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On the shores of Corlean a young man lives. He stands on edge of his estate as the waves collide upon the stone covered shore. The Corlean flag whips along with his hair with it's blue and red color's shining in the glory of daylight. Suddenly a man walks behind him, with the same long brown hair. "Jean" his father Michael says, a deep voice one from many years on the fields of battle. "So, you found me" he says with dismay. "Well Son, I've known you since you were born, and I also know this is where you go to get things off your mind." "I don't think you'll want to know." "You've gotten all your daily work done early, and that's defiantly not your status quo" the young man turns around, at this point ready to admit the truth tired of holding it in. "Back in school I started to feel a patriotic sense of duty, one to Olean, just like my brother Charles felt, and just like you felt" his father takes in a deep breath to take in the new info and with that formulates a response. "You're finally going to do your service for King and Queen" he says with slight dismay. "I knew you'd say something like that, after all you were a Hussar back in your day, so why all the protest?" he says with a sudden flare of emotion. "Because it's hard for a man from Corlean to fight when he doesn't truly know his loyalty" as he looks at his son, timidly. "But I truly know that my loyalty lies with Olean, and I'm willing to do my service for King Phillip!" he says with pride looking up at the flag. "Well, you are a grown man, and if Charles can go so can you, so if you think this will be good for us Leroux's, now go and gain us some honor" his father says putting his hand on Jean's shoulder. "Thank you father" Jean says as he walks inside to get his stuff. "To think I was just like him once, just pray he doesn't end up like me" he says looking out at the seas, and the shores of the peninsula, that same one that's swallowed so many lives, and hides many secrets.
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[SR - Ch:1 Cat:B] No one expects the Olean Inquisition....
Vedauwoo posted a topic in Brethren of the Brick Seas
Saga of the Sea Rats, Volume 1: Piraat Rhys in Bastion Previous: Casualties of the storm... Next: The Bastion Otchet Ooc: this is intended to vaguely represent island 11 on the new islands map.... |~+=@&@=+~|~+=@&@=+~|~+=@&@=+~| Log Entry Capt. Rhys Flaidd DeTaillefer Unknown Island (Goma sha d'aya) SSE of Bastion, Day 158 After sailing through the night, we came upon Tzomo and Wooqui's island shortly after breakfast....to their people, it was known as "Goma sha d'aya." Our first two approaches to the island were failures....either steep escarpments of rock or dense stands of bamboo prevented us from landing.... Then, on the leeward side of a cove, we saw a promising stretch of beach...but someone was already there... Cleansing the natives by Christopher Briggs, on Flickr As I peered through the sightglass, I could make out some better details.... Oleander Conquistadors by Christopher Briggs, on Flickr Oleander Conquistadors..... I had hoped I would never again see them in my lifetime..... Led by none other than Holy Lucius Córdoba, the same vile man that had put my own family to death...leading to my new life in the Nest.... Lucius Córdoba by Christopher Briggs, on Flickr To add insult to injury....it appears some members of "La Noblesse" where there for entertainment.... Unknown lieutenant and well dressed lady by Christopher Briggs, on Flickr We were outraged..but outgunned, we could do nothing but watch as Tzomo's tribesmen were burned alive.... Olean Atrocities by Christopher Briggs, on Flickr They had been there for some time....completing their grizzly duties.... Previous victims... by Christopher Briggs, on Flickr "Let's get back to the boat, tomorrow, we show this Olean swine the wrath of the sea....." (Johnathan Livingston) Seagull by Christopher Briggs, on Flickr ====================================== Thanks for visiting! -
OoC: This is my 3rd freebuild, if you are not a Sea Rat please mark whether you vote for this build or not! Cho Fang was the captain of The Viper. A small, but well armed ship for its size, The Viper was good for hauling various kinds of cargo without getting caught at sea by anyone looking to relieve her of said cargo. Sinbad started as a member of its crew by mopping the deck, cleaning out the buckets from the crew quarters, helping the cook, and any other simple duties the captain and quartermaster could find for him to do. From the beginning of the voyage Sinbad could tell that quartermaster Li Fang (son to the captain) did not like him. It was obvious by the less-than-savory duties and looks Li gave him. But after a few days at sea, after Sinbad had proved his claim to be a hard worker Li began to let off. However, there was still some obvious resentment harbored by Li against Sinbad. Sinbad assumed it was because Cho, Li’s father, had forced the issue of hiring him on as deck hand. Sinbad didn’t understand why, if there was so much tension between the father and the son, how one was captain and the other quartermaster until after he learned that on pirate vessels, the crew votes to decide who fulfills those rolls. This crew had served under Cho Fang for many years, but enough of them saw his age as a potentially fatal flaw and so voted his son into the position of quartermaster. After leaving Rassilon, The Viper took its cargo back to Olean where a Lord Foxx was waiting to purchase it. Upon arriving at the docks Sinbad helped with the unloading and everything seemed to be going according to plan until some Bluecoat guards came up to them and demanded that they come with them. Sinbad found himself marched with Captain Cho and a few other members of the crew unlucky enough to be at the docks at that moment towards a large stone building situated equal distance between the heart of the city where La Noblesse lived and the docks where the working man lived. They were taken into a room where Lord Foxx and an advisor were arguing. “Ah,” began Lord Foxx, “Good, you’ve arrived. Men, you may go now.” “Lord Foxx,” stated Captain Cho, “I demand to know the meaning of this! Why have you interrupted our work and brought us in like common criminals!?” “It’s quite unfortunate, really” began Foxx. “You see the Order has found out about our little venture of reselling the goods you obtain from the pirates at quite a profit here in Olean. Since you are not one of their approved, taxed and monitored methods of trade, they have threatened me with the Clerics of Hades unless I cease my partnership with any ‘unapproved’ privateers and quietly donate a substantial sum to the Church.” “So you would turn on me, a man who has brought you good business,” replied Cho, “just like that!?” “Well, it’s not like I had a choice really” stammered Foxx. “But please don’t think I’m going to leave you with nothing. I’ve already arranged to purchase your cargo through a friend of a friend who has ties with Eslandola. You won’t receive as much money for it, but it’ll be a fair price. I brought you here in chains for show, to make it seem like I had really changed, but after dark I will sneak you back to your ship. It’s unfortunate our partnership must end, but please don’t look on me too unkindly. I do not share the freedom you pirates know on the Nest, I am bound by the rules of the Order.” Lord Foxx looked concerned and nervous as he waited for Cho to respond, “Well?” “You have honor,” began Cho, “I cannot fault you for that. Many men would not have done as you have for us. But you lack a spine.” And with that Captain Cho turned to leave. In the morning The Viper set sail, back to the port of Rassilon at The Nest of Thieves.
