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Dear beloved father, I must make a confession to you. First, let me tell you that I tried. I really tried. You know it was always my intention to take care of our family's farm. But as I returned home from service in His Majesty's army you and mother weren't alive any more. And the harvest was destroyed by rats and wild boars. I had no seeds to start new. What was I to do? Where was I to go? So with a heavy heart I sold the land, and from the money bought a small cog. She is no great vessel, but a solid one. And she is mine. Her dimensions are 30x8 units. What makes her special is her construction, she only consists of 1x4 planks, curved planks. Midships she is 2.5 units wider than at the stern. I had never before seen such a design. Like a typical cog, she has a forecastle, a crow's nest, and one large sail. She's not a mighty looking ship, and features no decoration. But father, the Gods were good to me. As I bought her, the Royal Navy chartered vessels throughout the city. At first nobody knew what for, but when the King's officers came to charter my ship, I was told that all ships would be sent to Terra Nova. But I wasn't told any details. However, I asked to be sent there, too, as I am an officer of the reserve, and to serve King and country is my duty. Also I had to make sure to be properly paid the charter costs for my ship. It's always good to be where your assets are. But that wasn't the end of the good news! The navy decided to arm my small cog, and I received four light cannons, plus they had my steering improved for the harsh conditions at sea. So here I am on this ship, we are where duty calls us to be. At the moment we are patroling along the coastline, protecting a place I don't really know the name of. Some say the island's name is Blueton, maybe it's true. I hope no battleship will ever attack my small vessel. But should we have to defend ourselves, I shall fight for King and faith, as I always have! Father, I'm handing this message in a bottle over to Poseidon and his will. May he lead it to you and mother - wherever you are. Your loving son
