From: Oprixy The Junker To: Mad Mick Subject:Micks Return
On Crete ? You must of hidden well there. First place I went to was Crete and I was told "5 a) Residency is not considered for those of non-Corsair heritage." under Cretian law. So instead I wondered around for a while selling xeno relics which used to sell for a high price in liberty if you could smuggle them through which FTP pilots were known to do very well, made a ton of money and ended up in Omicron Delta.
I heard some things about Peurto Rico I have even heard it's not accessable now what happened over there ?
The Free Trade Pact was a once strong union of Freelancers Traders and Pirates. upon a fast rise of ambitious goals the union of the FTP had established many trade bonds across the systems and as fast as it's rise in a blink of an eye they were gone, Scattered and Broken the union lost a war the leader they call Mad Mick a renowned smuggler and black market trader disappeared. Some years have passed and much has changed yet Mad Mick has not, Mick has returned from hiding to seek out old friends and make new bonds.
*A message goes out to Oprixy*
"Peurto Rico collapsed, It's no longer hospitable to most forms of life! I had solid connections in the Brotherhood a few favours owed.
Theres a large shift in power here now. Most of my ship data was corrupted in Puerto Rico collapse i barely got out with my family. All those lives lost. But that is then, this is now! I have returned to Bretonia space to continue as i always have We should arrange to meet it's been too long!"
*the message ends*
[FTP]Mad-Mick
The Free Trade Pact was a once strong union of Freelancers Traders and Pirates. upon a fast rise of ambitious goals the union of the FTP had established many trade bonds across the systems and as fast as it's rise in a blink of an eye they were gone, Scattered and Broken the union lost a war the leader they call Mad Mick a renowned smuggler and black market trader disappeared. Some years have passed and much has changed yet Mad Mick has not, Mick has returned from hiding to seek out old friends and make new bonds.
[MFE]Paracelsus
Hamish graduated highest in his classes of Medical Science, Bio Engineering, Ship Engineering and Pharmacology. He could have got a good job on a research station but contacted Doc Holiday to join his enterprise as a Medical Operative among the stars.
Hamish is the Captain of the Med Force Enterprise vessel Paracelsus a ship dedicated to transporting medical technology and supply to the most war torn and dangerous areas of space.