his vision now perfect, he asked Andy to be admitted into his school. He was ready for his life scooping stars. Unfortunately for him, Andy was a stickler for ethics rules, so he told Umile to go to the Commander School of The Pilots Federation. So you guessed it… run around an obstacle course for a few minutes, then click the switches and away he went. Friendship Drive Engaged.
Umile Starcaster, was born 27.03.3266, on Robigo 1 c in the Robigo system. Quaid’s Vision was a fine outpost to grow up in, but he wanted more, he had Sensory Tearing And Retinal Scars (S.T.A.R.S.) in his eyes. For years he would look into the blurry night’s sky and ask his brother Andy “Tell me again what they look like?”, to which Andy would respond jokingly “from here, or up close?”. Andy was an Elite pilot. He owned his own flight school, and trust me, it wasn’t like what you’re probably used to, where they just run you around an obstacle course for a few minutes, then point to your switches and have you click them all once, and send you on your way. No no, he was fuckin’ ace, boi!
Umile wanted to be like Andy so bad. He worked long, back breaking hours processing materials from the local mines, and he saved every credit and ARX he could, and on his 39th birthday, he got his STARS removed. The sky was ink black and dotted with speckles of light Andy could never describe so beautifully. With his vision now perfect, he asked Andy to be admitted into his school. He was ready for his life scooping stars. Unfortunately for him, Andy was a stickler for ethics rules, so he told Umile to go to the Commander School of The Pilots Federation. So you guessed it… run around an obstacle course for a few minutes, then click the switches and away he went. Friendship Drive Engaged.