Lynx Kleesan - A True Brigand in Service of...

[Gryphus]

Chapter One

Most dangerous
Is that temptation that doth goad us on
To sin in loving virtue.

This cannot be.

After all these days of petty piracy inside House Space, the times grew tiring and strange. I command my ship like a true captain, a pirate captain. With pure absolution and undeniable power. Women, men, wealth and pure satisfaction akin to that right from the questionable places of sin.

I am between the hammer and anvil. There is a time when, in the end, you have to finally choose between the warring factions. The place for independence diminishes and either side seeks the vengenful mercenaries and petty pirates to join their cause.

Given the choice, the Junker are friends of many pirates. But then, they grew more and more resigned towards the Corsair - or at least I hear so. The Hogosha are the ones who deal strongly within the Sirius when it comes to artifacts. And, after all, the Outcasts dislike the Junkers that bear a huge amounts of the shiny violent-gold trinkets. Even I, time to time, dealt both with the Orange Dream and Violent Trinkets.

But now, the times grew strange and risky. The independent piracy is slowly dying. The unlawfuls seek the cannon fodder and the skilled brigands. Even the Junkers have trouble in choosing their side - caused by the Corsair deals with Hogosha. Myself, I hate the Nomad reverance made by some Maltese familes, yet they are the most influential. However, given the activity in Bretonia, Rheinland and systems between - it seems that it is the Corsairs to slowly grow into possition of an upper hand.

It is matter of time for the ones like me to choose between two criminal powers that grow stronger and stronger, convincing many to join the either. The pacts are made, the deals are broken, the same blood spilled in the name of family domination.

The choice must be made, in the end.