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After a three week journey the Queens Shade docks in Quinnsville. Captain Bran was invited by Sir Thomas Smaugton. The invitation wasn't the reason he sailed here. Strategically this port is closest to the new worlds and the direction the explorers went the last couple of expeditions. Captain Bran got a letter of property in name of the Queen and presented it to the mayor. The mayor assigned a small building the letter, being not to fond of these free licenses. Warehouse of the Royal Navy Stock Captain Bran - Small commerce building

The introduction of Captain Bran's vessel, the Queens Shade | Captain Bran | Corrington Free Vessel

Posted my first official project in BoBS I'm coming over for coffee Sir Thomas Smaugton... The Queens Shade - my free licence T2 Cargo Cog Do I still register this ship and project somewhere? Done!

Captain Bran and the Queens Shade - my first BoBS build - Last night, Captain Uli Bran gathered the last few men for his journey east. A small regiment boarded, the supplies for the Quinnsville was loaded on board and Captain Bran overlooked the whole process with joyful eyes. The first official mission, setting sail to newly discovered islands under the reign of our Majesty, starting my new life far away from where he grew up. With pride he stood on the deck of his newly assigned Class 2T cog the Queens Shade, watching the crew prepare for their trip. By dawn the sail was raised, the early wind caught the ship and dragged it into the open ocean. Captain Bran pulled his wheel towards Cocovia, a long journey towards the new settlements. On a sidenote: Thanks for the compliment for seeing me as a veteran builder, but to be honest this is my first MOC including building a ship of this size. So this is new to me too... on the other hand, I won't post anything that I am not satisfied with. So I hope you like it, I do. Some systems are not really clear to me yet, so explain, how this build can be maximized for the Economic system or just one of the Trade projects. Thanks for your help. For example, what do I put in the title so I will get the appropriate bonuses?

Almost ready to present the first build. On a sidetrack, I transformed the large build that I was planning for GoH to become my port in the new colonies. First things first: Your Majesty Queen Annetta of Corrington, At first my apologies, for I am not the diplomat you are used to receive a proposal of. Secondly, thank you for the opportunity that Corrington has granted me. The vessel you have provided will be sailing to our colonies very shortly. The crew is being assembled as we speak. That is for my next question, a request. For protection of Corrington assets and the save supply of our military, I recommend that we do not keep the stocks in one of our current settlements but somewhere within the newly discovered colonies. My vessel will set sail for Quinville, where we will restock our resources. We would be very grateful to settle a port on one of the new islands that will fall under your reign and hope that we can spread our wings from that point. Yours faithfully, Captain Bran Master of Stock and Naval Supplies

Thanks for all the kind words. I have a couple of days of work, so what's next, if I'm correct, two free licences. Please correct me if I have to take a different path. 1) build somewhere in an excisting colony, or wait a few days for my own colony... Or will it take longer to discover our new islands? 2) build a vessel, not larger than class 2 3) finish a picture story of my sigfigs intro or any other freebuild... Any suggestions on what to focus first?

Uli Bran Empire of Corrington Occupation: Stock Manager Small backstory: Uli Bran was born and raised in Arlinsport. After being in the navy for several years he decided to take a more adventurous course. He was granted the title Captain by the queen herself. He requested a civilian duty for the Corrington Navy. They assigned him to become a stock manager for military supplies between the docks of the several colonies. Here starts his journey. The Military Attache of the Far Lands assigned a small regiment to protect the cargo he will be shipping and keep the pirates at bay. The next couple of days he will be roaming the taverns for a crew for the vessel he obtained. Then is will be crucial to find a a central port of which he can operate. To be continued...

Hi All, I've read or scanned a lot of pages within BoBS, very interesting and it seems a lot of fun. That said: I'm considering joining Corrington and the EGS. I have some idea's which I want to check before making a choice: 1) can I be a merchant working for the queen 2) can the queen assign a small regiment for protection 3) what is the maximum ship size for the free licence 4) if I build a warehouse/base of operations, where should I be settled 5) can I start a new settlement, which will grow along the story Thanks for your reply. Probably more questions to come later.

Thanks for all yr nice comments and critical notes. I'm back in Avalonia for at least a few months, depending on the coming challenges... Civil war in Noct, Book III, maybe a few Avalonian tasks. Nar Bilu is back, his Army and the rival armies were build this weekend. So expect more...

Grant a wish After the debacle of the spell, causing a black hole sprouting fallen spirits into Historica, the one taking up the position of leadership called (the future Narbilu) to him. As a grateful gesture for their release, he would grant him a wish. And although Narbilu opened the portal to get home to the future, he paused. The past couple of weeks he found out that his ancestor had vanished after the Kaliphlin Civil Wars. He wished for Nar Bilu to return home, to Hemresa. Remove the curse The room filled with a blinding light. A split second later the two found themselves inside a tomb. A manlike figurine was dead or resting on a large stone altar. Up close they saw the leader of the Wingless Serpents, of which Narbilu read a lot during his travels in Historica. The creature seems to be hibernating. The ghost wizard asked Narbilu to leave the tomb and wait outside. Generations apart meet Narbilu grabbed his gear and walked out the tomb, passing dozens of hibernating Wingless Serpent warriors until the sunlight and the harsh temperatures of the Kaliphlin desert struck his face. Fortunately a small group of palm trees gave him the shade he desperately yearned for. Moments later a second person exited the tomb. A majestic person, in full armour closed on Narbilu. He presented himself as Nar Bilu, Lord of Hemresa, Defender of the Southern Forests, Lord of Avalonia. (Future) Narbilu introduced himself as Green Shade, ranger of Avalonia, in search of a lost leader. Nar Bilu was pleased to be released of his curse, but disappointed he had to leave his army behind. They talked for a while and then set course back home. Set foot in Avalonia There is a lot to do in Avalonia before he can reclaim his heritage, Hemresa. They had to keep low when they returned to Avalonia, not alarming the return of a Lord. An army has to be forged to expel the occupiers. Green Shade and Nar Bilu became friends during their travels. The plan was to split up when they set foot on Hemresa and search for followers. Followers of the Lord of Hemresa. People who are willing to fight for their freedom. On both ends they seem successful. Nar Bilu even met a couple who directed him to go north, to the encampment called Backom. Which was build out of the ruins of Bow’s Arch, one of Nar Bilu’s projects when he was facing the civil war in Avalonia. With a smile on his face, he sets forth his journey. Not forgotten by his folk and still the acknowlegded leader of Hemresa.

UPDATE: Yesterday I found myself building the first part of the groundscape for the town. In the back you will see the foundation for the "castle/mansion". Still struggling which technique to use for walling. Backom Phase II

As promissed, my focus will be on GoH the next couple of months. This weekend I finished my army and started building "Backom", a small settlement on Hemresa for the next part of my story. A sneak preview of the first phase. I will start a thread on this project soon. Hope you like it.

Yesterday, since like forever (due to recent family affairs, which took longer to process than I anticipated), I found the time and pleasure to dive into my man-cave. Was it going to be Kawashita or Avalonia? I decided that is was time to return to GoH, hoping that the last part of the civil war is going to start soon. I have some ideas. And although I am not satisfied with the gear of my army yet, the size is significant. The rest will follow soon enough. Guess who's back... From the heat of the Kaliphlin desert, all the way back to his beloved Hemresa. Narbilu is gathering his forces and resources to claim back his heritage.

Welcome both of you!

Are you still around? Almost back, wrapping up some personal business soon. Then back to building! What are you working on? Narbilu is gathering his lost souls army, will they still be fit for Avalonia? What is the best place to follow my work? My Flickr account. Which challenges and tasks Challenges: Some in book I and little more in book II, participated in Avalonian, Mitgardian and Kaliphin civil wars. Tasks: I have to check, but I believe I did the first four.

I hope at the end of 2016, that we can expect something of the new (JK Rowling) Harry Potter spinoff "Fantastic Beasts and Where to find them! http://harrypotter.wikia.com/wiki/Fantastic_Beasts_and_Where_to_Find_Them_(film_trilogy)

First of all, sorry for my absence. It has been very busy. I collected my thoughts and decided something, you can read in the following thread: Where is Narbilu Godspeed in Andromeda, I hope Kawashita manages to outsmart the other two.

Prequal: A Leader Lost - Part 4 I climbed down the cliff with all I had, leaving the ridge with the closed portal behind me. Before descending I left a homing beacon, but it still seems all electronics malfunctions here. It was a rough climb down, being used to using jetpacks. But the soft soil containing grasses, mud and pebbles reminded me of the Salvaged Gardens back home. This place, this planet has it all. All the beauty of the stories my grandfather told me home was like back in the days. I shuffled my feet around, just being able to stop myself from taking off my boots to feel it with my bare feet. I looked up, everywhere towering trees with green leafs and pine blocked the burning midsummer sun from reaching the moss on the open spot I sat down to rest. After an hour, my head was clear again, my hunger was appeased and I was ready to investigate the surrounding area. Rations were getting scarce, so the main goal for today was to find food of some sort. But without my com-pad I was unable to scan or identify what I would find. Every bite would be a gamble. With sharp eyes my head glanced between and past the dense foliage, scanning for any form of life, food, but foremost; residences. Because where is folk, there is shelter and food. Probably some kind of functional weaponry also, which could come in handy in questionable situations. I was in luck. Something that looks like a building, just ahead. I circled the building from a distance for three times, before I stepped out of cover towards it. Up close, the building looks decayed. It is decayed, abandoned. The technique used to construct this seems outdated. Layers of bricks, uneven and stacked together with some kind of cement in between. Very old school, almost medieval. The door was hanging half broken down in its hinges, so entry was a piece of cake. Inside, I was surprised how spacious it was. One large room, some wooden furniture, stone floor and small stuff scattered all around on the floor. No light switch, not even a bulb to switch on. A small window in the roof provided me with a single beam of sunlight, casting large shadows on the floor. Phase one accomplished, a roof over my head. In a large trunk I found some rags, strings and a small blade. Could come in handy. The rags seemed to be of a fine quality, so I changed clothes in the hope that I would blend in more easily when I engaged the locals of this planet. The hood on the rags could cover most of my face when necessary. Now for the most important step, finding food. From the floor I grabbed a leather water flask, which I stuffed in my pouch. Nothing more of importance was scattered around this shed. I took a moment to collect my thoughts. I need a weapon of some sort, and this knife won’t do the job. Just outside I cut down a large branch and a few smaller ones, which I used to construct a simple bow. The next hour I took the time to sharpen the smaller branches to make a small dozen of arrows. Enough to keep adversaries at distance or hunt for small creatures. I practiced a few rounds, before strolling into the woods. My days as a sniper came in handy, the hunt for food didn’t last very long. A swine popped up from a large bush and before realising it was stared at, an arrow whistled through the air hitting the poor thing in the neck. Before nightfall, I was back in the cabin, next to a small fire, roasting the animal. With a filled belly, I had a good night sleep. Nothing was more true, the fire attracted someone or something. As I opened one eye, I saw something luring in the shadow of the western wall, just beside the door. I jumped up and charged in. The man lifted his hands to show me he was unarmed, so I did the same. We stared at each other for about a minute or two before speaking. I took initiative and it seemed we almost spoke the same language, his turned out to be the old, or even ancient, version of my native language. I invited him by the fire and gave him what was left of the piggy. His name was Fredrick, his eyes grew a size when I told him my name. Narbilu. Because that is the same name of the lost Lord of this region, Hemresa. (could it be?, did I travel back in time?). So I let the man talk for over an hour and my suspicions were correct. I am back in Historica, the time of my great grandfather after who I was named. All my senses sharpened and the rest in my head was gone. Dawn came quickly. I asked the man where to go to learn all about the Avalonia and its history. He promised to accompany me to Kaliphlin, a land far away, where the University of Petraea is. All knowledge is lodged there. We travelled for a month, I had a lot of new impressions, learned the way of Historica and blended in pretty easily. Maybe I will share this journey later with you. Fredrick somehow got me in the university, said his goodbyes, gave me a hand full of coins we earned on our way to Kaliphlin and left. We promised each other that we would meet back in Hemresa. A promise I can’t hold, if the university grants me intel how to travel back to Andromeda. Three whole weeks I stayed in the library of Petraea, reading all about the journey of my great grandfather, his role in Avalonia, Hemresa, his battles and where he disappeared to. Halfway the third week, in a dark corner of the library, I came upon a book about gateways, called “the portal to the unknown”. Could it be a way out? A quick scan of the content, made me decide to study it further. I snuck out, with the book under my clothes. It was no easy way out, guards everywhere, checking everyone before leaving, preserving their knowledge. I needed to wait until the shifts of the guards ended and security was at the lowest point, but I managed to pull it off. In the harbour I got on the first ship sailing for Avalonia. The captain was kind enough to drop me off on Hemresa for a few gold coins. The four day travel was useful time to read the book. The book described how to open a gate to whatever you think of. Sounds dark, unreliable. Still, it could be a way back to Andromeda, where my fellow Kawashita members count on me. Reading further, I come to the conclusion that it will be no easy task to perform. I need a hand full of supplies to craft a rod, but the hardest part will be finding a magic vein. After digging back in my mind about all the information I gathered about Hemresa, it popped to mind. Bow’s Arch was going to be the pride of Nar Bilu, a home town, a refuge, build on an ancient elven vein on the northeast side of the island. As expected most of the supplies were easy to find or buy. Except the emerald green stone. For a later concern, first I will try to find the location of where Bow’s Arch was supposed to be build before the Civil War. Knowing the elves still rule over Hemresa, I had to be careful. But when I strolled around the island I bumped into a few kids playing my great grandfather, a solid lead. I asked the small ones if they knew anything more about him, especially about the mystical place he was going to build. It turned out, I was close and for a small fee the little brats showed me the location. From a distance, because their parents told them never to walk upon Death Row, what it is called nowadays. With a pounding heart I walked the dusty part of the island, bones scattered all around, no living organisms and a single ruin were lit up by green, yellow and bluish sparkles. The magic vein, surrounded by emerald green marbles. I was thrilled, excited and humble all at once. I just couldn’t wait. The entrance of the ruin offered me a path down a stairs, where a trophy room awaited my arrival. As I sat on the floor with the book next to me, I started constructing the rod. I stood up with in one hand the rod and the other holding the book open at the page with the instruction how to open the gate. A little too enthusiastic I started to wield the rod and speak the phrases from the book. The earth started shaking, the floor cracked and my thoughts wandered off. Then it happened. Greenish glows, light beams sprouted out of the floor. Devastating screams filled the room. I was pushed down, blown back by ... ghosts, armed men with transparent faces. The gate closed when I stopped the murmuring. The creatures hovered along the ceiling till one stood still before me. He called me by name. Calling me Lord also. Instead of thinking about Andromeda, my mind wandered off to my great grandfather and his fallen soldiers. How I might be able to win Hemresa back for him, for our family. That thought caused not a gate back into the future, but a portal to the lost souls of Hemresa. To be continued....

Awesome, I had the same thing goin a year back or so, check Norra Island

Congrats to all the winners... Does this mean, we can expect a new civil war soon?

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:: A leader lost – Part III :: :: Guinevere :: Astonished, I looked at the gate showing a Jules Verne like “Journey to the Centre of the Earth”. The temptation was pulling me towards the glowing centre of the portal. When I reached the portal at four feet the gravity pulled me further in and before I knew it a bright flash took me into a wormhole. Steaks of red, orange and yellow sucked me into a fifteen minute flight through nothingness, until my feet felt rocky soil. The lit stripes were replaced by a glowing sun. Blue sky everywhere, white clouds and the damped atmosphere pearled small drops on my harness. From my backpack I pulled the binoculars. The hi-tech gear didn’t seem to work. The energy was lost in the journey here. The same applied to every other piece of equipment I brought. All batteries and energy packs dried out. Even my plasma gun couldn’t fire a single shot. So I have to rely on my keen eyes and bare hands for protection. The small cliff that I was standing on, gave me an excellent view of the area. Small streams, green meadows, tall treelines and grey mountains. It looks like home, but prettier. Unimpaired. When I turned around to see what the gate would look like from this angle, there was only a silhouette of the portal. Stone carved, but no energy. No portal, no way back. What now?

Kawashita power!!!

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:: A leader lost – Part II :: :: Guinevere :: More days past behind the screens of the library, until I crossed some documents of a similar case decades ago. When he dug into the story deeper he found out it was his ancestor Nar Bilu of Hemresa, Lord of Avalonia who was stung by a creature. Tales told it was a curse, but we now know better than that. Those same stories told it was a person from far away who cured him. Those terms could mean two things, he was not from Historica or not from that planet. Further investigation of the documents tells me that the latter is more reliable. Days went by, trying to find out what cured my great grandfather, after who I was named. I had to translate dozens of files from languages I’ve never seen before, but... I found something that seems like an answer. There is a cave here on Guinevere, which carries an odd plant. That mixed with the essence of Biomass, should do the trick. I assessed myself and decided that I have gained enough strength to burden myself with an exploration mission on Guinevere. Try to find the cave. I packed a gun, binoculars, a vile of Biomass essence and a medikit. The hoover-scooter took me upon the surface of craters, lava streams and erupting volcanoes until I found a couple of mountains with caves on a quiet piece of the planet. The directions in the documents were not very clear, but research pointed me to this location. The first few caves were not fertile enough to support any form of life, but when I searched for the fourth cave I was surrounded by fungi and trees. Initially I found the cave. The entrance was build, with some sort of technology and when I approached it, it came to life. It lit up and behind it, I saw green meadows, trees, water and a building. My curiosity couldn’t withstand the temptation. To be continued...