Captain Braunsfeld

Pontelli. Early Afternoon. A crowded tavern In a back room we find an assembly of merchants and traders, trading and discussing. (at the table from left to right:) Thomas Guilder (standing in for Senior Merchant Habakus) Willem "Chuck" Norris Slim Shady Fred the shopkeeper (yes, he is sitting now) Lady Beetle Sir Krantenhagen (Secretary) Sir Krantenhagen: Well, before we close our weekly trade meeting, I would like to bring up a new topic, which seems to be quite in fashion with customers these days. Lady Beetle: And what would that be? Sir Krantenhagen: Tulips, Mylady. Lady Beetle: Those flowery thingies? Sir Krantenhagen: Precisely. Lady Beetle: What about them? Sir Krantenhagen: Well, it seems that their trade has increased quite significantly over the pasts few weeks. And so have the prices. There is quite a lot of dubloons to be made with tulips. Willem "Chuck" Norris: Yes, I can add to that. Actually I have a new shipment of tulips coming in tomorrow. Slim Shady: What type of tulip, if I may ask? Willem "Chuck" Norris: Those Mondials. Slim Shady: How much do you want for them? Willem "Chuck" Norris: Well, that will be a dubloon each. Sir Krantenhagen (surprised): Such much? Lady Beetle (undeterred): How many tulips are shipping in? Willem "Chuck" Norris: About 25. Slim Shady: I'll take them. All of them. Willem "Chuck" Norris (smiling): That's a done deal then. Lady Beetle: That leaves nothing for me then? I am just a Lady, sitting in front of you, asking you to give me some tulips. Fred: She's right. Once you have realized that you want to spend the rest of your life selling tulips, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible Thomas Guilder: I think I can help you out. Habakus is expecting a delivery of fine Royal Blues. About 30. That could be 15 for both of you. Lady Beetle: And I thought sellers and buyers could never be friends. How much? Thomas Guilder: Also one dubloon per tulip. Lady Beetle and Fred smilingly agree. Sir Krantenhagen (distracted): What is that noise coming from the entrance? Waiter: I am very sorry, Sir. There is a strange guy from Corrington, who is trying to educate everyone of a new monetary system. It is said to consist of pnence. Sir Krantenhagen: Pnence, schmence. Get rid of that guy! (pausing) And I think that concludes our trade meeting for tonight. (all leave) Captain Cookie (to himself): There is more to this tulip thing than I initially thought. If this goes on they are going to be more precious than gold! The story so far: Something for a Lady Buying Some Flowers Captain Cookies next move Gray's Universal Store What is he doing here? The Tulip Traders (You are here) Tulips in the Garden The first LTP Those Terrible Tulips The first LTP - continued The Holdup Neighbourhood Watch and a New Idea Tulips ... and sistershipping A Good Idea? A modern coin system - and someone buys a house The Final Tulip Duel (official end of the story line) Tulips of Pontelli - 1st Epilogue New Projects 2nd Tulip Epilogue 3rd Tulip Epilogue - Back at HQ

Clever! Great room-design and excellent use of that sack-piece!

You noticed the cash register! I'm happy that you like my silly stories. Yepp, he has successfully sold his only chair! Thank you, Sir! Thanks!

Yes please!

So that is what life is like in Corrington... A special applause for that telescope!

Fine build, great minifig posing - and the building is quite nice too!

I like that Gloubster thingy! Although it is a bit scary....

I did not see this back then but it's great A Gloubster?

Pontelli. Busy market street. A client enters a shop. Dr. Thaum: Hello there. Fred the shopkeeper: Hello Dr. Thaum. An honour to see you here. What can I do for you? Dr. Thaum: Where is that bonehead Callaghan? I thought I'd seen him run into this very boutique. Fred the shopkeeper (looks under his desk): No, Sir, there's nobody in here but meself. Dr. Thaum: So what should I be buying here? A parrot? Fred: Sorry, we're right out of parrots. But I got a nice choice of cauldrons. Dr. Thaum (unimpressed): Hmmm. Fred: Or tulips. They are all the rage, Sir. Dr. Thaum: Tulippps? Those flowery-thingies? Fred: Precisely. Dr. Thaum: Well, how much for that red one over there? Fred: The "Ad Rem" will be half a dubloon. Dr. Thaum: Such much? Well, I'll have two then, still. Fred: They are in high demand. But rest assured, you made a good deal here. Maybe in a week or two you could sell them again for 2 dubloons. Dr. Thaum: If they don't wither until then. Well, thanks and bye. (leaves, shouting "Callaghan" while entering the street again). (next person enters) Fred: Hello,Sir. What can I do for you? Ismael Oldton: You're a shopkeeper? You're into money?`Well, old chap, I got a great new idea for coins! Fred (to himself): Oh dear, it is that strange guy from Corrington that everyone is talking about. Ismael Oldton: Let me quickly explain. It is really easy and forward-looking. The main coin you will have is pnence. Fred: A pnence? Ismael: Don't interrupt. Yes, a pnence. But there is more, of course. If you assemble 13 pnence, then you will get a shnilling. Fred: A shnilling? Ismael: Don't interrupt. With a shnilling, you will be very well off. But better, of course, with the next mighty coin: The shnilling-six-pnence. Fred: What will that buy? Ismael: Don't know. But much more than a pnence, that is for sure. Fred: Have you thought this through, Sir? Ismael: Of course, I am doing nothing else. This will be revolutionary!!! He he. Fred: I'm afraid Sir, but we're closing. Ismael: What? At four in the afternoon? Fred: Such are the rules here in Eslandolea. Ismael: Ok, ok, I will enlighten you further on another day. Till then fare thee well! (Leaves) Fred: (sighs and quickly locks the door behind Ismael). (to himself:) I sold quite a lot of those tulips today. I probably should secure my supply. Then I can make a fortune! Of dubloons, of course, not of pnences, schmences... The story so far: Something for a Lady Buying Some Flowers Captain Cookies next move Gray's Universal Store What is he doing here? (You are here) (Dr. Thaum appears by forgiveness by Professor Thaum) The Tulip Traders Tulips in the Garden The first LTP Those Terrible Tulips The first LTP - continued The Holdup Neighbourhood Watch and a New Idea Tulips ... and sistershipping A Good Idea? A modern coin system - and someone buys a house The Final Tulip Duel (official end of the story line) Tulips of Pontelli - 1st Epilogue New Projects 2nd Tulip Epilogue 3rd Tulip Epilogue - Back at HQ

Fine store indeed. And it seems to be well stocked with those tulip thingies, that get more expensive every time you take a look at them. Nice detail with that cookie

Lovely - and a fantastic roof!

Where is this great ship coming from? And those colours! And the custom flags - excellent! And you have taken my approach for the rigging to the next level. Wow. Yes, you can certainly be proud of this ship.

Fantastic scene - and very true...

Commodore Spoon had been seen buying tulips for a lady. Apparently, this triggers Captain Cookie's next move: to visit the market in Pontelli. https://bricksafe.com/files/CaptainBraunsfeld/bobs-brethren-of-the-brick-seas/the-tulips-of-eslandola/Captn Cookie buys a tulip 1.jpg/800x460.jpg C. Cookie: Arrr, ahoi, hello there. Merchant: Yes, Sir? C. Cookie: I heard ya sellin' those flowery thingies. Merchant: Tulips, Sir. C. Cookie: An old enemy of mine has bought some one called "Ad Rem". Merchant: These sure exist, sir. They are red. Quite lovely. C. Cookie: Well, mate, I will need something better! Merchant: This could be your lucky day, Sir! C. Cookie: What? You tell me I'll find a buried treasure? Merchant: Well, sort of. Look here! C. Cookie: Where? Merchant: Here! C. Cookie: What's that thing called? Merchant: This tulip is known as "Orange Emperor". It is sure to make a grand impact. And it is of a different colour than the other tulip you mentioned. C. Cookie: Colours are important? Merchant: Just like ebony and ivory. C. Cookie: I thought they'd live together in perfect harmony? Merchant: Whatever you say, Sir. So how about the "Orange Emperor"? C. Cookie: Just what I need. How much? Merchant: That will be half a dubloon. C. Cookie: Such much? (He is obviously of German origin) Merchant: Certainly, Sir. C. Cookie: Ok, ok. I'll have it. Let me just eat my cookie so I have my hand free. Merchant: You will not regret this purchase. C. Cookie: That'd better be true. Or I'll return. And then I would not be in good mood. C. Cookie (off with the tulip) Merchant (sighs and counts his money) Monkey (leaves with banana) ------------------------------------------------- I'll probably license this for Pontelli. The story so far: Something for a Lady Buying Some Flowers Captain Cookies next move (You are here) Gray's Universal Store What is he doing here? The Tulip Traders Tulips in the Garden The first LTP Those Terrible Tulips The first LTP - continued The Holdup Neighbourhood Watch and a New Idea Tulips ... and sistershipping A Good Idea? A modern coin system - and someone buys a house The Final Tulip Duel (official end of the story line) Tulips of Pontelli - 1st Epilogue New Projects 2nd Tulip Epilogue 3rd Tulip Epilogue - Back at HQ

Wow. Incredibly huge and well built. Respect!

I took the picture from the wrong angle. There is a cash register on the table which nobody can see... Yepp, you got it!

Fine build. Glad to see that he is still alive.

Soooo classic. Love it. The green doors!!!!!!!!

Thanks, yepp Al would work as well That is the torso required for the entry!

Great idea with the haircut!

Fine tower indeed!

Quite lovely. Fine figure-posing. And I love the reference to Sid Meier's Pirates! Now, is she one of the more beautiful governor daughters?

Here is my second entry, this time for Corrington:

Corrington. Saturday afternoon. Home of Colonel Brickwash. Imagine the following dialogue between him and his wife (inside the house). And, to hear this correctly in your mind, imagine the wife speaking with one of those Monty Python Pepperpot voices: Wife (shouting): What you're doing there in the garden, Archibald? Col. Brickwash: Nothing, my dear. Wife: Don't mess with the clotheline! Col. Brickwash: I won't, my dear. Wife: Are you playing with that telescope thingy again? Col. Brickwash: No, I am conducting scientific experiments. Wife: Like what? Col. Brickwash: Looking at the stars. Wife: At daylight? Don't fool me, you are spying on that young neighbours wife again. Col. Brickwash (blushing): Nothing could be further from the truth, my dear. I am just studying the stars. Wife: Studying the stars? Studying the stars? Our colonel is studying the stars? Alright then, Mr. Astronomer, tell me, what is my star sign? Col. Brickwash (guessing): Elephant? Wife: Argh! (throwing a bottle at Col. Brickwash) ... We will leave this quiet scene of domestic understanding now and hope, that noone got hurt in the following events. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is my second entry for the September Faction Callenge - this time for Corrington. (as you might have guessed)

Great figbarf!