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History? That’s a bit of a tough one, isn’t it? We all have different stories here in The Free Navy. Some of us served in Advocacy, the UEE Navy, or had boots on the ground in some hell hole half way across the galaxy. We got tired of stepping on the necks of decent folk who refused to live under the corporate yoke of the grand ol’ empire. Some of us have been smuggling cargo under the nose of the UEE since we were old enough to reach the yaw pedals on a Pisces. Some of us, hell, more than some, just enjoy a good scrap once in a while. There’s no place better to find it than flying with The Free Navy.
It’s hard to say anymore. We don’t exactly make a habit of writing our dealings down for obvious reasons, but, I think we were founded way back in the burgeoning days of the empire. Back when heading out past Neptune was still a big deal. The old timers always go on about this bar, back on Earth, where it supposedly all began. From all accounts, it wasn’t much more than a shack in the middle of some forgotten piece of undeveloped, unwanted piece of land. It was a place for fugitives, runaways, and all sorts of the UEE’s undesirables to whet their whistles and share in their misery. The “founders”, as they’re called, made a pact one night after a few too many Martian Stouts and vowed to reek havoc for the UEE anywhere they could, to stop the blatant theft of resources and land from hardworking, honest folk, to take revenge for all the forgotten soldiers and workers left behind, back in Sol, because the profits weren’t good enough.
Anyway, that’s enough time spent in history class. We may be stuck here, operating in Stanton, but there’s still plenty of Spacebucks to made at the UEE’s expence, if you’re willing to take it. And hell, when they get those gates up and running, Pyro will be a gold mine for bastards like us. So, what do you say? Wanna fly with the best? We’ve got another big job coming down the line, we could always use another warm body…
Who’s asking?
Who’s asking?