http://www.beingbahama.com/2008/07/04/the-agamemnon/ my life in swg Tue, 07 Sep 2010 18:33:02 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.3.2 http://www.beingbahama.com/2008/07/04/the-agamemnon/#comment-103 at Being Bahama Thu, 10 Jul 2008 14:35:11 +0000 http://www.beingbahama.com/2008/07/04/the-agamemnon/#comment-103 [...] I’ve been thinking about what success means now.  Admiral Fenris shared his thoughts on achieving the rank of Admiral and obtaining his pride and joy,....  I completely understand how he might be a bit sad to have reached the [...] […] I’ve been thinking about what success means now.  Admiral Fenris shared his thoughts on achieving the rank of Admiral and obtaining his pride and joy,….  I completely understand how he might be a bit sad to have reached the […]

]]> http://www.beingbahama.com/2008/07/04/the-agamemnon/#comment-102 Jaegen Fenris Thu, 10 Jul 2008 07:24:05 +0000 http://www.beingbahama.com/2008/07/04/the-agamemnon/#comment-102 Many times over the past few months I have thought about giving up on my goals of one day becoming admiral, one day having earned the command of a heavy war cruiser and even as I look out over the planets below me from the bridge of the Agamemnon I feel unsettled. Where I should be feeling a great sense of acomplishment and pride I feel a stir of futility and the unmistakable pangs of sadness. From this point on I am faced with my own limits. I cannot achieve a greater vicory, I cannot win a grander ship. No place in the galaxy is too dangerous for me to fly anymore. But my people look up to me for guidance. They seek my advice for tactical advantages and structural weakness in their fighters. I accept this as my place in the universe, to share what I have learned so that the next to try does not have to try as hard. I thikk of the old sailors from across the universe a milennia ago who were at the mercy of the winds and waters to seek another shore alive and prosper on a new horizon. No longer do I move with the wind. No longer does fate take me on it's whim to a distant shore but I do not lament for those days. I am resolute to give my squadron every advantage they can get to one day fill the sky with Beowulf Ships, to dominate the winds of war with an armada to rival the imperial navy. Perhaps I dream of yet another destination beyond sight but this time I cannot go alone into the night and find it, I'll have the loyal support and skill of the finest fleet in the galaxy. One it has been my honor to call Beowulf Squadron Many times over the past few months I have thought about giving up on my goals of one day becoming admiral, one day having earned the command of a heavy war cruiser and even as I look out over the planets below me from the bridge of the Agamemnon I feel unsettled. Where I should be feeling a great sense of acomplishment and pride I feel a stir of futility and the unmistakable pangs of sadness. From this point on I am faced with my own limits. I cannot achieve a greater vicory, I cannot win a grander ship. No place in the galaxy is too dangerous for me to fly anymore. But my people look up to me for guidance. They seek my advice for tactical advantages and structural weakness in their fighters. I accept this as my place in the universe, to share what I have learned so that the next to try does not have to try as hard. I thikk of the old sailors from across the universe a milennia ago who were at the mercy of the winds and waters to seek another shore alive and prosper on a new horizon. No longer do I move with the wind. No longer does fate take me on it’s whim to a distant shore but I do not lament for those days. I am resolute to give my squadron every advantage they can get to one day fill the sky with Beowulf Ships, to dominate the winds of war with an armada to rival the imperial navy. Perhaps I dream of yet another destination beyond sight but this time I cannot go alone into the night and find it, I’ll have the loyal support and skill of the finest fleet in the galaxy. One it has been my honor to call Beowulf Squadron

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