<span style="color: #0040FF"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-family: amaze;">Love Song of the Pilot</span></span></span></span></div></span><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://www.creativefreedomrpg.com/viewtopic.php?f=18&amp;t=41531&amp;p=187678#p187678"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 100%; line-height: 116%;">OCC Link</span></div></a><br/><br/><span style="color: #0040FF"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-size: 130%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-family: amaze;">The Journey Begins....</span></span></span></span></div></span><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i.imgur.com/pVBiQiW.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">Hundreds of citizens of the republic gathered in the large town square near the beaches where new recruits of the Isura Flight Academy prepared to set off. Last minute checks where done one the P2 Songbird aircraft before they were launched into the relatively calm bay. Students said good byes to their loved ones, promising to return and bring glory to their country in the sky, but many would not see their beloved nation and people ever again. Eventually the call went out for all the students to board their aircraft and launch into the water. For a few moments, they sat floated their in the water, waiting for the command to take off. After what seemed like ages, the lead instructor fired a flare into the air and gave the command to spin up the engines and take off. Everyone took off from the water in a synchronized fashion, all rising in a rough formation. At that point, a large ship further out in the bay also rose out the water and began to hover in the air. Students and Knights alike formed up behind the massive flying warship as it flew towards the floating island of Isura. The chains that had been holding the island back for the past few years disconnected and the island began to move. People in the large town square watched as the massive island and the following fleet flew over their heads and off into the horizon. <br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><a class="postlink" href="http://i.imgur.com/5Cghi9a.jpg?1">[ img ]</a></span><br/><br/>After the opening ceremony, the students began their decent towards the training airfield of the Isura Flight Academy. For the most part, they were decent landings, but sometimes a student would nearly crash their aircraft when trying to land. These were raw recruits after all, fresh out of basic flight school. They have a long way to go before they become full fledged pilots of Isura. The future seems optimistic for these new recruits, the first generation of pilots to be trained for the island. Though as the mainland slowly disappeared in the distance, it became very clear to everyone.... there isn't any turning back now. <br/><br/>Now here you are! You have just landed at the Isura Flight Academy's training airfield and are preparing to board the bus that will take you to your dorms! Are you a noble, looking forward to brushing the dust off your uniform in you luxurious dorm room, or a commoner itching to get things started? Maybe you even have already made a new friend or two? Who knows, your adventure begins here.</div>