Post by Fukushu on Oct 24, 2022 18:28:02 GMT -5
The large Mercenary Outpost of Plant should have been one of the first places he visited when recruitment began. He likely would have gone there sooner but his last visit to Plant was interrupted by meeting with Lottus, and from there he found himself embroiled in business on other planets. The outpost was neutral territory, which meant that both Tuffles and Saiyans frequented the area, though that didn't mean they always got along. There were always those looking to test their luck in the mercenary trade just waiting for the right offer.
Soldiers were the first of his need, but they weren't all he was looking for. Ships would be a great help too, as his 'fleet' was miniscule at the moment. Outside of his own pod there was less than handful, and if he was going to launch a proper invasion then he was going to have to get his troops to ground somehow.
Fukushu didn't lack for confidence though; he approached every person he saw and made similar offers to them. Promises for glory, wealth and never ending battle should they choose to follow him. Most seemed uninterested in what they viewed as an unproven upstart, but his strength could hardly be argued against. There were few people in the universe, let alone just on Plant, who could rival his strength, and if Saiyans really followed strength then he figured it shouldn't be too hard to find help.
When things started getting a little busier he made his way over to the center of the outpost, where the traffic was at it's busiest, and made his pitch to all those who could hear. "Clan Bitterbones: The fastest rising mercenary outfit in the galaxy, helmed by the most fearsome captain you've ever seen. For those who are tired of ending up on the losing side, and dealing with crews that never pay: Clan Bitterbones is the company you'll ever need."
PL: 80,000
No Items - KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250
Resources: Cutthroat, Durability, Vampiric, Bare Knuckle Brawler
WC: 321
TWC: 321
Soldiers were the first of his need, but they weren't all he was looking for. Ships would be a great help too, as his 'fleet' was miniscule at the moment. Outside of his own pod there was less than handful, and if he was going to launch a proper invasion then he was going to have to get his troops to ground somehow.
Fukushu didn't lack for confidence though; he approached every person he saw and made similar offers to them. Promises for glory, wealth and never ending battle should they choose to follow him. Most seemed uninterested in what they viewed as an unproven upstart, but his strength could hardly be argued against. There were few people in the universe, let alone just on Plant, who could rival his strength, and if Saiyans really followed strength then he figured it shouldn't be too hard to find help.
When things started getting a little busier he made his way over to the center of the outpost, where the traffic was at it's busiest, and made his pitch to all those who could hear. "Clan Bitterbones: The fastest rising mercenary outfit in the galaxy, helmed by the most fearsome captain you've ever seen. For those who are tired of ending up on the losing side, and dealing with crews that never pay: Clan Bitterbones is the company you'll ever need."
PL: 80,000
No Items - KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250
Resources: Cutthroat, Durability, Vampiric, Bare Knuckle Brawler
WC: 321
TWC: 321