Mandalorian Mercenaries Recruitment Centre

[Dieter Schprokets]

Jenna, you have made the right choice.

We shall provide what you need to get started assisting us in executing our contracts.

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[Pancakes]

Openning files.... decoding.... buffering.... syncing.....

Bonjour honorable warriors,
I am Leon La Vandetta. You might wonder why I am contacting you, well the reason is quite simple, I have gone to a tour into bretonia, after the Council with the aid of the Maquis liberated our borders, I have seen you in action, I have not intentions to go back to gallia, I left it for good.
At any rate, I assume you want registery of my past oui?
Superme Commander Refaello Sanzio, gave me some of the documents he had in his arm.
let me read you, and if you wish I can hand them over, I am reading and thats a quote:
"Leon, a former soldier in the gallic royal navy, had defected and was a covert up agent for a while, after his identity was covered, he fled to a nearby maquis outpost where he spent some time, when I came to pick him up, he said he is part of the maquis now, I ahve fully understood his decision, and Leon is always welcome onboard my ships."

On a latter document, you can see that at his survey of bretonia he chose to pick me in as aprt of his crew, I accepted the honor ofcourse.
While we were staying on the Hood battleship, I have went around with IMG patrol wing to see abit the area, I have seen your warriors in action.
Now, from the rumors you might have about the maquis, that we are "unlawful" group inside gallia, this is not correct, well it is but not when the goverment is a mass murdering your neighbors right?
at any rate, I don't like criminals, at all. thats the reason I am leaving gallia is that I am sick of it, I can't stand the war anymore, I havn't dropped my ideals I just stop working for them.

At any rate, I have trained, in the royal academy, with the maquis, you do know that being a marine is not and wasy job, a job I did well in the GRN, and later for the maquis.
I do scencerly hope I will get among your pact of warriors, where I feel I belong, among those who contribute their life for the art of war.

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BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD

[VoluptaBox]

Quite an interesting name.

Mister Leon, answer the question delivered by our five-legged dog.

Named "Pepe".

The Corsairs did that to him.

He hates them.

More than I do.

[VoluptaBox]

Mister Leon, suit up.

Stuff to be broken,

people to be killed,

money to be made,

scotch to be drunk.

Welcome aboard.

[Jessitrescott]

[color=#3366FF]Opening File.....
Jessica Winslow was given birth to a humble family owning a range at planet New London. Jessica was never too good with the small, personal arms, but when it came to the gatlin, and ships she was a sharp shooter Spending long time in the range with her Sunrail particle gun, mounted instead of a gatelin gun, Jessica became realy good, and later after making a flying license, she seemed to be also a fine pilot
at 802 A.S Jessica went to the bretonian police barracks, after passing the exams, speding a roughly year in the barracks, Jessica decided to drop and instead work on her own.
Making small delivery jobs Jessica built her name foscrap after savign enough money she bought an crippled eagle which she fixed with her dadTaking some of the Sunrail guns she had, Jessica placed them on her eagle altho they weren't very much powerful, Jessica quickly earned money to replace them with different guns, suppling heavy firing damage


Until very recently Jessica was working as a loner for the bretonian goverment When she was hunting a few Pirates , her foe called for assitanceFollowed by him came 4 more pilots, seeing the large activity, the Mandalorians deployed to do some huntingflying side by side with Jessica They Managed to Kill all those Pirates.
It was then when she decided to join a group, a group she will finally feel belong to.

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[VoluptaBox]

A message is written on a knife.

The knife will be thrown at you.

If you can survive that, answer those question.

[VoluptaBox]

Miss Winslow, money to be made.

Suit up...or don't.

[Mando_Venku]

My Name is Jaden, I am still young and haven't proven myself in many battles but i wish to prove myself to the Mandalore. My Buir who adopted and raised me as a son has gone to the Manda. he was a great warrior who taught me how to fight and fly a ship. please allow me to do battle for you and prove my worth. ~kneels to Mandalore~

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Ranah Teh Naast aka Mandalore the Destroyer

"Here's why you can't exterminate us, aruetii. We're not huddled in one place—we span the galaxy. We need no lords or leaders—so you can't destroy our command. We can live without technology—so we can fight with our bare hands. We have no species or bloodline—so we can rebuild our ranks with others who want to join us. We're more than just a people or an army, aruetii. We're a culture. We're an idea. And you can't kill ideas—but we certainly can kill you."

[VoluptaBox]

The Mandalore himself is out on a mission. The Consuls will take care of you in the meantime.

We are mercenaries, not some kind of navy. If you can use a gun and are relatively sane, you can work with us. However, I would like you to elaborate a bit, give some more information about yourself.

First of all, what is your last name? How old are you? Any particular traits that might be useful to us?

Finally, I never heard of "Buir" and "Manda". Please explain.

[Mando_Venku]

My apologies I am 18 and my last name is Darkthorn after my Father. useful traits of mine include adept piloting in many classes of craft and hand to hand combat.

and please excuse me but how can you be Mandalorian without knowing our Language and beliefs? The Manda is the resting of noble Mandalorians after death.

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Ranah Teh Naast aka Mandalore the Destroyer

"Here's why you can't exterminate us, aruetii. We're not huddled in one place—we span the galaxy. We need no lords or leaders—so you can't destroy our command. We can live without technology—so we can fight with our bare hands. We have no species or bloodline—so we can rebuild our ranks with others who want to join us. We're more than just a people or an army, aruetii. We're a culture. We're an idea. And you can't kill ideas—but we certainly can kill you."