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The First Supper | CelesAurivern | Corrington

This is Scene 8 from the main story, where Lenny and company have encountered a friendly tribe that has invited them to supper. Lenny quickly finds himself the object of attention among the lovely, topless ladies of the tribe. No prizes for guessing what's the inspiration for this scene.

This is a very good fort and in the running for CH2's top-prize. Show us what's under the fort!

Yes, for the initial story, I had planned for him to land on #2, based on his the sailing course. By some stroke of luck, it's now Corrington territory, so go with the flow~ Lenny is now somewhere on #2.

SCENE 8 Tatunga: Wise Chief Muluhulu, we found these men lurking around the bathing pools. *The chief gave us a menacing look. Then he uttered words in a language familiar to our ears. Chief: Who are you? Where have you come from? Lenny: My name is Lenny. I mean Leonard Whitegate, sir. We come from across the sea from a nation known as Corrington. *The chief's eyes widened as if in shock and disbelief. Chief: Oh by the Sun, Moon and Stars! I cannot believe this! Come closer, young man! Let me have a good look at you. *I went forward cautiously. Not knowing what the Chief might do, or why he spoke our language. Chief: You said your name is Whitegate? What is your father's name? Lenny: Percival, sir. But what of my father? Chief: Percy... Yes, you look exactly like him when he was younger. So you're his son. *The chief's threatening aura faded away as he spoke these words with a tinge of regret. Lenny: I'm the younger of two sons, sir. You knew my father? *The chief broke into a hearty laughter. Chief: This is a cause for celebration! Come, we shall feast this day. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lenny: So just who exactly are you, Chief? And how do you know my father? Chief: I was once known by the name of Andrew Barclay. I knew your father, yes. That was many many moons ago. Over thirty years, it has been... We went to the naval academy together and served under the same command for a time during the Great War. Lenny: So you were a naval officer ? Chief: I was, indeed. In a life, long past. When our ship was decommissioned after being damaged in battle, we were reassigned to different branches of the Navy. I was assigned as part of a secret expedition, commissioned by Prince Arlin. We were to sail east in search of a pirate hoard in order to fund our war with Oleon, which had emptied our coffers. Yes, it was the hidden treasure of Captain Jean-Jacques Yves de Lafayette, a famous Oleon pirate who plundered over a hundred ships. Lenny: The Lafayette treasure? I thought that was only a legend. Chief: We had a map that was thought the be genuine, so we sailed forth in search of it. But luck was not on our side. As we sailed toward the island charted on the map, our ship struck by a sudden crashing wave. We were wrecked at sea and those of us who survived, managed to swim to shore. Twelve of us made it, but our numbers soon were soon whittled away slowly by sickness or other mishaps. Many of us fell ill with a strange fever. All my crewmates succumbed before me... But fortunately for me, I was rescued by the tribe, who fed me their herbs and nursed me back to health. Eventually, I was paired with the chieftain's daughter who took a liking to me. After the previous chieftain passed on, I became chieftain and the rest is history... But enough about myself! Tell me about what has happened all these years, in my absence. Lenny: Where should I begin? There is so much to tell. Chief: Tell me about your father. Lenny: My father is well. He currently sits on the Board of the Admiralty. Chief: Percy the rascal! An admiral! I guess he had the talent, ill-disciplined as he was. Lenny: Ill-disciplined? My father? Unfathomable! Chief: There's probably much you don't know about your father in his youth. But tell me about our homeland. Did we win the war? Lenny: We only just won the 49-year war not too long ago, but barely. With a war that dragged out, one could hardly claim victory over anything. But yes, that's how it goes. Officially. King Arlin the Second passed a few years back. His daughter, Annetta, now reigns as queen. Chief: Three generations of rulers, all in my absence... It has been too long... *Then the food arrived. Chief: Come, let us drink and be merry! We have all the time in the world to exchange tales.

And I was thinking of updating my story today, but looking at the influx, I guess I should wait a bit...

This suggests Mardier is Dutch?

Put a smile to my face :)

So fellow Corries, now that the die is cast. Naming the islands come next. The suggestions we have so far for #2 New Corrington New Balondia Concordia Dawn Ophelia Magnus And for #10 Lalaland Cocovia Cocaun Cocomo

Besides that, our science is so advanced, we discover the cure before we even contract the disease!

Those ledges.... must resist urge to... freerun!

It's a cute little number. Finally, a use for all those brick separators!

It's a lovely link up the the lighthouse build. Also, respect for that thousand stud water technique.

Due to the curvature and light weight, she's actually able to stay tilted without any support.

The shape really reminds me of Luke's landspeeder :D I'm no master at shipbuilding, but I guess it could do with bigger sails?

Die Walkure | CelesAurivern | Corrington

Our navy grows stronger by the day!

Tis excellent! We all need a lighthouse somewhere.

Introducing the Valkyrie of Corrington, a class 2F cutter heavily modified for speed. Owned by the Emporium Holdings Consortium, she has currently sailed from it's home port of Bellson to Port Raleigh, escorting Miranda Merryweather to Port Raleigh in a bid to expand Corrington's influence on the new island. 3/4 view from the top Full shot from port side So I herd you like mudkipz curves in your women! A hearty crew! Lightly armed but gains +5 bonus to melee in boarding and counterboarding due to the brute that is Hildegard. (This is not an actual game mechanic)

I am amused! Brilliant piece of humour.

Simply epic, captain! One picture to tell a story does not do it enough justice! It would be great if this was located in Arlinsport *wink*

Sir, where is this tavern built? Our settlements would welcome more properties to grow :D Decommissioned hulls for the roof is an interesting take indeed.

Apiary is a nice idea which goes hand in hand with a flower patch.

That tavern looks smashing, mate! I was just thinking about building a drinking hole and had that same idea of a weapons rack.

Right, that all makes sense. e.g. I licence a commerce for X DB, X/2 DB goes to the faction coffers, while the other X/2 DB is taken out of circulation. The monthly yield from this commerce is Y DB, so every month, I get Y DB, while the faction gets Y/5 DB which is created out of thin air. Which means the faction receives a constant revenue of ∑Y/5 per month. In that respect, the Sea Rats as a faction are disadvantaged as they never draw the bonus 20% tax or licencing fees. So what happens to their coffers? On the bright side, individual players would benefit greatly in terms of personal wealth Cos with X DB, one can now licence, 2 properties instead of 1, effectively doubling their income in double quick time! So I guess we're charging VAT :p