The Black Fleet Recruitment page

[Arioch]

Ah, a pleasure to see so many ones interested in joining my little "crusade".

To Vercingetroix.de-Gaul et Chat-Noir:

You speak of having a great house that was suddenly cut off, et yet I have heard of no such house. Perhaps it was not as great as one thought? Excuse-moi Messieurs. You speak of joining the Order after your battle with the Royals. This is something I do raise my eyebrow at. What made you leave all of Gallia completely, instead of taking a stand? What made you go to a group that has had no dealings within Gallia, et couldn't possibly help you exact revenge? Most concerning Messieurs. Especially with many rumors circulating about the group known as the Order, et their suspicious ways. Intriguing, to be honest. But their goals are separate from mine entirely. At this point, such ones as yourselves Messieurs will need to prove their worth to me further. Frankly, I do not trust you. That trust will have to be earned. Your request to join the ranks of the Black Fleet are denied.

To Madame "Katar":

I see you have brought me a gift! Oh how I love gifts of this sort. You will be compensated, I assure you. For now *A sword appears, and following a blur of metal, the pilot's head rolls away from the body* you need not concern yourself with him any longer.

You surely know how to grab my attention. Someone who seeks credits by disposing of filth, et bringing before me a member of the Royalists. I am most intrigued et must say you would fit in very nicely within the ranks of the Black Fleet. Should you choose to end a life of a mercenaire, I can offer you both fortune et a chance to kill these scum. If a life of pirating et hunting down Gauls is intriguing to you, I will accept you into the fold Madame.

To Madame Noire:

So, you are a sell-sword? Someone to do what is needed by those who need it? Interesting, to say the least, but common among the Brigands. At least you know which side to work for. As far as worth, I assure you, what is more worthy than the desire to crush the Royalists one by one till their heads adorn the Lionness? I assume you have seen her before madame. But have you looked close enough? To see the already growing number of poles that protrude the hull, with the heads of the Royals et Nobles we have met in battle capping them? Dark, oui. Morbid perhaps, but necessary et satisfying to strike fear into those we meet.

Excuze-moi, I got caught up in joy. Regardless, your offer of support to the Black Fleet is hereby accepted, et you will provided what you need. Au Revoi madame.

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