Volunteers needed for FanFic story

[TripleStrengthMisnomer]

Hmm. Suddenly I'm glad that Thaddeus MacEoghan and his Poor Fellow-Knights narrowly missed this particular call...

Maybe it will work out...at least @Stuckenschmidt didn't say "Grimm fate" because we all know what happens there.... .....

 

[Kereminde]

Maybe it will work out...at least @Stuckenschmidt didn't say "Grimm fate" because we all know what happens there.... .....

Young ladies with scythes which are also a customizable high-impact sniper rifle gun?

 

[Deaghaidh]

Yes, I need two or three volunteers and their Mercenary outfits to appear in a story of mine. It would be nice, if those daring enough would provide:

- name of the Mercenary Company
- name of the Commander (maybe a bit background)
- name of the Company`s Dropship (if existant)

Thanks in advance to everyone interested.

The Great Imram Company (actually only a lance, and honestly not that great)
Commander: Ardagan O'Dea, Callsign Chieftan. He's the Tanist (heir aparanet) of an insanely obscure little planet named Burren. Seriously the whole world has the population of New Zealand's South Island and a similar sheep to human ratio. His great-grandfather was a Steiner noble who sold his stake in Germanium mines on Summer, bought a Jumpship and packed the whole clan (lower case c, not the other kind) along on his military/spiritual adventure across the Inner Sphere. After many adventures they liberated their new homeworld (populated by low tech pacifist Omnis settlers) from occupying pirates. Setting up a government loosely based on traditional Irish Brehon law, they continue to hire out their modest military force. Both as a way to generate income and as a way for the new generations to prove themselves.

Ardagan is average height, mid 30s, fairly pale with dark hair and a red droopy moustache. He's more likely than average to accept "We need to help these people even though its not in our contract" as a valid argument, since he views merc work as being as much a moral and spiritual test as a business. His force is composed entirely of blood relatives and childhood friends, so he's not going to be on board with the sort of "this high-risk gambit will either win total victory or we'll all die horribly" gambles heroes tend to come up with in the last act of a story. If you need someone to be the voice of "We should try and offer/ ask for terms" in a war council scene he's a good choice.

Their force is a middlewieght lance of fairly common designs: a Centurion, Trebuchet, Swayback, and Panther. Their Dropship is Mo Ghille Mear

Also I think this thread would be nice to have pinned in the fanfiction forum.