Mercenaries operating in Liberty Registration

[Mercenary Guild]

Name: Jubal Early, Lictor
Age: 35
Sex: I abstain from it unless necessary.
Do you agree to the Terms stated above?: Yes
Do you accept that if you break any of these terms your license will be suspended?: Yes
Have you ever engaged in any unlawful activity?: No

Brief History about pilot/ship -- why do you want to operate in Liberty?

My mother and the dog our neighbor gave us are buried together on planet Pittsburgh where I was raised. I was born at Detroit Munitions so I have roots there. I don't mean literally as a tree but only by way of metaphor. My mind is clear on that. My father was gone before I arrived in the world -- or maybe he never was there all along -- but in any case I arrived like a lion and I don't mean to say I am lying. Does that make sense to you? Anyway, philosophical musings aside, I am strong because of growing up in Liberty. It was just me and my mother and we didn't have the best of things in life -- so, yeah... money is a little important to me now and that's why I am a freelance mercenary -- but its not about the money. Its about strength. My mother died in an accident after I left home. Wasn't no one there to help her and the criminal sorts -- Rogue trash families -- that lived in her neighborhood didn't lift a finger to help her...aside from breaking into her house after she was gone and looting her belongings. So my first job was tracking down those criminals and that's where I found I had strength.

As soon as I could scavenge enough from the debris fields around Pittsburgh, I purchased a beat up old piranha and made my way to planet Houston. I flew missions for the hunters and navy there -- mostly taking on rogues -- and then moved onto Deshima in Shikoku. I found the Kusari to be an elegant and refined people with a strong side the public outside Kusari doesn't see. They get the job done and don't shrink back from what must be done to do it. I even had me a Kusari fiancee for a spell but the strain of a mercenary's life and me being gaijin and all was too much. We left on good terms and I ended up getting accepted pretty much as a presence about there. Several times I took on Dragons harassing innocents there. Blood Dragons have strength but its misdirected. Makes their strength work against themselves but they can't see it. All they can see is red -- I guess that's why they are blood dragons. So from there I moved on to Bretonia and helped against the Mollys and Gaians -- criminals if ever there were any. I began stretching out to the border worlds a little to get a feel for what makes the Corsairs and Outcasts tick. Not that they do,--but their minds do after a fashion. I broke a few -- of their minds...but I did find their ticks. I made my way to Rheinland and worked over some of the Hessians there a bit--as well as others. I even passed through Sigma 13 and took down some Wild. They are truly insane. Nothing to understand about them -- they just need killing. Then I came back to Liberty for a spell to see if I can work from home as I've asked.

See, a criminal thinks he's being strong when he turns to force and violence and crime to get wealth that he thinks will make him powerful. But its his weakness that drives him. He will never be strong that way. I was stronger than them all because my cause was right and I was on the side of the law. So I found those men that looted my mother's house -- that stole her things and later burned it down. One by one I found them, and they paid for their crimes. I'm sure they are sorry at Sugarland and those that couldn't find the strength to accept surrender I am sure they were really sorry -- though not anymore now that they ain't here. Even that midget who burned out the old homestead is sorry for it and even for the fires he started on my ship when I was bringing him in. See, his weakness almost killed him. It takes a strong man to purge weakness and that's what I do.

Liberty made me strong and now I want to make it stronger by pruning the weakness out of it. We'll make better worlds there--all of them--and I'll earn my keep. Now doesn't that seem right to you? I have never broken a law but I have broken those who would have broken them. Sub.Lt.Galen Anderson will vouch for me. He knows strength too. I'm Jubal Early. I got the title Lictor as an honor from a freelancer who hired me to protect his cargo once. I took a shine to it and use it now on by business card. Lictors are the folk on old earth that used to award punishment or imprisonment to bad folk who disobeyed the lawful authorities. they also acted as escorts and body guards to magistrates and government officials and they were given the authority to punish wrongdoers with impure hearts and deed by acts of torture, imprisonment, enslavement or even death. They even carried a symbol showing they could do that. I like that.

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