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"Well I can't see anything!" The aide protested in an angry whisper to the man sitting next to him. He was incredibly uncomfortable to begin with and kept fidgeting with the crotch of his pants. What had possessed the Army to drag the high council staff out of the comfort of Breshaun for this "demonstration" was beyond him. Lieutenant Colonel Uncus Skyler chuckled confidently at the clerks frustration. Skyler, who managed to look awkward in the formal uniform required for the occasion, like he had never worn the costume before (in truth, it was new and he had rarely been in such fine company), while also carry the air of confidence that seemed part of him as his towering stature and his half Atwi feature. Perhaps his little game had gone on long enough, come to think of it if he ever wanted to grow his newly formed Battalion of Rangers into the swaggering alliteration of "The Royal Regiment of Rangers" he so sought, he better stop (literally) sweating the officials and make his point. But... also... not JUST yet... *pause for effect* What they could not see was that the entire battalion had slowly infiltrated the woods around them. They couldn't see that the three companies had basically formed up, with Company Commanders front and center, guidons, colors, etc. They hadn't heard a noise as the hand picked woodsmen, many Atwi or half-Atwi, like himself, had creeped to within rock (or tomahawk) throwing distance of the bureaucrats. Ok long enough... "Gentlemen, what you do not see before you is the latest addition to the Crown's arsenal..." reveling in the cryptic phrasing, Skyler raised his hand casually over his head. "The men you can not see have been specially selected and trained to by invisible, to be ghosts, to appear out of thin air and to vanish in a moment." He threw his hand down quickly and the woods erupted in fire, smoke and noise as 90 powder charged rifles discharged harmlessly into the air from all directions. Many sacred oaths were and violated as the crowd of onlookers, stunned, tried to regain their senses while the sulphur smoke swirled around their heads. LTC Skyler barked, "Fall in!" and suddenly the smokey woods all around stood up, took the forms of men and stepped forward. "Report" Skyler barked, and one of the Company Commanders began a detailed recitation of every word that had been spoken over the last half hour. "...Well I can't see a thing, stated the man in the black coat..." Captain Rogette carried on and one of the Atwi troops mumbled something comprehendible to the bureaucrats, but that made all the Rangers laugh. "What did he say!?" Demanded the man in the black coat A voice rang out facelessly from the massed troops, "He says you keep scratching, you probably ought to get that checked out!" as all present erupted in laughter. "Attention!" Skyler bellowed and the formation instantly froze in silence. "That will do" "Anyway Gentlemen, I hope this demonstration has been informative as to the stealth, reconnaissance value, and fighting ability of the Crown's "1st" Ranger Battalion. We had planned to send 1 Company to Lavalette as a reserve and for two Companies to deploy with me to Terraversa to plot routes and maintain reconnaissance of our new neighbors on the island. I have heard the discussions of issues with the Loti in New Haven and now believe that I will take one Company to New Haven under the Command of COL Beauchamp and the 1st Grenadiers."

Strong start, beautiful build all around.

North Sillitholina: COL Beauchamp reviewed his copy of the Red Coat letter that had been transcribed to all field Commanders from Breshaun. "Quartermaster, prepare charts of New Haven, compare ours to any friendly Merchant men in the harbor. Prepare combat provisions for 1 battalion to be ready for load out by 20 October." "Aye, Sir" "Adjucdant, check the roles, how many men do we have from New Haven, let's get them in front of the staff tomorrow evening." "Aye, Sir" "Mitchell, send orders, be prepared, but do not execute: 2nd and 3rd Battalions extend and relieve 1st Battalion. 1st Battalion, be prepared to embark by months end at full strength and provisioned for combat. All commanders join me for a staff briefing and dinner tomorrow night at the headquarters." "Aye, Sir" "Exec, draft a reply back to Army Headquarters, though it certainly pains me to admit, I agree with each of Sir Allcock's points. Our position here is a good one and improving, though the best way to defend our holdings in TV against our Red Coat enemies would be to make them our friends. To that end, I can embark with a full Battalion for New Haven by month's end while maintaining our positions here. Awaiting your orders, your humble servant, etc. etc." "Aye, Sir"

A large educational build, home of the Nola Mar University of Classical Studies

It is know that the Kingdom of Light leads the Brick Seas in classical scholarly research and archival work. Such endeavors thrive when given the proper environmental and benefactor support. Thus the wealthy elite of Oleon have established an endowment and built a home in Nola Mar for the academic pursuit of understanding and cataloging the work of those who have come before us. It also demonstrates that the interests in and study of the relics of Terraversa, clearly the Quiver of Artemis foremost among them, will be grounded in academic rigor and not be solely a matter for the Faith. The benefactors are escorted uphill along the carriage path physically elevating this center for higher thinking from the bustle of the city below. The courtyard is flanked by grand statues of Athena (representing wisdom, played by 2 dots) and Helios and his flaming chariot (representing light, cheese wedge) a symbolic pairing representing the path of education. The inner courtyard revolves around a fountain of Zues (the all knowing) representing the goal of the symbolic journey. The "large educational" university building holds 1 wing for document and artifact archives, another as dorms and administration, and a central hall filled with display galleries, lecture halls, and studies. Upgraded participation prize for part 1 of CHIV Rebuilding TV. A large educational build in Nola Mar.

Small Commercial office of the Maritime Shares and Insurance Co.

Note the intricate carvings of flowing seas, tossed ships, and bustling ports that adorn the facade of the Small Commercial office of the Maritime Shares and Insurance Company on the Breshaun commercial district. Note everyone who has money to invest can afford a ship and not everyone with a ship can afford a spoiled cargo, loss in a storm, or.... pirates. That is why, with appropriate duties applied of course, one can buy just a portion of a trade run in order to receive just a portion of the profits. Likewise ship owners can secure their down side against the perils of the sea. Although there is no marking to indicate ownership of this semi-official structure, it is well known that Admiral Beauchamp provided the initial capital for the project as a means to hedge his own risks in shipping by, owning the bank, as it were. Micro prize build for CLIV Category C: A Fresh Start, 3rd prize small commerce.

Another launch this morning from the Beauchamp Shipyard sporting blue, gold, and grey trim. After the color scheme of the Cornucopia, it is no surprise that Benoit's next creation would match the flag of Oleon and the Beauchamp Family Coat of Arms. As the ship sailed out into Breshaun Harbor for the first time the stern came into view from the busy waterfront, the goddess of the day, "Hemera" was her name. A brig by the look of her. A sturdy merchant, well enough armed, fast enough, not as large as some brigs seen in the Bricks Seas, but probably a CLIV from the look of her. Prize for 2nd place in CHIV Category A: Repairing the Gateway, a CLIV Brig

Hooray, thanks @Capt Wolf for turning right around into a new turn

Really beautiful. Tremendous job well done. Great lines, bold color schemes works great. The transition from running down the sides to the rear cabin to the stern are top notch pro level lines. Great work!

Medium education build, the Croc Island Academy for Minifigs That Want to Read Good, to civilized the swamps.

As prosperity comes to Crocodile Island through the settlement of Nouveau Oleandia, the benefits of Oleon's presence extend beyond the town itself. Newly opened, to demonstrate the civilizing nature of the Royal Hand, a primary school on the outskirts of town where civilization meets gator country. "Here at the Croc Island Academy for Minifigs That Want to Read Good and do Other Things Good Too, we are teachin smart people talkin to all are neighbors so they can fits in in the big city" -Head Master Cleetus explains. "Folk round here are takin to it in their own time I'spose. Them that ain't to-a-scurd a da gators ta come in I mean" "Its a big'nuf for are purposes out these parts" Cleetus gestures casually iver his shoulder at the medium sized educational build. Licensed as a medium educational build in NO.

"Well she's not very fast, but she also isn't very maneuverable." Captain Tewton stated flatly. "Wait what?" Said, Master Shipwrite Jean Benoit "Not really much to look at either, though the new paint job has helped... I guess" Tewton continued "This design was used for 100s of years. And these are classic color schemes!" Benoit, between bewilderment and annoyance. "This was a major investment of resources and yard space." Benoit stewed. "I'm just teasing you, Sir. Well I mean, she is sturdy! Thats for darn sure. And man, can she haul some freight! I guess, I get why they used this design for 100s of years, you know, but also why they kept working on it." Captain Tewton was not the most polished Captain in the merchant fleet, but supposedly could sail a sea turtle with his undershirt and had an impeccable record. Perhaps his honesty was appropriate, in fact this was just the feedback Benoit had expected to get, more or less. The new ship would serve its purpose as a merchant well enough. Still though, Benoit had invested a lot in the design of this large Class V Merchant Vessel. "I think she looks pretty good from behind? Those thick lines and short design look good from the back?" Tewton was giggling at something, Benoit wasn't sure what, Benoit looked on concerned that he was laughing at the ship's stern, Tewton caught his misplaced anxiety and put him at ease, "Hey to each their own, my momma always said. Dont worry Sir, its a fine ship, a great crew, and an outstanding Captain... in my unbiased opinion." Tewton couldn't resist though... "And as you say, she has plenty of room in the old cargo hold..." Benoit again couldn't understand what Tewton was giggling about. Of course it had a tremendous cargo capacity. That was the whole intent of using this old design, what on earth was so funny?

Obviously a great build @evancelt, where does one buy that floor tile, what is the element number?

A small art and culture in the Officer's Mess of the new 1st Grenadier Guards Headquarters.

No sooner did the zealous recruits of Nola Mar swell the ranks of the Garde de Grenadiers du 1er Régiment (1st Regt Grenadier Guards), then the brutal street fighting of the climactic battle for King's Port cut the ranks down to below their pre-war strength. Included in this death toll was the Regiments beloved former Commander, Colonel (COL) Delange. Now, with the young COL Edward Beauchamp in Command, a special message from the high council directing the regiment to establish a new, permanent headquarters in North Sillitholina. Once the historic artifacts of the Regiment's campaigns arrive, Colonel Beauchamp breaks in his new Officer's Mess with a formal dining in. "To our fallen brothers, who have successfully completed their mission. They bravely gave everything for the Crown and now enjoy their place among the heros in the halls of the Gods! To our brothers...!" *silence.... no one takes a sip or makes a sound, only the crackle of the fire remains for what seems like minutes. Unlike most toasts in the mess, there is no reply and no drinking, a toast to our fallen brothers is only met with silent reflection in respect for those who can not toast or drink with us tonight.* Around them is the legacy of the 1st Grenadiers. 1 jokes that there are more Corry colors in the Officers Mess of the Regiment than in the queen's birthday parade. Later in the evening, Beauchamp opens an envelope with a broken seal that had been quietly drawing attention all night. He stands, the room hushes, he reads... "For their fearless actions in the late campaign, His Majesty thanks the brave Officers of the 1st Grenadier." *instant thunderous applause, banging on tables, hooting and howling, dieing down just as rapidly as it arose. "Acknowledging that peace between the Kingdom of Light and Corrington has only ever been a transient state, His Majesty recognizes the precarious position of the latest peoples brought into His Peace." "Noting the relationship between L'Olius and Corrington and the partition of Sillitholina into North and South, his Majesty commands the 1st Regiment take up headquarters in the settlement of North Sillitholina and for Colonel Beauchamp to establish a magistrate to the governance of the King's subjects there. Your purpose here is to defend these most vulnerable of the King's loyal subjects against the machinations of Corrington while further to extending the King's hand to share peace and prosperity with our former enemy in Westface " -signed Notes: first MOC using a light (in the fireplace)

Large micro commerce Beauchamp now has a trade terminal.

OWNERSHIP OF THIS PROPERTY HAS TRANSFERRED TO THE LBSF to serve as the initial warehouse for the new Trade Company. It is rumored that Admiral Beauchamp received stock for his initial contribution of funds, the warehouse, and the newly build LBSF Demeter, while also providing the plans and labor for the LBSF HQ As the war in Terraversa ended, royal navy orders were canceled and Admiral Beauchamp found himself the owner of a large half built fleet. As courageous and adaptive as he was in battle, he remained in his old age in business. Turning the liability into an asset, the Admiral tweaked some final design features and commissioned his own merchant fleet, centered on the large well armed merchants Phoebe and Helios. With the fleet comes new problems of logistics. To that end, the common architecture and style of the Beauchamp Ship Yard has again expanded on the Breshaun waterline. The shipping terminal marks the expansion of Beauchamp's economic empire into the world of trade. Never to do anything as a half measure, the large commercial structure takes up a significant chunk of Breshaun's waterfront. This is a micro prize large build from Part B "Loyalist Stronghold" in CHIV Rebuimding TV.

I mean, right!? Obviously!

The RNTC owned popular wine brand, "Vineyard of Light" is as eager as any other merchandise enterprise to capitalize on peace and expanding markets in the war-torn, but rapidly rebuilding Island of Terraversa. VoL and RNTC agents identified and bought a large plantation home outside of North Sillitholina and have converted it into the strategically placed island's first VoL infrastructure. The palatial old estate home rises high above the rows of maturing vines, the barn houses the farming operation while the farm hands and their families enjoy the estate as a perk of the job and an effort by the state and trade company to draw settlers into the Kingdom's newest territory. Large plantation licensed to RNTC @Captain Genaro. Microprize for participation (upgraded) for part 2 of CHIV Rebuilding TV. Builders who rank number one in category for their faction may upgrade their participation bonus licence: One free large property licence for any settlement on Terraversa (activated by microbuild)

A small education build, the North Sil Grammar School has opened.

Nestled in the palm trees and rolling farmland of Southern Terraversa, in the Oleander side of Sillitholina, a new grammar school has opened. This small educational build has been chartered by the newly established Oleander government to indoctrinate the King's newest loyal subjects into the light of Oleon's culture. "As subjects of the Kingdom of Light, the good people of North Sil will have access to all the facets of civilization that make Oleons grand" -School Mistress Montcalm Micro prize 3rd place, small build in North Sil for CHIV Part D Checkpoint Sil.

Ha! That is great!