From: Herr Martin Morgenstern To:Red Hessian Army Command
I am writing out of interest in becoming a soldier for your cause. I was born in the medical bay of Solarius Station. My father was a miner for Daumann, and my mother was a proper "Hausenfrau". When I was 17, my father was killed in a horrible accident in the Von Rohe Belt. The electrical wiring in his Arrastra's airlock short circuited, opening the airlock and ejecting him into the void of space. Daumann held a life insurance policy on my father, we had been told. Instead of paying out the policy to us when he died, however, they kept the money for themselves and refused our family a single credit. They said that since they were the policyholders, it was their money. Our family was left with nothing, and no source of income. Daumann had little patience for us due to that fact, and promptly evicted us from Solarius for being "deadweight". My mother died of starvation as we were being transported on one of their carriers to Stuttgart to be left to fend for ourselves. For years I mixed and mingled with the people in the slums. I took odd jobs here and there to stay alive. Often I would serve as a fighter escort for independent traders as they hauled cargo across Rheinland space. One day, I attended a Red Hessian rally. The men at the rally spoke of freedom, and of the rights of man, and of a good and glorious volksrevolution. The men spoke of an army of men and women standing up against oppression and injustice, and who would have no qualms against using every option available to crush those who would stand against the Rheinlander Volk.
It was at that moment, I vowed to become a Red Hessian.
I would be honored to fight alongside you as brothers in arms.
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