Out of the Ashes -Roadmonkeytj To hell (and back?) -Keymonus Meanwhile in Acropolis -Keymonus Devastation of Charlatan Bay -Roadmonkeytj Waiting in the wasteland -Keymonus Those Damned Cannons -Keymonus Restoring Order to Chaos -Roadmonkeytj Relief Mission - Gedren_y  The road towards peace - Keymonus The town over the cliffs - Keymonus The Battle for Lowtown - Keymonus Civilization is Returning - Roadmonkeytj Fire and blood! - Keymonus Time to Go Home - Keymonus (A reflection back on the end of December 619 Infero Pordejon, Charlatan Bay) The fight for Charlatan Bay seemed to be at an end now ... Almost a year of skirmishes and battles in the streets.  The fighting was not like that any colonial army had ever seen.  There was no presenting arms there was no formations waiting to open fire.  The men of Charlatan Bay were not void of fighting experience even though nariey any of them had never trained in an Army.  The Men of Charlatan Bay knew one thing and they knew it well ... boarding.  Because of this there were no battle fields there was only the unexpected. The Skirmishes that took place were bloody as men would lie in wait for the Malitia to make it's advance.  Suddenly a lone cry of attack would break the still air, followed by a team of screaming as men armed with pistols, muskets, axes, or spiked clubs would pour out of alleyways, from behind closed doors, emerge from piles of hay, or simply seem to just manifest from thin air.   Those that weren't killed or severely wounded would disappear as quickly as they appeared when the call to retreat was given. All of this was still circulating in Gustaf's head when he joined Tristan's men at the Docks. (Photo credit to Keymonus) It was easy for Gustaf to slip away for a moment and pen a letter in Honest Bob's. The harder part was to get a messenger to deliver it to Tristan after it was too late to tack back around. Luckily there was enough commotion at the Docks and a messenger was obtained without notice. (Photo credit to Keymonus) With that task done Gustaf rejoined Tristan and finished seeing the long boats off. Once the sails were unfurled Gustaf retired to the Governor's House on the edge of Hightown overlooking the Bay where he would watch the ship make it's way around the North Point and on it's way to Acropolis.     Once Tristan had been well under way and the settlement had slipped out of the range of the sextant a cabin boy presented Tristan with a letter bearing Gustaf's seal.   Tristan, It is with a deep saddness that I must watch your masts fade away on the horizon.  It has been a fond journey fighting along side you once again.  The New Malitia is quite a feat for this settlement.  Citizens protecting fellow citizens is a monumental accomplishment in this city of the underbelly.  My joy however is quinched with the fear that  this new found peace will not last. 
As the Nights have grown longer as the seasons have changed I find myself overhearing whispers in the shadows and alleyways.  They talk of the remaining street gangs staging to divide low town again after ”the regulars” depart from this place.  It's as if your trained men hold some sort of power over them that the newly trained Malitia does not.  It's as if they feel they can turn the Malitia to their cause again.  I fear for this fragile balance that those men that choose to stay hold.  I fear how quickly it will all unravel once the public opinion sways.
Please don't be frustrated that I didn't share this in person.  I know how you are ... You would have stayed and continued this fight with me.  Alas my friend I recognize your need to conduct your affairs.  This is why I only tell you in this letter.  I could not bear it on my heart to hear of you swinging from a gallows as a traitor to your duties because you chose  to stay and fight!  I know you feel a personal responsibility for this fight but I believe it is time to involve your Superiors.  I believe a well trained Malitia will only carry us so far.   I have drawn plans for construction of barracks and training  grounds in front of the low wall of the fort.  Perhaps you could pass word that the new Govenor of Charlatan Bay is willing to put up toops and ships in the Harbor to help support the new order of the Bay. Good luck with your endevors and I eagerly await for news of your response. Your good Friend  Gustaf VonBricktin Govenor of Charlatan Bay   ______________ What does this mean for Charlatan Bay? Gustaf has been Promoted to Govenor of Charlatan Bay.  New Construction is underway.  The fighting is Quelled for now. All that is left is to wait and see. comments welcome!