There's not too much to say about me, born as the son of a flight instructor and a dockworker. Flying was part of my day to day life, either watching my father take on new recruits or sitting in the cockpit next to him. Once I was old enough, the only reasonable goal for me was to be a pilot, and so I started training. That ended up training most of the day, since I either was in flight school or my father showed me more tricks.
After I was done with my training, I started out in a small raiding party. Although this group wasn't the most capable one, we still managed to get things done. It didn't take long until people died or joined up with different raiding groups. Due to that I managed to get into one of the more successful ones and I was able to utilize the endless days of training.
During the time I was flying with the group, I grew accustomed to flying in a team and learned how to take on stronger enemies. Well raiding groups aren't something that lasts, so part of the team died during raids and the rest sought new groups. I for my part wanted more, more than just being part of a raiding party. So here I am, wanting to become part of the Armee.
Prior Flight Experience:Been around on the field for a few years now. Managed to survive until now and collected some skulls, guess that means I'm not a total goon.