Come to the colonies they said. It will be fun, fruits are hanging low, girls are clothed skimpily and money are laying on the streets they promised! They will be balls and parties to attend, merchants to tax and their daughters to play itch-buttocks with they swore! Frickin' first day! That's all it took to send everything to drain! Joshua Lewingsham didn't even have time to greet his uncle count and he was been ambushed by frickin' king, kicked in the nuts with the family honour trampled to the dust and taken away to the nearby orchard accompanied by two cloaked men armed to the teeth with hemp noose hangin' at their waist. So much for calm family vacation. Luckily he was been able to reach the governor's palace in light-speed as soon as he understood that the uncle is not coming back from his little health walk under the trees which together with his letter of invitation gave him just enough time to ransack uncle's office to enrich himself for the upcoming trip. The storm is comin' and it's comin' fast. Better grab your price and leave the town Joshua, it's already pouring and the escape window  (or the gate on the city bridge in this particular case) is closing soon!