Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP)

[Polly]

Edward Sullivin steps into the recruitment office and looks around. "Never 'ought I'd be here." Edward doesnt look like a spring chicken, wearing a factory workers outfit grease included on the hands. The recruitment officer gives him a questioning look, "Here to join the B.A.F". The recruitment officer gives him a pad.
"Filler out."

Age:34
Name: Edward Sullivin Jr.
Birthplace: New London
Nationality: Bretonian
Reason for joining:
Defendin the country.
Foreign rule isn't a place to raise kids.

Edward hands back the pad, "Bit old to be running off to join the navy." the recruiter says.
"I 'aught to tell yah my father was in the navy. He's to old to fight, so I'm taking his place." Edward makes a smart salute.

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-=Polly Sullivin=- Trader, Talker, Trooper
-=Edward Sullivin Jr.=-

Especially when it belongs to a faction that's so red to you in every conceivable way that you might as well use the status bar as a heat lamp.