Captain Braunsfeld

Wow, what a lush build! I am thinking of Venice and the Orient at the same time!

Thanks! I did not expect a kind of Oleon Inquisition!

So much politics - and now religion too! What is the world coming to? Who has greenlighted this MOC?

Looks great. Long live the King!!!!

Long live the King! Excellent scene. But those green "governor" torsos? Self-printed? Or photoshopped?

Hooray for the HMS Piper!

Troops are fine! But they don't look happy, do they?

Excellent, things are starting to get rolling. And that song! Music! Wait, who's that girl? Sounds like a ... but I don't want to preach. La Isla Nellisa! Of course! Monkey = check Squirrel = check What could go wrong?

Sooo fantastic. They should frontpage it! Excellent play with wet/dry bricks! And those rock formations. And the house, the curtains, and and and

The Marquis - Origins - Chapter 4: The Storm The story so far: Chapter 1 - The Interrogation Chapter 2 - Early Days Chapter 3 - The First Mate Chapter 4 - The Storm (you are here) Interrogator: What happened then? Lady Bonny: Well, one day in October they were on one of their …. merchant missions. Interrogator: … and then? Lady Bonny: Then the weather suddenly changed. The first mate urged his friends to return to their home port, but… Interrogator: .. but? Lady Bonny: Somehow, they hesitated. They lost time. Precious time. And then it was too late. Lady Bonny: They were hit by the full might of the storm. It was horrible. Wave after wave shook their boat. Then the waves started to roll over it. Interrogator (gasps) Lady Bonny continued: After what seemed an endless fight against the sea and the storm, the Marquis found himself washed on the beach of his home island. The ship was severely damaged – and his friends were nowhere to be found. It seemed he was the only survivor. He checked the island, he looked out to the sea but there was no one but him. He was alone. Completely alone. His friends were lost at sea. He never saw them again. Heartbroken, he set up two wooden crosses on the beach to commemorate his friends. Lady Bonny’s voice had gone silent. She paused for a long moment and the interrogator did not say a word. (to be continued) next chapter

Fantastic job with those round towers!

Sooo many good things are happening here! A worthy entry for the frontpage!

Good point.... But don't forget that "Raiders of the lost Ark" would play out in the same way if Indy wasn't involved...

I will. Always nice to see that people from Pepperland are also following my stories.

Black rowboat = White Cap Bay PoTC set. But it is not a boat. It is a hut! A ... merchant's house! And something will happen... I fear. Works for me

Meanwhile I was able to follow your "concept art link". Great picture - and you've recreated it perfectly!

"monkey business" school or monkey "business school"?

Fantastic insight into dwarven life. Gold, weapons and adventure - what else could there be?

I thought that was funny too Thanks. I am using Luminar Neo now and have played around with some of the features

The Marquis - Origins - Chapter 3: The First Mate The story so far: Chapter 1 - The Interrogation Chapter 2 - Early Days Chapter 3 - The First Mate (you are here) Lady Bonny: Next thing I know is that he famously appeared in Oleon… Interrogator: Not so fast. You said the Marquis was working his way up the ranks. What does that mean? Lady Bonny: Well, he learned the tricks of the trade. ... erm … the merchants’ trade… the trade business Interrogator: Like what? Lady Bonny: Well, you see, while his colleagues were handling the ship he was initially in charge of the weaponry. Interrogator: Weaponry? Lady Bonny: Well, … even merchants need to defend themselves from time to time. You know, there are these... Interrogator: Pirates? Lady Bonny: Shhh. Don't mention them. The walls have ears! Interrogator (glancing uneasy behind him): Right. So he learned how to handle some weapons. Lady Bonny: And then he learned how to play cards too… Mostly how to play poker. But “Uno” and “Old Maid” as well. Lady Bonny: And it is interesting – he still seems to play in the same way today. In the first round he looks at the cards as if he has never seen them before. Then, as the game moves on he seems to get more comfortable, taking more risks – until he finally wins as if he knew all the cards. Interrogator: Stop talking about those card games now. Do you think I can do multi-tasking or multi-thinking? I want to know about his career! Lady Bonny: Well… Lady Bonny: After lengthy discussions about the terms "North", "South", "West" and "East", which the Marquis– as he would later be called – obviously had initially disregarded as bourgeois categories, he had to demonstrate his navigation skills .... Lady Bonny: … in order to be promoted to Sailing Master. He earned his sailor’s hat and wore it with pride. Interrogator: I love those career stories! Lady Bonny: Next thing I know is that he famously appeared in Oleon… Interrogator: Not so fast. You were still explaining how the Marquis was learning his skills! Lady Bonny: Right, right. Lady Bonny: You see, these …ehm … merchants had a lone island as a .... home base. Where they kept their ... merchandries. Lady Bonny: And it was there, where the Marquis further improved his sword fighting skills. Interrogator: And – how good was he? Lady Bonny: Quite good, obviously. It earned him the promotion to First Mate. It was said that he never lost his balance - as if he had additional hands or something - and that he was quite fast with his sword. He treasured that weapon and was never seen without it again. And life was good then. Interrogator: This sounds as if then came a change? Lady Bonny: Yes…. (to be continued) What may happen next? Stay tuned! next chapter

Fascinating stuff! Let me praise the "Tempel of the Monkey" - but I would have loved to see everything in real life!

This is going to be great. Can I exchange points against Gwuinees? And where have all the monkeys gone? Long time passing...

Amazing build! Quite nice

Congrats for finding silver!

I like that Division for Unrestrained Mining .... stuff