GAME AND SQUADRON DETAILS.
LINKS
Squadron Discord server
Squadron INARA Page
JOIN DETAILS.
Upon joining us you will notice we have a small number of requirements before we accept you into the squad. The main one is to be friendly with our faction and then post a picture of is on the server. This is not a hard task and should only take around 20 mins at most.
TIMES OF PLAY/PLATFORM
Timezone: GMT UK
Online: 19:30 onwards, sometimes during the day as well, it just depends on work for us all.
Platform: PC
ACTIVITIES
BGS work for our faction. This includes all trades
- Combat in all forms, ship and on foot. Being anarchy we get into a lot of wars!
- Trading to and from our control stations.
- exploration into the black and of course selling to our control stations.
- exo-biology.
- covert ops (need to know).
- Anti-Xeno activities, combat, rescue trade etc.
- Mining. We tend to organize group events for this and head out to the triple plat spot 800ly from the bubble.
- Team missions.
- New player training. This is normally done by passing down knowledge and or helping out with credits if they so desire. We don't just hand out funds we just help them with high-paying team missions or mining. This way new players can learn the game and make a decent amount of credits.
ABOUT US.
o7 CMDR's! TRPM [The Rottie Pack Mercs] is a mercenary group that bases its ideals on ultimate freedom. As mercs we can't be held down by laws and doctrine. If we were we would be unable to do our job around the galaxy. We believe in freedom so much that we created an anarchy faction based on the idea that all should be free from oppressive laws and governments who pretend to care, but in reality, they just want to control you for more power. We also believe in giving a helping hand to others that have experienced hardships and tyranny at the hands of others, who bully their way through the bubble. Our helping hands also extend to our new and experienced recruits alike. Banding together our wealth of knowledge and wallet to better our understanding of how the galaxy works. This is in the hopes that we may one day change the galaxy for the better.
ABOUT Lex Rottie [LEADER].
Lex was born in Sol in the year 3276 to a different second name. He chose Rottie to replace it, as the breed itself holds many characteristics Lex aspired to. He grew up in a very affluent family. Over the years Lex saw his family ripped apart by the Federation as its corruption infected them like a virus. Lex knew that to save himself he must leave them behind, and make a new life for himself. One free of any outside influences, and one that could not be corrupted. He chose to be a mercenary, but not just any old common merc, that would take any job as long as the price is right. No, he would only take jobs that were morally right regardless of pay. You could say 3300s Robin Hood. As Lex jumped from job to job, he found like-minded individuals who believed as he does, that this so-called bubble needed popping, due to corruption and greed. Now, being moral mercenaries obviously did not pay the bills too well, and sadly the galaxy runs on credits. With this in mind Lex, and I suppose his Merry Men decided to form a faction. Not just any faction. They formed a Militia to combat this virus that has spread over mankind. The faction was named Rottie Pack Armed Militia and to this day they purge corruption all the while helping people along the way.
TRPM LORE: Faction scribe CMDR Raziel317.This has all been posted on past posts before but, the lore hasn't changed and new eyes may see it.
As the Galactic News is a buzz about sightings of Thargoids CMDR Lex Rottie a disgruntled minor faction member resigns his commission due to severe restrictions implemented but the leadership of the faction.
With the potential threat of Alien invasion, Lex was moved to believe that CMDRs needed to be who they wanted/needed to be, if this threat was real if the Thargoids meant to harm, then the more freedom in factions was needed. It was also his fundamental belief that out in the black with so much space between inhabited worlds it was not as simple to follow a set of rules, more often than not being too rigid got you killed and of course, the credits increase would be nice.
With his mindset on change, Lex formed 'The Rottie Pack Mercs' in April of 3303, TRPM was to be a Mercenary Squadron with the view that its members should have the freedom to do what they wanted/needed to do not only to make money but to protect their own.
There was an assumption that the Squadron was simply named after CMDR Rottie himself however when questioned he told a story;
“No we are named after my favorite Dog breed.” When quizzed further about why his name was also Rottie his response was a little more interesting than expected,
“It’s not my real name, I changed it when I came out here, I wanted a fresh start, a fresh me so to speak. So I changed my name, brought a ship, and took my place amongst the stars.” he paused only to sip some water,
“I was never quite happy under the yoke of others, so I started left my Faction to forge a new destiny starting with a Squadron and well, it just had to be 'Rottie' something; you see in World War 2 Rottweiler Dogs were in service as a messenger, ambulance, draught, and guard dogs. This service tradition continued into the mid-19th century when their role changed to that of search and rescue, guard, and police dogs, they also made exceptional pets.” he added smiling then grab for his drink, took another sip, and continued his story,
“See the Rottweiler is good-natured, exceptionally devoted, and eager to work animal, their behavior self-assured, steady and fearless, alert to their surroundings they are even-tempered. Given that Mercs are guns for hire, working in combat zones, war zones, or as bounty hunters, bodyguards, ship guards, stations guards, potentially more, it all fit rather well together, don’t you think?” smiling smugly Lex stood from the registration desk,
“Are we good here?” The clerk nodded his response to Lex's question and handed the forms back,
“You are all good CMDR Rottie, thanks for the story, it was genuinely quite interesting, one follow-up question though,” Panthole, to his friends, pushed his chair back and stood, “where do I sign up?”
Since the creation of TRPM many like-minded CMDRs have joined the ‘pack’ so as raise its tradition of doing what its members want, when they want, how they want, with minimal interference from the officers.
TRPM continues to grow to this day and is still on the lookout for veterans and newbies alike with the intention of recruiting them into their ranks to continue TPRM's traditions while blazing their own trail across the galaxy only now with the knowledge they have the support and protection of their squad-mates if they need it. With this continued growth comes a diversity of activity and a requirement for more squads, more squads mean now is the perfect time to expand to a Minor Faction.
As Lex made his way through the galaxy taking job after job he began to see how corrupt the superpowers are. It is then that he decided to form the anarchic minor faction named Rottie Pack Armed Militia! With his mercs by his side, he spreads the word of anarchy, by force if need be!