Darka/School of Obedience

Welcome

So you have chosen me, Vatticus Rexx Vashmere, to be your Mentor and guide into your new life as a Mercenary of Darka. Let me introduce myself to you before we continue with your lessons. I am a machine of Darka, a living, breathing, roaring automaton of Darka. I live to serve the King, the realm and you. I am unlike most teachers you had the chance to choose before choosing me in that I do not have much interest in titles, politeness or semantics of ediquett when it comes to making you the sharpest sword you can ever be. My only goal here is to see that when I dispatch you into the free world, that you are able to do the following with no hesitation or moment of thought when the proper time has come..

• Kill for Darka
• War for Darka
• Die for Darka

This school is unlike all others. It will tolerate less mouth, less weakness and it will never be known as anything less then truly "brutal" and "heartless" in the face of your education. You chose me for a reason; You wanted to suffer the worst to become the best.

Once you are fit to be left to your own actions without a mentor, you will have the right to say you passed the lessons of a man who demands nothing less then brutality and perfection in his students. I am known throughout Darka as a man who bathes in violence and blood, but also obeys the Crown and Law above all motivating thoughts within my own mind and body. Nothing matters more then you becoming a razor sharp enough to slice through any army. You are now in the hands of a man who openly calls himself, and those who teaches, “Dogs of Darka”.

I welcome you with open arms and hope you are strong enough to survive the most brutal of courses in Mercenary tactics, philosophies and practices. You will bleed here, you will feel pain here, you will wish me dead and destroyed before we are done. But on the day you are released from my care, I will feel honored to have served you as your loyal servant and teacher.

I thank you for the chance to educate you on the solid ways of Darka and its populace of mercenaries. Before long, you will be showered with gold, and knee deep in the skulls and blood of your fallen enemies. And…when you finally die at the hands of another warrior, you will die knowing that warrior was damn good at what he was doing, because NO MORTAL kills a Darkan easy.

Lastly…and this is very serious. I do NOT tolerate words of respect such as “my lord, Sir, captain, Teacher, etc”. I am a Dog of Darka. I bark like a Dog of Darka. I bite like a Dog of Darka. I kill like a Dog of Darka. You will call me “Dog” or simply by my name, Vatticus (Vatt will do fine as well). This has been my way since my arrival here, and you are to never call another man or woman a Dog but me, and those who adopt this title with honor.

With this said, lets begin your education in death, gold and war.

Vashmere 04:36, 19 August 2007 (CEST)

The Mercenary Way

Class 1: The Mercenary Way.

Class 2: Tenets of Conduct.