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The 'An Holli Corrington College', or The 'Corrish' or 'Red' School to the locals, has been completed in the Eslandolan settlement of Weelond. The school is ultimately the result of correspondence between the Mayor of Weelond, Willem Guilder and the temporary military governor of Alicentia, Major Dirk Allock. Mayor Guilder, concerned regarding the lack of educational facilities in his settlement, wrote to Major Allock in his capacity as a fellow (albeit yet to be confirmed) controller of a settlement, and a Corlander famed for his membership and patronage of the Royal Society of Natural Philosophy. After swift negotiations, Major Allcock agreed that the society would establish an office and educational facility in Weelond. Unable to visit Weelond just yet (although he has plans to do so in the near future), Major Allcock has delegated the responsibility of the new school to Thomas Elliot, a school teacher from Arlinsport. Elliot also dabbles in architecture, so the design of the new school was also left to him. Major Allcock gave some loose direction, the school should ideally be on a medium plot size, and should be a testament to the Corlander dedication to the Sciences and education in general. On arriving in Weelond Elliot found the purchase of a suitable block of land quite difficult, even with a letter of introduction from the Mayor himself. Not surprisingly in a settlement controlled by the very successful merchants of the MCTC, land prices were highly competitive to say the least! In the end Elliot settled for a small, narrow block and secured its lease at a very competitive rate (it was thought too small to be of any real value!). He then proceed to design a three story facility. To highlight this was a Corlander establishment, the only natural colour to build in was of course red - with black and white trim. Unfortunately white stone was in quite high demand, and white washing didn't convey the grandeur Elliot wished to convey, so the white was replaced with light grey. The school as seen from the street with an Eslandolan Soldier patrolling the streets, and from the rear where a small chilli bush has been cultivated - Elliot has developed quite a taste for spicy foods and grows his own supply! The ground floor is used for classes. Mondays and Tuesdays Elliot teaches the children of wealthy merchants and the moneyed class. The essentials of reading, writing and arithmetic are covered (He finds this class most attentive to the mathematical sessions!) as well as a smattering of Natural Philosophy. Wednesdays and Thursdays are a more mature age, with locals interested in Natural Philosophy learning the basics of that science. Fridays and Saturdays Elliot has off, or devotes to his own studies, and Sundays he holds free classes for the poorer children of the settlement who are required to work throughout the week. The middle floor is a devoted living area which is also regularly co-opted for scientific studies. The upper floor is Elliot's Bed chamber and where his white cat Molly can often be found. The whole place is furnished in a rather Spartan style, some may remark it needs a women's touch? Who knows, maybe School master Elliot will find love with a local Eslandolan women? ----------------------------- Something a little different from my usual style, my first attempt at a fully modular house. Heavily based on the design in the excellent MOC found here, I really liked the turret on the front of the building but modified the rear of the building, windows, roof and most obviously the colours! I wanted to use bright 'classic' colours - hopefully the red is not too bright and fits in to the generally more colourful Eslandolan style! I was a bit worried the design maybe a bit modern, but I think it works. The build will be licensed as a small educational property in the settlement of Weelond. Enjoy and as always C&C welcome! Oh and here is an extra view of all the components together!
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Soldiers need somewhere to live too, so a barracks complex has been started in Abigail Park, a reserve close to the centre of the settlement of Mooreton Bay. Constructed of rough convict hewn sandstone, similar to Fort Denison, canny observers will note firing slits in the ground floor of the utilitarian structure. A while ago Major Dirk Allcock was able to arrange for a shipment of the New Pattern muskets that are starting to equip Corlander line regiments back in the old world. The detachment of the Light Company of the 47th Regiment of Foot that he commands will be armed with the new musket as a New World trial. Here, they conduct a demonstration of the new musket. Some Royal Marines, including the newly promoted Captain Stewart , together with some visiting Naval Officers, have come to watch the demonstration, as the new pattern musket has yet to be approved for Marine or Naval use. A quick build mainly to show off the Brick Arms muskets I was able to obtain at Canberra Brick Expo earlier in the month. I'll license the barracks as a residence. Any resemblance in the uniforms on the targets to the uniforms to those of other nations is purely... well intentional... you've got to train how you expect to fight right?!? I'm sure someone will call me a warmonger in outrage but seriously, no malice intended to our bluecoat friends Oh and the cannon design is from Captain Braunsfeld's Eslandolean 8th Army MOC. -
Blimey, who the heck MOC us on this boring barren rock? I don't recall signing up for this call of duty. Matey, bring me another bottle of rum, BURP. Sea Rats Play Fort by dr_spock_888, on Flickr
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This is the second part of a multi-part collaborative with Bregir which will consist of our Challenge 4 entries as well as a free build or two. Hope you enjoy and please feel free to make C&C as usual! Also I plan on licensing the tavern as a small artisan in Mooreton Bay. Prior builds: In The Captain's Cabin Following builds: Arriving at Mooreton Bay _________________________________________________________________________ “Major Allcock, you asked me to notify you if our agents heard significant news from Leopoldis, well this morning I have received some troubling correspondence from my contact there” opened ETTC Agent for Alicentia, Colin Jenkins. “Do go ahead my dear Sir, what are our neighbours up to?” asked an instantly interested Dirk. “It appears a large warship has recently arrived in the harbour there, my man claims it is a sixth-rate frigate….” Dirk instantly sat up, that size vessel was larger than any Corrington naval vessel currently in the new world. “A sixth-rate? Is he sure?” he asked. “He is ex-navy, so I assume he would know.” “The vessel is from the Garvian Navy?” asked Dirk. “Well this is where it gets interesting,” said Jenkins, “apparently she was, although her status is now unclear. The crew are rumoured to be serving under letters of marque and it has reported to have been seen flying the black – so I assess it is currently serving as a privateer.” Dirk by now was quite visibly worried. This was indeed major news. The presence of such a large privateer so close to the Corlander possessions of Alicentia and Cocovia was very concerning. The fact it was a Garvian privateer, apparently using the the Garvian settlement of Leopoldis on Alicentia as a base was equally worrying to Dirk, who had a latent fear of conflict between Corrington and Garvey for possession of Alicentia. “This is indeed troubling, is there any other information?” asked Dirk “No, that is all he had to report, that and the name of the vessel, The Black Oak.” Replied Jenkins. “We must find out more. I will need to alert Commander Cooke and Sir Thomas Smaugton on Cocovia, but without more information on the vessels intentions the news is of little value.” Dirk paused, Commander Jonathan Cooke was the Military Governor of Cocovia and Mayor of King's Harbour. Sir Thomas was the mayor of Quinsville, the other Corlander settlement on Cocovia. “Actually Cooke is due to visit here on his way back to Cocovia within the next fortnight. I must have more information to present to him then.” With that the two men exchanged salutations, and Dirk rushed off to plan how to obtain more information. A couple of days later….. Davy Russell, former Captain of the pirate vessel Bonne Voyage, now convict in Mooreton Bay, entered 'The Yellow Mermaid', a seedy tavern, with a suitably disguised Major Allcock. Davy enjoyed a privileged position for a convict – while some of his more roguish former comrades laboured away in penal work parties around the island, the charismatic and educated former pirate had integrated his way into the Major’s inner circle. Using knowledge accumulated over his years of experience as a mariner and his contacts throughout the Sea of Storms and beyond, he provided advice and information to Dirk to assist in the running of the settlement. It was such information that led the two men to this tavern. Yesterday a sailor had appeared in the settlement claiming to be from Leopoldis and bragging about a privateer crew poised to take a prize so big, they would never have to sail again. Davy, knowing the Major was actively looking for information on the rumoured privateer in Leopoldis, had dutifully reported his presence. Dirk, desperate for more information before Commander Cooke arrived, had donned a disguise and had accompanied Davy to the tavern to find out more. On entering the tavern, the barman, an associate of Davy, silently nodded towards a drunken and dishevelled sailor in the corner of the room, who appeared to be mumbling into an empty cup of rum. “Hello matey!” exclaimed Davy. Dirk waited back in the shadows. “Looks like you be needing a refill of that there cup! – Barman, two more of your finest if you please” “We only be having rotgut and you well know it Davy” rejoined the Barman, slamming two cups of sickly smelling rum on the bench. “Aye well, it’s all grog ain’t it!” then Davy turned back to the drunken sailor, who was looking around blankly, startled at this sudden intrusion into his misery and yet not believing his luck in a full cup. “What brings you here friend?” asked Davy. “They kicked me off” explained the indignant drunk. “Who kicked you off what?” “The Captain kicked me off the Oak” explained the drunk as if that made perfect sense to all. “Just kicked me off…. Told me if I ever showed my face around the settlement again they’d keelhaul me…. Me Rotgut Roger. Keelhaul me….. “ As Dirk observed silently, the conversation continued back and forth at a rather painful pace. Davy draw out that the drunk, whose name apparently was Roger, had been run off the Garvian privateer accused of breaking into the rum supply – an accusation Dirk had no problems believing. What was interesting is that the drunk constantly mentioned the huge amount of treasure the ship was expecting to plunder. Could this treasure be from plundering Mooreton Bay? Dirk didn’t think so, surely there wasn’t enough in his small settlement to attract such rumours. However try as he might, Davy couldn’t extract any more from the sailor, who had now lapsed into a drunken stupor, and was incoherently babbling in the corner. The two men turned and left, Dirk generously tipping the barman on the way out. Now he had confirmed the frigate in Leopoldis was a privateer, and one intent on some large scale plunder… but where and or who???? The next day…. Dirk was awoken early in the morning when Xochitl unexpectedly arrived in his quarters bearing news. A Halosian man had been found by her father’s warriors wandering deep in the jungle. The tribesmen believed he was fleeing from Leopoldis, and knowing Dirk’s interest in that place had sent for him immediately. Later in the day, guided by Xochitl and her attendants, Dirk arrived at the scene where a tattered man lay. Several warriors stood around, although none ventured to close to the man, who was clearly not in a good way – pale, with a visible fever and several seeping wounds. Dirk approached and indicated for Xochitl to bring water. “Ho friend, help is here.” Said Dirk in a soothing voice. The man looked up, his cloudy eyes not really seeing. “dying” he croaked. “must warn the fleet…” he gasped. “We’ll have you back in civilisation soon” replied Dirk, although he realised the sad truth, it was too late, the man was clearly dying. Xochitl passed him a piece of paper she had found in the man's pocket. It was a personal letter and quickly scanning it Dirk learned the man was named Juan deLuna and was a treasury clerk from the Eslandolian settlement of Nellisa. “Who are you?” asked Dirk, “kidnapped… taken from Nellisa…. you must warn them….” “Warn who friend, who kidnapped you?” “Pirates, Garvians…… warn the treasure fleet….. the secret is known…. You must warn them….” With that the man made a final effort to clear his vision, unfortunately he must have recognised the red uniform coat Dirk was wearing as he gave a startled gasp. “You’re not Eslandolian!!” he exclaimed. With that what remaining colour was left in his face drained, his eyes rolled back into his head and he died. Dirk stood up, shook his head at the watching Sergeant Gowen, who now approached. “Most interesting Sergeant,” commented Dirk, “It would seem the pieces of our puzzle are coming together” “If you say so Sir,” replied Sergeant Gowan. Dirk stared into the jungle pensively and reviewed what he had discovered. A large Garvian Privateer had arrived in Leopoldis. The crew of the privateer were boasting of a potentially huge prize. Now an Eslandolan man turns up, claiming to have been abducted from Nellisa and who died fleeing his capturers – capturers who were almost certainly those same Garvian privateers. And the dying man clearly concerned with warning the ‘treasure fleet’. Yes the pieces to this puzzle were starting to make sense. Another fusilier approached through the undergrowth. “Sir, our lookouts are reporting the approach of Commander Cooke’s ship” reported the private. “Excellent, let us go and greet him and Don Montoya.” replied Dirk, confident he now had enough to make a report and informed assessment. _______________________________________________________________________ And a final image to prove it's all in the 32x32 footprint!
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The next part in my collab with Ayrlego and my category 4A entry. Prior builds: In the Captains Cabin (Bregir) Pieces Of A Puzzle (Ayrlego) Arriving at Mooreton Bay (Bregir) Continuation: TBD What Major Allcock had to report made Cooke regret the orders he had given Ferguson. The Athena could have evened the scores somewhat, but she would be halfway to Cocovia by now. The curse of hindsight. Cooke pushed aside these fruitless thoughts and considered recent events. Just earlier this day he had stepped aboard the old Ironsides, only to be greeted by a widely smiling version of his old friend Ferguson. "I have been given the honour of being the first to congratulate you on your promotion, CAPTAIN Cooke," he had said, presenting Cooke with a set of glorious golden epaulettes and the news of his promotion. "Post-captain" - he had yet to fully grasp his own bliss. And while the Ironsides was not the frigate he had dreamt of, nor exactly a flyer, she was still a powerful tool if only used right... And he found himself endearing to her already. His orders reaffirmed his position as commander of her Royal Majesty's armed forces on and around Cocovia, and in Ferguson he had been given a competent officer to assist him in this task. Which is why only hours ago, it had seemed so natural to dispatch him with the Athena to Cocovia with the newest orders and directives. Cooke had to admit other duties had forced him to neglect the colony recently, but Ferguson would surely make up for this. It was in the capacity of commander that he was now talking to Major Dirk Allcock, the ranking Corlander military officer on Alicentia and temporary military governor of the colony, and a friend and colleague of Montoya's. Being responsible for the colony, Allcock had been concerned by the build-up of military forces in the neighbouring Garvian colony Leopoldis, which had led him to investigate recent rumours of a large warship being stationed there. "Let me see if I understand you correctly, Major. A Garvian frigate sailing under a letter of marque has arrived in Leopoldis, rumoured to after the largest ever prize of the New World?" "Correct," Allcock interjected. "And you believe the prize is an Eslandian treasure fleet?" "So everything suggests, sir." "You have done good work, Major, very good work. One might take you for a man of intelligence one day. Intelligence work, I mean." Cooke said, forcing a smile. "Thank you, sir! All in the line of duty." Allcock said, bowing his head politely. "Diplomacy be damned... Even though we know all this, there is nothing I can do without risking diplomatic ramifications... We need proof," exclaimed Cooke after a short pause. "Might I suggest getting someone on board the privateer to investigate? We could arrange for certain crewmembers to... fall ill, opening up for replacements..." "A sound suggestion that might give us conclusive evidence," Cooke responded before letting out a sigh. "But it is a dangerous mission... And we would have to ensure our men get picked..." "One of my advisors... Russel should be able to arrange for me and him to fill those openings. He is somewhat of a rogue, but rather well-connected in the relevant... eh... circles..." "Are you willing to take that risk?" Cooke asked, and Allcock nodding in the affirmative. "Very well. I shall row you out myself to see you off. And you must get off that vessel the moment you have the necessary proof - take no chances! When you return, the Ironsides may have to re-earn her nickname..." And so, late next evening, a new purser and his mates were being taken to the "Black Oak" in the port of Leopoldis after the original crewmembers had suffered from alcohol induced comas... "Godspeed, Major Allcock, Godspeed..." "Thank you, Commander Cooke. I shall return as soon as I have the evidence..." ----------------------------------------- Hope you like the story and builds - C&C is, as ever, more than welcome. Stay posted for more. Extra photos in the spoiler.
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Hello everyone, I am trying to hammer out the last of a working draft of the BoBS system this week. I have a question for you all though as I go through this. I spent a few hours making a very detailed system of property owning, squatting, raiding, trading, and other mechanisms, but it would take a little while to read and understand. In this version there is an economic engine that allows players to achieve new goals, new rights, and even their own colonies. It is a bit complex though. We also have a draft of basic economic rules without the property owning, raiding, or other ways to obtain gold other than simple free builds and challenge builds (and duels) . I think it is almost ready to use, but makes the project much more like Guilds of Historica than something entirely new. So, my question to you all is which would you rather see? A) A complex system from the start that will take some time to get used to B) A simple system, with basic gold gathering objectives, but not much depth beyond that. C) A tiered system, we start with the simple system, and every few months lay down another part of the rules scheme to make the game more complex over time. The disadvantage here is to newer players who start in the more complicated scheme later on after the veterans know it like the back of their hand. The other drawback is some of the features will not be available for some time. EDIT: I should mention that the whole system is designed that a builder could "play" outside the game mechanism if they wished. Their team would still receives points and gold for their builds, but they are not kept track of (or limited) by the game system with points and scores. They also can't achieve some of the achievements and positions in the game, but they are not limited as much by the game's currency, gold.
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Hello again, oh wait, that's ahoy again, of course! Today, another ship for the ever growing Oleander fleet. Proudly presenting: The 'Infatigable' Infatigable's keel was laid down four months ago in the smaller of the two 'Pontaniou' basins in Quilbignon, right next to La Recouvrance. But as the latter was launched shortly after, work on Infatigable was interrupted due to a shortage of timber after hurricanes Hilda and Stepho had devastated large parts of New Terra, as especially Le Bellan was in dire need of construction material. But work was resumed in April, and now she was finally launched and immediately attached to the New Terra Fleet. Infatigable is the fastest warship ever constructed in the Royal Shipyards in Quilbignon - a schooner, fast, agile, and equipped with sixteen 12-pounder long guns - lead-ship of her class, a majestic sight. She's on her way to Breshaun now, ready to indefatigably pursue her adversaries, and to enforce Oleon's rule wherever needed. about: Like most of my ships, Infatigable started with a look at the ship classification chart, as I needed ideas for a 5A1. But finding examples for large schooners of war turned out quite a quest. In fact I didn't find any reference ship that would be larger than a brig, but smaller than a corvette, so this is more of a fantasy ship. But nonetheless, Infatigable is easily one of my favorite ships so far. I'm really happy with her hull, which took me quite long to shape. As I wanted to build her as low as possible, I 'cut off' plate by plate, changing her base several times, until reaching what I think is a minimum height for me on this build. Again, she's a flush deck ship with no cabin box - just like Gladiateur - but I hope her side galleries being ornate blinds is presented better here. Some numbers: the length on her waterline is 88 studs, length over all is 116 studs, and her beam measures 21 studs. As always, she's buildable, and with proper rigging and some flex tubes support her mast should carry the weight of her huge sails IRL... but then, I won't build her Thanks for watching C&C welcome! Vive le Roi!
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Somewhere in New Terra to the east of Halos with a copy of the journal...
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According the King'sport advertiser the Raenette II participated in a big action against the Mardieran privateer L'Olius and succeeded in the capture of the Spotted Sparrow, a war brigantine. Here is what happened (according Felipe de la Manzana) : Captain's log entry, 29th of April 616 : "We started our route with a good escort lead by our friends of Corrington. The Company is in good term with Corries and we managed to open a MAESTRO branch in the Red country, so the escort is more than welcome, even if my new Ténotclaxcan crew member doesn't seem enchanted to encounter Corleanders." The situation became a bit strange when the escort had been separated from the merchants. Captain's log entry, 30th of April 616 : "I lost see on the escort, and we are some trading ships lost at the mercy of the simplest pirate ship that could attack us. I didn't understand what happened to the escort..." "Ah! I said we were lost, and it will probably... A Mardier fleet is in sight... They showed their colours ! it's a black and red flag ! Privateers ! A full fleet of Mardieran privateers... Probably L'Olius, the dreadful privateer that already attacked Eslandola ! Now I can guess what happened to our escort..." And the battle began. With an excellent anticipation, Felipe used the speed of the fast Raenette to pass behind the Spotted Sparrow, a full armed Brigantine, while the boardside fired but the Privateer vessel missed Felipe's. Then, using the Ténotclaxcans method of boarding, Felipe's crew engaged the Mardierans directly at the navigation deck and tryed to kill the captain and the navigator to stop the ship. And Felipe's crewmen finally killed the privateer captain and begin to become masters of the War Brigantine. The rest of the Mardieran crew surrendered or flew at sea. This is how Felipe de la Manzana won a War vessel. This ship, as a revenge on L'Olius Mardier Privateer fleet, had been re-named the Pinapple Revenge by Felipe and is joining MAESTRO's fleet as a class 3A war brigantine. More pictures with the new flags on her (Please Maxim, use this picture for the ship index) : Thank you for reading. The ship is totally built on a custom hull based on CMF's baseplates I placed to give the curve aspect of the hull. I took some time to have a better rigging than my last ships and even made some ratlines ! The sails are just paper sails as I will not be able to have better sails before the end of the month, but one should know I have a project to create quality custom cloth sails. So I will probably post some new pictures when I'll have them. As always, C&Cs are welcome !
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Fascinated by the reports in Father Tholeau's journal, Cato Calrelli immediately wanted to set sail to the mentioned island. But realizing he was out out supplies, he instead changed course back to Terreli to return better prepared as soon as possible. Unfortunately for him and his career, Calrelli was a bit too eager getting home quickly. He ignored the bad weather warnings from the Kings Port Advertiser. Never a good thing to do! He didn't wait for the storm front to pass, and took the direct route - were the hurricane caught his ship. Only with luck Calrelli and his crew were washed up on the shores of Terraversa. Alive - but he would never again be given the chance to captain another expedition to find out if Father Tholeau's stories were true. -
A favourite for all the children and for the grown-ups who managed to stay young inside: Paolo, the phenomenal puppet player of Pontelli! Paolo's tales of heroes, knights and villains are loved throughout the city... ... and his hat is usually well filled with coins. Paolo currently stages the story of a long forgotten civil war, including a mummy king coming from the desert. Wild! (And Alberto da Pontelli is a fan too) It was high time to add some "Art and Culture" to Pontelli! C&C Welcome -
Tall and strong and skilled and whistling the Mason of Pontelli is chiseling and when he's finished each one who sees it says "ah". Marty the Mason is instructing his son how to work on a statue that was obviously ordered by some pirate. Upstairs you will find some of Marty's other work. The rock on the left is yet to be turned into something decent... I hope that someone will note the chandelier... Pics are larger, better and brighter on flickr. (You may need to scroll down a bit.) C&C welcome.
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Dramatis Personae: Previously: http://www.eurobrick...opic=127388&hl= Somewhere on the high seas... Captain, it's no use! We can't catch the Absolutely Fabulous. Our ship is just not fast enough. Then feast your eyes on this latest marvel of Oleon engineering! I have commisioned a ship with double the sails for double the speed! Behold, the Bieber Fever! She has a speed rating of 6! Alois can't run from me now! HA HA HA HA HA HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE!!! Sir, there's no ship class with a speed rating of 6 in this game. My dear, dear Dieter. Stop and think for a second. She can be whatever we want her to be if we don't license her! HA HA! The master naval tactician strikes again! That's genius, sir! Sir! The crew can't figure out how the rigging works! Nevermind that! There's the Absolutely Fabulous! FULL SPEED AHEAD!!! Sir, the Absolutely Fabulous is sailing through the narrow cliffs! We won't make it! It's too late! We'll hit the cliffs! BRACE FOR IMPACT!!! Alois, my love. You have beat me again like only you can. But I'll be back for you. I'll be back with all my heart. All comments and criticisms welcome!
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The Troups of the Apple Felipe de la Manzana received a letter from Captain Santiago asking him help in Duke Prio's name. It was about helping the Duke in his fight for independance against Mardier. Felipe being no good friend of Mardier, as a proud Eslandian, decided to recruit some men to send to Prio. Here is the first troups he hired : the 4th MAESTRO platoon of infantry also known as the troups of the Apple. Thank you for reading.
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This is the result of the battle Corrington lead towards the forest against the filthy human sacrificiers who rose against King Azuma and the western settlers from Corrington and Eslandola. You can see the excellent begining of this story here. I have to thank SkaForHire to let me conclude on the fate of the Eslandolan trader known as Damion Denela. A "Gift" from Corrington : While the Doctor and his companions were preparing their expedition, Felipe de la Manzana charged Basil and el Colonel Severus to organise the security of Elysabethtown. They caught some dangerous pirates near the port and managed to put them rapidly in a "cosy" cell... When a letter arrived to Basil anouncing the arrival of Lt Tanner with the Eslandolan trader Corries caught at an horrible human sacrifice. Impossible such a tader could be from MAESTRO ! Probably an independant merchant who thought he would make more money being out of morale... After a few days, Lt Sully Tanner arrived with the prisoner solidly chained up. "Right in time ! Thought Basil. We have some pirates who are bored of our new prison..." Basil showed the way to the prison to the Lt Tanner. 'Hang on "Shrimp" encouraged the former pirate captain. You are not going to die !" - Shh. Someone ! The pirates looked at the opening door. "Let me unchained the prisoner and put some handcuffs, it will be better, isn't it ? Said Colonel Severus to Lt Tanner. - Yes of course you're right. Answered the Corleander officer. "I would like to thank MAESTRO and your leaders to have kept an open mind. Of course Corrington is not accusing the Eslandian Company to deal with those filthy barbarians !" Conclude Lt Sully Tanner shaking Basil's hand. - Thank you to trust us. I hope this incident will help our countries to be better allies in the future. Perhaps we will help you to lead some military revenge against those dangerous men !" Answered Basil. And they through the poor merchant at the mercy of the pirates prisoners into the cell... "HELP ! They will kill me !" yelled Damion Denela. The guard did not answer... I hope you'll like this (rude) scene. It is inspired from a book I recently read : Le Déchronologue, a French mix between Sci-fi and Piracy. A good read ! and an horrible prison scene !
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El Toro Bravo : A class 2A Topsail cutter After being repaired the former Oleon ship known as "La Vaillante" became "El Toro Bravo" and was given to the Eslandian Colonel Ignacio Severus to command. And she began her duty by being sent along the shores of Berelli in order to track down the pirates. I bettered the "Vaillante" I made for Challenge II and I will license her as a Class 2A vessel. I changed the colours, I change the Masts and put more in the middle the main mast. I made the rigging in order to be able to lower the sails. I think my story is well explaining how and why she became an eslandian warship... So I can license her, I never licensed her when she was Oleander. I think I can do that. If not, don't hesitate to tell me. Thank you and enjoy ! -
"It carries a bucket of water", Alberto da Pontelli exlaimed! (Some parts of his laboratory looked a bit sooty as results of the previous experiments...) "And the extract of rat liver is also working as a possible replacement for the Oleon wine! Both produce fine phlogiston when burning" "And the Royal Society has invited me to Arlinsport. This is so exciting. I need to build something bigger out of this!" And so he created the first Eslandolean airship, the "Spirit of Eslandola", which spent some time hovering above his house. (The cat was needed for balance purposes) In fact, it was just hovering and Alberto realized that he just could not tell the thing where to go. He was completely depending on the winds. No way he could make it to Arlinsport with the "Spirit of Eslandola". He would have to take a (normal) ship. "How shall I name my creation?" he pondered. It is lifted by two cotton balls and it hovers above the ground. "I shall name this invention a Ballhover" He had also added a new element (a Phlogiston-Catcher) to ensure that none of the created phlogiston would be missed. After having parked the ballhover, Alberto returned to his basement laboratory to complete his letter to the Royal Society. Alberto would debate with the monkey later to find ideas how to make a ballhover dirigible. C&C welcome. (and the pictures are much larger on flickr) Builder's comments: As for the photography, the reflections on these hemispheres are terrible... And the whole thing is utterly fragile and broke down and crashed several times .... (for those who want to try for themselves). Otherwise this was fun
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Hi guys, This is an entry for Oleon's Coronation Festivities challenge. Ceremony at the General Breshaun Monument King Philip I and his wife Queen Beatrice are busy people these days. News of the royal couple's planned trip to Breshaun has caused great excitement among the local populace, and upon their arrival, the entire town is now eager to present itself in the best light possible. Breshaun is experiencing a boom these days, its growth is literally visible, and a lot of prestigious buildings and structures have been finished just in time for the royal visit. Among these is the new monument to honor General Breshaun - the city's first governor - errected in the middle of the main market square. Now, for its inauguration a ceremony is being held - of course attended by King and Queen. And it seems that despite the early morning hours, a lot of citizens are afoot and want to welcome the royal couple, and proudly show them what the people of Breshaun are capable of creating here in their thriving city. about: This started out as a small, simple statue, but I got carried away, and this happened. The cross shaped base and the cobblestone pattern around the monument are meant to be an homage to general Breshaun's insignia, represented on the city flag - which is based on this part here. What else? Well, minifig creation and placement is really not something I enjoy in LDD. Apart from that, building this went astonishingly smooth, and I'm quite happy with the result. I hope you enjoy it, too C&C welcome! Vive le Roi!
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Story of Captain Becker Hello everyone! I finally found the time needed to make my intro thread. Reason it took so long is because of work and I have been sick lately. But not to worry! Im finally able to post this here at last! So this is my story who I am and how I came to be a Captain.I also wish this will pass as a freebuild, but we shall see. It was a quiet and a beatifull day, the sun was shining high across the sky and the weather was warm. "Its truly a hot day today...." I said to myself and drank the last wine from the glass. I just had finished my letter to my wife, as I heard someone knocking on the door. "Come!" I shouted. A man entered the room whit a small chest. "Ah, its you Jacquel, what is it?" "Sir! here´s the payment for you singing up for the Brethren of the Brickseas!" "Ah yes yes, of course. Put it over there on that small drawer and let have a look shall we?" "Aye aye Sir!" "Well. its not much but atleast its a start wouldnt you agree?" "Yes Sir!" "Jacques, have I ever told you how I became to be a Captain?" "No sir you haven't!" "Haven´t I truly? Well I must have forgotten that, would you want to hear my story then?" "Yes Sir, gladly!" "Take a seat then, wine? It arrived just today, straight from Breshaun and fresh as always!" "Thank you Sir!" "So where do I begin... I was born in outskirts of Granoleon, to a merchant family. We lived in a farm house about 10 miles off from the capital. My father was a merhant sailor and rarely at home. He served in the latest war whit Corrington and was lost in action. my Mother, was proud and strong, independent woman, but after hearing my fathers death, she eventually died of grief. I then left my home farm, joined the local Militia where I served for two years, which I got moved to Marine school, became a Captain of the marines, after that, to midshipmen and all the way to the rank of Captain. In this year of 616 in our lords year, I am 23 years old and serving in His Majestys La Royale´s fleet as a Captain." "You have risen through rank quite rapidly then Sir!" "Yes, you might even say that the gods have blessed and watched over me, although you wouldnt belive that I would have ever risen to the rank on Captain, not when I was still a young midshipmen like you, I was terrible at navigating and naval terms. I even had to make the examination for lieutenant twice! But that´s a story to another time. Now then, would you mind to take this letter to the first ship thats leaves to the Elysabethtown? Its a letter to my wife" "Aye aye Sir!" "Dismissed! And have a good day Jacques!" "Thank you Sir! As to you too!" And that was only the short version of my story... No truly it was! I have written a way longer version of it but I felt it was too numb an boring/Long to read. I will post it though if anyone is actually willing to read it. Fair winds and calm seas! Yours truly: Captain Charles J. Becker
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Aaaand it's me again, As threatened promised, here's the MOC I was referring to when I posted this scene. A River Runs Through It Captain's Log, April 29th, 616AE: In the early afternoon we finished setting up camp at the beach, and immediately afterwards I had two armed scouting parties sent out to make a perimeter check. Also, the royal geologist from Granoleon - who was assigned to my company by direct order of the Intendant Général des Finances - insisted to have his mission started right away. So I had him escorted by a 2nd platoon, and they went off into the jungle to take mineral samples from various locations. Let's see what they find. Not that I could be bothered. I'd much rather see a fresh water source located soon... and if somebody could catch some fish, that'd make my day! about: Again, not really much to tell, pretty basic stuff. It's a dull prospecting scene, but to add some fun, I tried myself on a little creek with some tiny (not so rapid) rapids and some fishy action. Still not too familiar with rockwork, but I hope it doesn't look too boring. C&C welcome! Vive le Roi!
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Ahoy again, Just leaving this little scene here, as it's needed for my next MOC. Plus, it will serve as a starting point for next month's expedition into the interior of 'The Trap'. Claiming New Lands Captain's Log, stardate April 29th, 616AE: I've sent two of my men up the beach to gather some perimeter info. Meanwhile, the rest of the company has just finished transferring our equipment from the HRS Granoleon to the beaches. She's about to set sail again, back to Breshaun, and leave us here. We'll hopefully see her again in a month from now. Until then, we'll be on our own out here. But our orders are clear: We are to officially take possession of this island, which is commonly referred to as 'The Trap', and set up a base camp in shore sight. Once this is completed and secured, I will take my company of Royal Marines inland to find out what is and what isn't true about the rumors that some pirate has made this island his home. We are prepared to meet resistance, and I'm confident my men will prevail! For Oleon! about: Not much to say about this. The ship isn't new, and the ocean is a once more enlarged version of the one I've used before, and it only had LDD crash three times The rest isn't much larger than the picture is wide. Again, this is only meant as a start for something to be hopefully continued next month. I hope, you can enjoy it a bit, anyway Vive le Roi!
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Saga of the Sea Rats, Volume 1: Piraat Rhys in Bastion Previous: An interesting Day in Granoleon... Next: |~+=@&@=+~|~+=@&@=+~|~+=@&@=+~| Log Entry 12 April 616 Bastion, Nest of Thieves Capt. Rhys Flaidd DeTaillefer Boris has opened his own business in Bastion....and it's quickly become the place to be on a Friday (or any) night.... The Dainty Sload Bar and Grill on Flickr He deftly built it up from the remains of an old wreck in the bay....a vessel once called " " Boris Kurylenko finds a new job, Bartender..... on Flickr Crewman Calvin has elected to leave life on the seas to become Boris' new cook.... Calvin, Head Chef at the Dainty Sload.... on Flickr Tayyib keeps order when things get rowdy.... Tayyib keep the peace..... on Flickr The local tribesmen really enjoy getting their groove on... Dancing Tribsmen... on Flickr Even the swordsmen from the Brotherhood stop buy for a relaxing visit... Even Brotherhood Masters enjoy a night out... on Flickr It's a great place for folks to come together and share their latest projects and ideas.... An evening out with friends.... on Flickr Anaïs arrived with her latest wonder.....the "Rifle Gun," which is far more accurate than our old Muskets.... Anaïs shows off her latest handiwork, the "Rifle." on Flickr Pavel likes to write poetry....which Redbeard Snakeskull quite enjoys... Pavel writes some poetry, Redbeard Snakeskull greets all.... on Flickr Word must be getting out...as we are seeing some new faces as of late... Interesting stranger checks out the scene.... on Flickr By far, the best (and most frequent) customer is Alois.....who can be counted on to provide interesting entertainment any day of the week.... Alois cutting loose.... on Flickr Boris has certainly found his calling... Boris is a natural when it comes to socializing.... on Flickr ======================================== Thanks for visiting!
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Ahoy mateys, A ship - who would have guessed?! Presenting: The 'Scimitar' The Scimitar is a rather unusual sight in the waters of New Terra. She is what most people these days would call a Xebec – a ship type clearly not common to the shipwrights of the Madrice Peninsula. And she wasn't built in Oleon. In fact, her true origins lie to the far south. She was bought by the Royal Shipyards from merchantmen who traded in Granoleon. Merchantmen from the Mokolei Empire, where expertly crafted Xebecs are used vastly as warships as well as traders. The Royal Shipyards were impressed by the Scimitar's cargo capacity, but astonished by her protective capacities. Arming a fast trade ship that heavily is something not very common outside the Rogian Sea, where pirates are a constant menace to merchant ships. But with the ever increasing trade volume here, more pirates are likely to try finding opportunities to prey on unprotected traders in the Eastern Brick Seas, also. So what better opportunity to learn new concepts and adapt to the new times than to buy a veteran ship, that excelled under such conditions. The Xebec design is now being studied extensively by the Royal Shipyards' master shipwrights, and the Scimitar has been given Oleander colors. Now she is ready to sail under her new flag. And - as always - IFS shaming about: This one was a tough one to build. Building the angled poop deck, and attaching it to the rest of the ship - without gravity and the magic capabilities of the opposable thumb - was, well... difficult. So was designing the latin yardarms (or what they are called) Credits for the 'eye' design go to Dunkleosteus. Some numbers: She's 92 studs long at the waterline, length overall is 135, and she is 23 studs wide. She's also my first ship to feature completely snoted decks. For now her intended class is a 5F, but I armed her a bit heavier than the average 5F, so that might change with the new ship list. I hope you like her, C&C welcome! Vive le Roi!
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Freebuild #3 April 616 In the previous episode, Captain Brickbeard with his remaining crew were casted adrift to be sharkbait after Eslandola's Blessed Angel seized their ship, the Great Scott. They drifted for days and nights until they landed on an island. There they were stranded until Susieh found them. Letter from Eslandola by dr_spock_888, on Flickr Captain Brickbeard doesn't get his day in kangaroo court as the incident was settled out of court.
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Challenge 2B A long time ago many factions fought over a tiny key island outpost in the Seas of Storm. The lookout post was installed by Oleon and provided intelligence of ship movements in the Seas of Storm. Corrington, unfriendly to Oleon, seized the outpost with a small expedition force. Their victory may have been short lived though. Victory Is Short Lived by dr_spock_888, on Flickr Here's a little fun challenge: Can you guess off the top of your head which LEGO set the island base is from? No looking up or searching.
