RC 212
HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPO!
Who?
Us the Laughing Skull Mercenary Clan.
And them, our secretive Corporate Masters whom pull the Captains strings and pay our pockets. We run by don't ask questions.
Questions make you dead.
What?
Odd jobs and Vigilante Justice. The Laughing Skulls will gun run one day and be assassinating a random Head of state the next. Outlaw status.
Why?
To create a newer loose criminal-merc crew. Mostly for some fun stories!
When?
Right now!
Where?
The Cragmaw, our mobile base of command. An old refitted Nebulon B escort frigate.