Log Book of CMDR Calathian "Dreams_" Faustal - Log 001 (Narrative Log)
17 Feb 2021Dreams_
CMDRs log - entry 001 - voice recorded2.16.3307
"Commanders Log, entry one. CMDR Calathian "Dreams_" Faustal reporting. Today's date is February 16th, 3307. My first journey is still incredibly young, so I figured it would be better to start a log on my ship to record my experiences. My family wasn't sure what to make of the fact that I wanted to pick up this career of mine, being a CMDR, flying ships through the stars, delivering cargo and fighting off scavengers, but alas, their opinions haven't really affected me in this decision."
They sighed, glancing at a few of their screens and the scanner in front of them before continuing speaking. "The license test was easy, just passing through some simple target hoops before doing some simple combat routines. I'm definitely not great at combat yet, so its something I need to work on, but a few bounties and getting used to my joysticks and flight patterns should get me on the right track."
An alert beeped on their dash, making them pause very briefly to take another deep breath, hoping this time to ramble on a while longer before being rudely interrupted by their ship. "I really have not done much yet, so this log will be very short, but it gives me a place to start. Today and the day before I've just been getting used to using the FSD, popping around systems and racking up some credits. I'm still in a highly populated area, mainly trying to rack up plenty of credits to buy a new, much nicer, ship before cranking my FSD and traveling to the outer reaches to discover. Sure money is nice, and so are big fancy ships, but I'd much rather explore places that have not seen the eye of man before, so I'm doing my best to prepare myself for that excursion. I'll hopefully keep up with this log as I explore, but for now I don't have much more to say." They paused before inhaling sharply "Ah I nearly forgot, I did get into a Squadron, so I definitely want to see our home station before going out into the depths of space. Otherwise, I don't have much to say, so I'll end this log before I ramble much longer. I'll update again either tomorrow or whenever interesting stuff happens."
They paused to reach over to the panel on their right and pull up the log recorder buttons, before pausing to speak one last time. "This is Commander Calathaian "Dreams_" Faustal signing off, Oh-Seven."
They hit the end recording button before double checking that it saved, recorded under the title 'Log 001 - CMDR D_', before swiping the panel away and looking out the front of their cockpit. They flipped a few buttons, charging up the FSD before holding tight to the throttle and punching it, continuing on their way to their next mission.