Foe-Hammer PMSC / FHSC

Growing up in the 28th century, off stories of grandeur and exploration, with individuals such as Nick Croshaw and Vernon Tar, this group of five friends had chosen to pursue citizenship and adventure through the citizenship program of the UEE. Finding many like-minded individuals in their chosen fields of military service, this friend group would soon grow exponentially. The original five would establish a bar with money they saved for their fellow sailors, pilots, explorers, miners, and soldiers, everything these five saw themselves as growing up. This bar grew from much more than just a hangout to a family; People you could rely on, someone to call when your Tarsus device fails in a backwater system, as they would back in the day. The five were called to service in a far-off conflict in the Virgil System. This conflict changed them, the Battle of Cyrene in 2736 was particularly chaotic with one of the 5 losing an arm and another losing an eye. The five would lose contact as the conflict spread, requiring greater attention to their roles in the UEE machine.

The years went on, and a bitterness grew. The never-ending growth of mega corporations, the rife corruption, and the flagrant disregard, at times, for human life, slowly ate away at the five. As time continued during their service and efforts to obtain citizenship, they would become disillusioned with the lies of the UEE and their accomplices. The five would slowly reach back out; they shared their pain, their concerns, and their connection was renewed. Upon completing their service, the five decided to close their bar, leaving a note on the door, “Find us,” to all who had frequented the establishment. Those who did, often fellow ex-military, were likewise under the impression that a quiet life under the UEE was not for them. Banding together, they established the Foe-Hammer PMSC.

The PMSC would be established with a council of five, deciding among themselves to maintain a council of no more than five. Whenever a member of the council passes, they must vote on who would be worthy to fill the empty seat of their brother. This is no small task. This is not a role for the lighthearted or the absent-minded. The potential member must be sharp, able to think on his feet, knowledgeable about the inner workings of the organization and the various industries it caters to. They must be resourceful and personable, but most importantly, they must be a leader. A leader that one can trust, can follow. Without the strong leadership exemplified over the centuries, this organization would have fallen into ruin long ago. For nearly 220 years, this organization has developed and expanded. Branching from the original military aspects of this unit, they now span a broad range of services to occupy their time and line their pockets.

In recent years, the Vanduul War and subsequent small scuffles across the known systems would eat away at Foe-Hammer’s numbers. The organization was on the brink of collapse, down to only a few key figures and supporting personnel. The newest head of the council, Ford_335, could not bear to see the proud traditions and history of this once broad-reaching mercenary unit collapsed into history. He would sell off his family’s treasures to rebuild the losses that decades of constant conflict had brought. Purchasing ships, training crew, and expanding services, the PMSC is once again growing and expanding to become the great unit it once was. As it expands, the unit strives to increase available services and roles upholding the oldest tradition of community; This way ensuring a role for all who dare to dive into the emptiness of space to secure their fortunes.