A dogs tail ,
2 years ago I was given a great opportunity to fly oil from Texas to create. in those days I was a green horn And didn’t realize my employer was playing me for a fool.
when the Berlin police scanned me there where not pleased to find military secrets hidden amongst my haul . I spent 18 months in a Berlin military jail before they decided I should be moved LPI Huntsville .
from what ive been told all the prisoners where drugged for transport and I was one of a few survivors from the raid the bundschuh mounted on the convoy I was in.
when I was fit and healthy to there standards I was forced to work in there cargo dock using the lifters to load and unload there stash from ship to ship .
a month of that and well I was gone . hidden away on someone’s ship a couple of bottles of rum and hold all bag full of cardamine. it wasn’t enough for a ship but it did help me get some good rest and relaxation.
from there I did odd jobs around Sirius until I landed a barman’s job in the pink parrot in down-town Manhattan . Lots of strange folk pass through that place .
One bloke in particular got so wasted he lost his id and ship to the owner in some weird card game called canouty which I have no clue how it is played .
Me being the only guy there with flight experience. i was the one asked to take the guys ship to the dealers in upper Manhattan ( yeah right ) again I was on the move but this time
I was at the wheel all be it in a rusty old ship .
Flying solo in these times I noticed wasn’t a joy ride many times the big corporations tried to use there weight and power to influence the hauling prices. many pilots ive met have been driven out or into an early grave .
One night sat drinking with some old pilots talkin trash in omircron minor. one them told a story of a group of men who made a stand against all odds. they held of wave after wave of attack until they run out ammo .they held there lines and then boldly advanced on there enimeis knowing they where done but still they did what needed to be done .
They where the men of the thirteenth tank regiment .
there stand aloud thousands of civilians to escape to safety. the conflict is long forgotten there act is long forgotten . This tale struck accord with the rest of us in that smoky bar .
We may not be the best pilots
we wont change history
we will fight for beer
and hells teeth it will be fun
well im a merc I suppose just bimbling around in CF its been a very long time since I played so im not gunna go balls out looking for jobs from the big clans and im not gunna wage war on any body .
just wanted put a background to the 13th armoured and the couple of us that are gunna be trundling around in battle ships ..
I suppose we are a clan of mercs of sorts we wont be a big clan and the other guys are gunna be very casual players .. do to life stuff .. but hope you all like the
little tail and look forward to any comments good or bad ..
and well if we need a base I suppose ill have to ask what ones can we use ? And how much
we been flying out of omicron minor
although its used for podding by a lot of players that wouldn’t
bother us . Hell its got Rhineland ships to shot he-he
my name is []@[] RedBeard maybe one day we'll share a bottle of 
