Dock: 03/03/3305 - 1532GMT, HIP 20277 (Fabien City)
I've made rank to Squire withing a few short hours in the Imperial Navy. One of the missions I had to abort as my vessel was not properly equiped to handle 6 Elite pirates by myself. I have proven exceptionally adept at courier and salvage missions. My trade experience and rank is improving and I will hopefully enter Knighthood and beyond before the weeks end.
On another note; I didn't like that I could only get a glass of Elisian Wine from the markets when I pulled into port, so I outfitted one of my storage compartments with a fermenting workbench. I've completed extensive research on the process for crafting such a fine beverage and purchased all the necessary chemical, equipment, and ingredients. Now through my travels, I can can craft my own Elisian Wine when I might not be pulling into port for days or weeks. Unfortunately it will take several months to craft the first batch of 5 bottles, so I will just have to stock up from the merchants at Fabian City until then. The first two weeks of the craft are coming to a close and I will be tending to the first racking. The deep, cloudy must has been converted by the yeasts, transforming most of the sugars into alcohol. I will clarify the must and siphon it to my secondary fermentor for another two weeks. By the end of the month I will rack it again and siphon it to my aging barrel for 110 days. By June, I shall have the precious nectar in bottles. While I could enjoy it straight from the bottle by then, I probably wont. I will allow it to rest for another two years while I craft new batches in the meantime. Once the cycle comes full circle, I will never have to buy Elisian Wine from the markets again.
Living in the Imperial realm has been difficult. It never feels quite like home. I miss the ease of finding missions within close proximity. Running charters out of New Dawn Station, while monotonous, allowed me the pleasures of gaining rank and an abundance of credits within a short time period. It was how I was able to make a name for myself and I lived comfortably. But I didn't feel I was doing my parents justice by staying in one place because it was comfortable. Life isn't meant to be comfortable. If you want something in life that you never had, then you have to do something you have never done. The comfort zone is a beautiful place, but nothing ever grows there. It is by reaching out and expanding ourselves into the unknown, the uncomfortable, that we will achieve our greatest success.