---Beggining Communication---
-Decrypted-
--Sending Application Data File--
Sorry, I don't know why Planet Malta slipped in there, I'm no Outcast *laughs*. I was born on Planet Crete, although most of childhood was spent traveling between bases with my padre. And for the record, neither I am addicted to cardamine.
Also, regarding the Gallics, I said it happened to be in a raid deep into Outcast territory, and we were actually searching for information regarding some rumors about Gallia too. We weren't a big party, and thus managed to pass undetected through there.
Name: Guillermo Bilbao
(I have lived both in Liberty as in the Omicrons, so i have been named both ways as they have the same ''meaning'' )
Age: 19
Skills: I dont have any special skills apart from being good at flying a ship and even repairing it, well, actually i have some combat experience, but they were only some pirates who were too greedy and not careful enough.
Reason for choosing TBH: I am a corsair by blood and I've always heard that the members of The Brotherhood are the most noble of all the corsairs. I agree and respect your ideas, as I have seen that only through strength and unity comes victory.
Biography: Well there's not much to tell. My father was a corsair who thought that he could enjoy a peaceful live in Liberty and my mother was a waitress at Freeport 7. As they settled in Pensylvania,Liberty everything was ok.
My father was a wealthy independent trader, he travelled all around Sirius making profit with all kind of comodities he could get. He sold Helium in New Tokyo, transported robotic components where needed, and he did even fly one or two times back to the Omicrons to sell food rations and consumer goods, all this time i travelled with him, learning how economy worked and which tradelines where safe and which ones weren't.
Unfortunatelly,nomad wars began as he was trading at Hamburg system, and he was one of the many civillian ships trapped there and in result destroyed by the nomad infected Army.
I tried to contiune the family bussines but we had no ship anymore nor money to buy it. I had to decide myself fast, actually, there wasnt much to choose from, living like a rat in Liberty or trying my luck in Crete even though i would probably be hunted forever bt Bretonia Rheinland and those nasty Bounty hunters,Anyway i had nothing to loose...
I hope I'm accepted in such a glorius fellowship
-Guillermo Bilbao-
--Transmission ended--
Im looking forward hearing from you Señor.
// I'm not native english speaker, so forgive me if there are many gramm mistakes.
Maybe ramming against that moderator's battleship wasn't such a good idea after all...
I understand sir...I'm sorry i disturbed you. Anyway i will do anything in my hand to clean my name and i hope that, someday, in the future I can serve the corsair empire as some of my ancesters did
--Transmission ended--
Maybe ramming against that moderator's battleship wasn't such a good idea after all...
My vassel proach to the Skiros station...
i m land to the station and aproach direct to the pub, and order for me some red drink, i think has taste on blood but im not sure.. "anyone here in a pub is from a brotherhood?"i asked... no one answer...
damn , damn damn ... " i just want to talk with someone from the mighty brotherhood of corsair's?" .. "if somewone knowes somebody from them, just tell them that Huan Veron want to talk with somebody from brotherhood".. i finish my second "blood" drink and go to my vassel , start engine and go to the open space...waithin if someone talk with me
It's reached my ears that someone has been asking around about joining the Brotherhood.
It's simple, really.
The instructions for an application are in the first post of this communications thread.
Just follow them.
gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|
some red light was blinkin on my command board.. message to Huan Veron message from a brotherhood?..hmm go to Crete?...
aa what a hell , why not..
ok computer heat an engine , course..Crete!
i was passing near a huge orange sun, hmmm to hot here ...
i look around and watch a gamma, i forgot how to look like... sad but true, im almost hole time in space and never look around to see how beautiful she are..gamma!
**some memories come to me.. when i was child i was playin on surfice on crete with another corsairs kids ..always fightin for... nothing .. just without no reson..
when i was young man i was chasing the others around a Tripoli ... and hit a rocks and junk there, it was good and fun i was get better and better in my pilot skills
... then my father Sebastian Veron got sick and die, one good corsair indeed..
i was must took his place and feed my family , i was all aroud smugling pirating killing whatever i found and met, all for money, money i need.
lilltle by bit i was have a lot of money my family secure but.. for me not anough.. i need more, i was for fun watch one time a fight near Crete some foolish hessians came to "kill " us ?
hahaha one from brotherhood call me to fight, hmm named "werss" or something , doesnt matter now, and yes offcourse ive joined and kill those "jokers from Rheinland",
and there i was first met a brother from brotherhood, i heard for them but not meet them in a live.
and i liked, than i have almost every fight here in gamma or where i was needed or i was want to go to kill someone who are not a corsair, hessians,mercernary's,outcast's, foolish miners transports ... doesnt matter for me now... just i like to be brother in brotherhood and to have fun in a pub with them and if they want me side by side in a battle i m here **
Orange planet came on screen..Crete! ok now to find some open spot to land and first i go visit my mother Loret and brothers,
then to go in some local pub to met a someone from brotherhood...
Full Name: Olaf.Nordwin Age: 34 Olafs Skills: VHF and Cruiser Pilot, Pirating, Trading, drinking, robbing, make a good Conversation... Reason why you chose us: I like Corsairs from the first step of Freelancer Vanilla
B I O G R A P H I E
Olaf Nordwin was born in a small colony in the Taus (37).
His father worked in the free port of the system: Trade, Bounty and here and there a small robbery. His father taught Olaf his "craft" and when he was 12 Olaf drew even going to earn his spurs. His nickname earned Olaf for his work in the ice fields of Tau 37, which loosely translated: Friend of the North does.
On one of his raids stumbled Olaf unfortunately a very unforgiving dealer. While others are "fee" paid smiling and accepting it as an everyday, this dealer was very unforgiving to Olaf and sat unceremoniously in a substantial bounty on Olaf. Death or death, or better still death.
Life in the Taus was so over, Olaf was forced to leave his beloved homeland.
Olaf could fly to Dublin where he spent some time as a miner worked for IMG, but even here the bounty hunter found him very quickly.
His friends at IMG Olaf could warn them in time. This time he flew to Gran Canaria to take contact with the Reds Hessen. After a nice bribe and a hearty brawl with the Red Hesse Olaf noted that the red Hessen probably some views not shared with him.
After the red Hesse had left the bar (at least the ones who can still run) Olaf could bring some interesting information on the Corsairs in experience.
The bar snapped Olaf on some stories about the Corsairs, he liked them. After a small donation manufactured the Zoner a contact for Olaf with the Corsairs.
The next day Olaf was three Corsairs entertaining and persuading them to grant him refuge. His background with the Hessians and bounty hunters helped of course.
With all the booty he had earned over the years, he could buy a nice big ship in shipyard Tripoli.
The Corsairs keep Olaf naturally wary of an eye, he flies but one of their best ships. But after a few missions against the Kopfgeljäger, red Hesse and Outcasts, they trusted him a little more.
Olaf still belongs to none of the fractions within the corsairs, until now.
After thinking a bit and some long "conversations" at the bar, Olaf decided to join the "Brotherhood".
OORP: This Charakter have a Cruiser, but another Charakter from me Einar.Roderich have an Titan. I will not sell, of course, my cruiser and fly a Titan, Einar already though. Einar is applying with you later, I just have to write his story. From freelancer to the corsairs. ^ ^
Der Verstand ist die Mächtigste Waffe.
I am a German, fear my translator.
i enter in to smoke pub.. little bit stinky...
a bunch of strange faces but something kindest strange...
i came to bartender, order bloody wine... -tell me where i could find someone from brotherhood?
i was told they hung around...
-stranger... bartender answer after he give me wine .. -they are always here but you need to wait..
-thanks.. i found some open spot and now i wait...
1) Matias Fernandez
2) 24
3) average pilot
4) The Brotherhood is influential, strong and famous organization and it is honor for me to be a pat of this faction.
5)
Matias Fernandez was born on Planet Crete. His father was a artifact smuggler, mother is housekeeper. From the early childhood he have't had enough attention from the father's side, cause his father Diego was spending a lot of time trading with artifacts to do his family wealthy. But in one of his runs he was caught by Bretonia Police Officer when he was hauling the Artifacts to Bretonia for sale. In the meantime Matias finished the school. Since this time Matias became the breadwinner in family and had to work hard. First time he worked as a accountant, but then he had thought that it will be too long to became rich and when he was 20 he bought his first "Titan" very heavy fighter. 4 years of pirating, travels, escortings allowed him to earn enough money to stop work. And he had thought: "what to do now?" Then he remembered about The Brotherhood powerful organization. "Time to do corsairs more powerful and famous" - he thought and approached to Crete Bar in the searchings of the TBH recruiter.
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