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Mercenary corp name: Shadow Reaper
Grade : [▼I] [II] [III] [IV] [V]
Members: 2
Founder: Lucas Datkheart
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I stood under the blazing sun and the blue sky, enjoying the clear and warm Ashton City weather.
Exiting an enormous building, I glanced at an azure-coloured card in my hand.
The card was made out of metal, and on its back was a large Roman [I] engraved on it. This signified the rank of the mercenary group.
Since this world likes to rank everything, mercenary corps too were ranked. They went from one to five, with five being the best.
Anyhow, ranks aside, Jonathan's gang members leave his gang for the Red Wolf gang. So there are only 2 members in mercenaryCorp right now I and Jonathan.
My plan failed to instantly in control of a powerful organization but there is nothing to worry about, even if the rest of the members leave the gang.
I have Jonathan who has many connections in the underworld. After all without him, I would never be able to get a VIP membership of the Black market.
Plus let's not forget that the headquarters of the black colour gang is ours so there is no need for me to search base.
Now I only have to recruit members for my mercenary group.
I have some people in mind for the mercenary group.
But for that, I have to go to Jail and back to the academy.
Anyway, before going to jail let's focus on situation at the hand.
One of the things that I was a bit hesitant about when creating the corp was whether I should use an alias or my name for the founder section of the card.
What I just handed Jonathan was a brief description of a few individuals I wanted him to find information on.
The list I had given him contained a lot of names, but I needed to narrow it down.
I needed to consider their characters, as well as the likelihood of being able to entice them to join Shadow Reaper
Arrogant or not arrogant? Brave or not brave? Money-driven or not?
...everyone was different and that's why I needed information.
Because they were after all extras. Although I wrote about them, I didn't know too much about their backstory.
If I wanted to recruit them, I needed to be able to familiarize myself with them better so that I could entice them more convincingly...
The sun began to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows as the day waned. Jonathan took the list and nodded, his curiosity piqued.
"Consider it done, Lucas. I'll gather all the necessary information on these individuals. Anything specific you're looking for?"
I pondered for a moment, considering the traits that would align with the vision of the Shadow Reapers. "Look for any notable skills, achievements, or affiliations. I want individuals who can contribute to our cause and help build the reputation of the Shadow Reapers. Loyalty is crucial, but I also need a mix of skills among the recruits."
Jonathan nodded in understanding. "Got it. I'll dig deep and get you the best prospects."
As he left to begin his task, I found myself alone with my thoughts. Establishing the Shadow Reapers was just the beginning, and recruiting capable members was the next crucial step.
The individuals on the list were carefully chosen, each with unique qualities that could potentially enhance the strength of the mercenary group. However, recruiting them wouldn't be a straightforward process.
I decided to take a stroll around the headquarters, the cool evening breeze providing a moment of tranquility. The expansive facility that was once the Black Colour Gang's base now bore the mark of its transformation into the headquarters of the Shadow Reapers.
Walking through the dimly lit corridors, I reached the main hall adorned with the emblem of the Shadow Reapers—a combination of a menacing shadow and a sleek scythe. The symbol resonated with the power and mystery we aimed to embody.
As I stood there, I couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility. The choices I made and the actions I took would shape the destiny of the Shadow Reapers.
In the days to come, I would need to navigate the challenges of recruiting, training, and establishing our presence in the mercenary world. The road ahead was uncertain, but the conviction to forge a powerful and influential mercenary group burned within me.
The quietude of the headquarters echoed with the anticipation of what lay ahead. The shadows cast by the dim lights seemed to dance, whispering tales of the future that awaited the Shadow Reapers.
With a determined gaze, I prepared for the challenges that would define the path of the Shadow Reapers and, ultimately, my own destiny.