BEYOND THE GUILDS
BEYOND THE GUILDS
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In the deepest pockets at the edge, there is little enough lawmen to enforce the lawlessness that goes on there. Colonial holdings and far off outposts are expected to pay their share of taxes to the Republic, but can’t expect a concerned, rapid response should something go wrong.
Enter the Bronze Guild, the largest of the bounty hunter companies that exist to enforce law, or at least, frontier justice to those looking for payback when a wrong is committed. And while the guild holds itself to a high standard of self imposed discipline, not everyone can afford to hire a Bronze Guild bounty hunter when the needs arise.
The Brotherhood is one of those off the books mercenary clans that will scoop up contracts for a little scratch, to dish out a lot of ammunition. Officially known as the Brotherhood of Vengeance, the largest of the clans makes their home in a ship graveyard at the galactic site for the Battle of Telos.
The Brotherhood was originally formed by a posse who hunted down the Zhee warlord who kidnapped and raped a merchant’s daughter. After the savage revenge played itself out, several of the conspirators decided to form a group to mete out frontier justice in the absence of real law. A man named Riley took lead as its first founding member, with Tyrus Rechs overseeing events and adding his usual acumen to cement the foundation of the newly formed clan.
Of course, over the decades after their founding, the bounty hunters became less concerned with upholding justice throughout the sector, and instead became more akin to a mercenary company, with branches working along galaxy’s edge. Flying missions out of the Battle of Telos Graveyard, the Brotherhood takes the sort of contracts that led them to the employ of Goth Sullus during his rise to power.
See more of the Brotherhood in the pages of Galactic Outlaws!
The more lore that gets revealed about the GE universe, the more we see Tyrus Rechs had his hands on galactic society, trying to prevent it from all falling apart. In a more violent way, he seems to have embodied what Tolkien and Lewis described as “fighting the long defeat,” knowing that he himself could not stem the tide . . . but trying to slow it down as much as possible. How did his dad put it? “Tyrus, you be that line.”