Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP)

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Cromwell grunted as he signed off the form for Jay Clark. After a brief hesitation upon reading the man's replies, he had decided to enlist him. After all, Bretonia needed all the men it could get.

"Ensign Jay Clark, welcome to the BAF." He announced, scowling harder than ever, "your instructions are in this folder. Report to the Suffolk for briefing and orientation at once."

Without a second glance at the man, the commander turned his attention to the newcomer staring confusedly around. Cromwell's eyebrows rose at the sight of his bizarre appearance.

"Who are you? If you're here to enlist, its for the duration of the war at the very least. That or death at any rate. Why? Worried you might get scared out there? Or are you just planning on stealing our ships and running off, eh?!"

Cromwell seated himself once more behind his desk and said, more calmly, "if you want to sign up, fill in some details about yourself here. Questions will follow."

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Sir Stanley Nelson




<span style="color:#000066">Charles Canning </span><span style="color:#000066"> Foreign Secretary</span>