Character background:
Was born on BPA Newgate, back in 795, awful place innit? No bitters, no lager, no football. 's awful, really. Moved to Leeds soon as I could, got into watching football with the lads. 's great, all of it, you wouldn't believe. So anyways, decided to apply for some Bowex lads, pay was decent. Flew escort, like a dream it was. 'Course, ship got blasted by some cheeky baguette and now I can't pay for the month's supply of sausage rolls I need for the lads every Friday. Decided why not hit up Gateway? Spent some time doing transport, lads were understaffed. Was cozy. Sat in a chair, punched in coordinates, got to make bets with the lads in Leeds F.C. 'fore it got all blown to hell by the damn Crown bastards.
Now? I wanna work with you lot, make Bretonia great, keep football alive.
Simple as.
Motivation for joining Gateway:
Love Bretonia
Love Cargo
Love Money
'ate Gallia
(not racist just don't like 'em)
'ate Mollys
Simple as.
