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Sergent Eric and his men have wandered nearly a month in the jungle, they were exhausted and at the brink of collapse, when finally, the vegetation became less dense and they saw the white wall of a Corlander fort. -Hurry up, guys, we are save! -It's about time, sarge. - Sir I see some Oleaneses wandering on a chocolate bar muddy path! Should we open fire? - No, they must be the prisoner escorts long awaited. Inform the lieutenant. -Good day, sir, you are late. -Yes, my apology, and we've lost our prisoner, and we are not ashamed of. FInally, our sergent meets Count Mesabi and announced him the "good" news. Of course the Count wasn't so pleased, neverthless he invited the Blues to share his dinner. -Chef, prepare the table for our guests. -Count, I'm afraid that we are a bit low on horses. -Never mind, you can always walk. About the build, I tried to immitate Ayrlego's tower, as it has a strong corrish look.
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As we've seen above, a month ago, the Oleander garrison in Eltina has sent a squad of their soldiers to deliver the imposteur, also the main and the sole suspect of the WTC explosion, to Count Mesabi now residing at Mesabi Landing (is he still there?). Unfortunately, they were landed at wrong place and should traverse the jungle, although the vegetation was dense and the path was muddy, they were expected to reach their destination in a 1 or 2 days, but we haven't heard of them since then. Now the squad finally arrived at WTC's gates and we are able to learn what happened to them and their convict. During the night, the Oleander soldiers decided to feast their landing and were generously served with wine, everyone was drunk, the saboter took the occasion to flee. Here's our saboteur, seems he managed to build a tent to hide and an apple-tree to sustain his survival. -
Location: Mesabi Landing Type: Medium Residence Darby Tyler walked towards the Mesabi Residence, It was a beautiful day, and the sun shone bright above Mesabi Landing. Mesabi Residence by North White, on Flickr He walked past the two Mesabi Children playing with swords, no doubt looted from somewhere. Mesabi Residence by North White, on Flickr He Passed Sgt. Sally, who was reading a newspaper. Mesabi Residence by North White, on Flickr He Passed a fight between an Oleon soldier, and Corrington one. Mesabi Residence by North White, on Flickr At Last, he reached the door to the Mesabi residence. Suddenly, a gunshot was heard. Mesabi Residence by North White, on Flickr He looked up to see Agnes Mesabi killing a Sea Gull. Mesabi Residence by North White, on Flickr The Sea Gull fell to the ground with a plop. Darby sighed. He had already eaten Sea Gull Soup twice that week. Mesabi Residence by North White, on Flickr Agnes leaped from the roof. Mesabi Residence by North White, on Flickr She landed next to Darby. Mesabi Residence by North White, on Flickr She took a swig from her bottle. "Dinner will be in an hour! Sea Gull Soup!" She said drunkenly. "Yay." Said Darby. "Is the Count inside?" "Yup! She said, and sauntered off to watch the fight. Mesabi Residence by North White, on Flickr Darby entered the Mesabi Residence, and walked through the kitchen. Mesabi Residence by North White, on Flickr Count Mesabi sat with Sgt. Eric, and the Saboteur. "Well, you did put in an effort. That at least should be rewarded." Said Count Mesabi "Thank you!" Said Sgt. Eric Mesabi Residence by North White, on Flickr "Even though you came to me with nothing, and it was complete luck that the Saboteur was brought to me. I mean the natives only come here for the fruit." "Ummm." Said Sgt. Eric "But since you're here, let's get this guy to talk!" Said Count Mesabi "No! Please!" Said the now clothed Saboteur, "Anything but that! make him go away, he's an animal!" "Why don't you leave, Sgt. Eric. You'll be paid by someone. I think you're services are no longer needed." Said the Count. Mesabi Residence by North White, on Flickr Sgt. Eric quickly left. "Darby! What are you doing here?" Asked Count Mesabi "Dmitri was getting on my nerves again. He kept going on about the 'Papaver somniferum' on the island. Whatever that means." Said Darby "Weird. But we have a conundrum. This man isn't the saboteur. The Saboteur was hired by a man named Thuam, and this man knows nothing." "Huh." Said Darby "So the question is, what do we do with him..." FIN Thanks for viewing my latest build! This one has been on my shelf for a month, while I waited for the minichallenge to wrap up. So, uh, no excuses this time. Extra Pics Here are my thoughts on everyone's entries. @Bodi, Sorry if I've marginalized your characters to much in this build. you really put a lot of work into the challenge, and I liked your builds. I really liked how you used Count Mesabi too. @Professor Thaum, would have liked to have seen you make it to Mesabi Landing. Your story left a lot of unanswered questions. I always like Collabing with you though. @Bregir Herlock Sholmes was an interesting character, but you should have made him an opium addict, like his source character. I might have to change that for you. . Your builds were great, however, and very nice. @Keymonus Your build was really the most creative. I hadn't even thought of using Varcoast or a NPC nation! Bravo! @Maxim I Good job integrating the WTC's shenanigans into the Challenge. I really liked your build too. Oh! And I'm feeling nice today, so I think I'll add a participation prize to 3rd, 4th, and 5th place. I'll each build you a small property of your choosing in a settlement of your choosing, so long as you PM me by November. Expect Shenanigans!
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Part 3 and final part of my entry, hope it's not too late. The day when sergent Eric and his men were arrived at Mesabi's Landing, they were invited to dinner by the Count Mesabi. At the table, Eric was petrified to find the saboteur! - "How...how can it be...why he's here?" Asked sergent Eric. - "Relax, sergent, let me introduce you the King Carrot Karuta, his men have found in jungle this fellow, who was hidden under some leaves, they thought he was one of my marines, lost in the jungle, since I and Karuta are good friends, he made his men to bring this energumen to me." Said Count Mesabi. - And he said he is the saboteur? - Of course not, but I know the saboteur was hidding in the jungle, when Karuta and his men brought him to me, I immediately realized that he is the one we are looking for, and your reaction confirmed my suspicion. - Very well, looks you were luckier than us, thumbs up. - Now, mr.Saboteur, I'm offering you two choices, one, we continue to act like civilised men and you tell me who is behind the explosion, or the second choice, I'll let our sergent here to "interrogate" you, again.
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The mysteries connected to the Malto affair had roused many a detective in Terra Nova, and amongst those the renowned Corlander investigator, Herlock Sholmes and his assistant Dr. John Hudson. This had led to a month of investigations and they were now discussing their findings in the office in Miller Street 2b, Arlinsport "First things first, Sholmes. The very heart of the mystery - the explosion." Dr. Hudson said. "I find myself stumped - who would do such a heinous thing?" "Elementary, my dear Hudson. Do you remember what the informant in Fuerte Unido told us?" "Of course - a group of merchants had met with a... contractor believed to be the saboteur... But he could not tell us of what they had spoken." Hudson exclaimed with a raised brow. "But what motive would those traders have? To stifle a competitor?" "Ach, the WTC hardly represents a threat to the Eslandian TC's." Sholmes interjected. "Remember the Eslandian reaction: It was the perfect excuse for them to send in troops." "Are you suggesting that Eslandola would cause such a tragedy for mere geopolitical gain?" Hudson protested. "It was most convienient, was it not? But no, there is no evidence whatsoever for an official act of subterfuge." Sholmes said, shaking his head. "But consider the nationalist zealotry of ambitious individuals, who understood enough to know that the official response would be to march in troops." "But they would surely have predicted that Bradley's troops would deny them access? I must confess that I am most sceptical, Herlock." "It is the only explanation that fits the evidence, dr. Hudson, and when you have excluded the impossible, what is left, however implausible, must be the truth!" He said with great conviction. "As to Bradley's reaction, the Eslandians are a sadly pragmatical bunch, very unaccustomed to the firmness of principle typical for Corlanders. I doubt they ever anticipated the insistence of our troops." "So Eslandians blew up the Wolf's Blood?" "It must be so." Hudson pondered for a moment, turning over the evidence in his head. It would seem that no other chain of event would explain the meeting between the saboteur and the Eslandian merchants. And who else had a motive for the explosion? It really was all too convenient for the Eslandians... Looking back at Sholmes, Hudson said triumphantly: "But why should the Eslandians knock Lorenzini on the head and prevent his escape? Haha!" "Well, to ensure his prosecution, surely." Sholmes retorted dryly, taking down Hudson's mood significantly. "However, nothing points to that - as you may remember, they aided his escape. In fact, we know very well they were not behind the assault!" "But..." "May I remind you of our findings in Arlinsport?" "Yeeeeeesssss?..." The doctor said, recollecting himself. "The drunken guard, you mean?" "The drunken guard who told us of Pennington's agent indeed! Recount, please." "I must have forgotten. An agent purportedly in Viscount Pennington's service is to have met with a mercenary." Hudson remembered. "A mercenary which was to go to Malto to thwart Consul Montoya's efforts with any means possible, I believe." "Indeed - and what better way than to assault Lorenzini, the uniting figure of the populace? It could easily have led to unrest, and discontent with the negotiations, undermining Montoya. And further, it was likely to lead to Lorenzini being incarcerated and prosecuted by the Eslandians, another stain on Montoya's name. And all this while appointing Captain Mesabi, a known thorn in the side of the Consul, count." Hudson frowned once more, rubbing his forehead. This was more complex than he cared for. "But what about the group of Priests and Monks we found to have been conspiring in Breshaun...It was my theory that they were hiring a saboteur?" "Our sources could never confirm any of this, you might remember." Sholmes interjected. "But consider the escape and capture of the Lorenzini impersonator. Does it not strike you as rather remarkable how swiftly the impersonator was apprehended? There is no concievable way the Consul's letter could possibly have reached Oleander authorities in time of the capture..." "However, as you may remember, he WAS captured!" "So he was - it was almost as if it was planned in advance..." "Now, Sholmes... You are certainly contradicting yourself..." "Imagine this: The Order of the Faith, or elements within, wishes to confound and confuse Corlander and Eslandian relations. Afterall, Corrington and Eslandola at conflict, perhaps even war, might be construed as advantageous to Olean interests." Sholmes explained. "Giving the impression of 'rescueing' Lorenzini and then having him 'disappear', while in fact abducting and torturing him for information about Corlander plans and strategies, would serve that purpose wonderfully." "Another case of convenient coincidence, perhaps?" "Convenient coincidence, indeed, Hudson, particularly when the Consul's letter arrived. Certainly, as it arrived they already knew that the man was not Lorenzini, having tortured him. But now they had an excuse and could publicly admit to having captured the man." "But who was he, then?" "We cannot know. But they claim he has admitted to be the saboteur, which is by no means implausible." "You have got me quite confounded, Sholmes. Care to explain again?" "Certainly. Eslandian merchants arranged the explosion on the Wolf's Blood to give Eslandian troops an excuse to enter the city. Shortly afterwards, Viscount Pennington's agent attacked Lorenzini, and appointed Mesabi Count, to sabotage Consul Montoya's efforts and sow discontent in the city. And then, the Order of the Faith lifted a man thought to be Lorenzini off the island, tortured him, and used the Consul's letter as a convenient explanation for their torture." "And you are quite certain this is what transpired?" Hudson asked sceptically. "Elementary, my dear Hudson. There is no other possibly explanation." "Although unlikely..." "When you have excluded the impossible, what ever is left, no matter how...." Sholmes said, before being interrupted by Hudson finishing the sentence in a slightly irritated tone: "...no matter how implausible, must be the truth... I know, I know!" __________________________________________________ Ended up being longer than I had planned, but it was fun to build - sorry for the wall of text - C&C is, as always welcome. :) I would like to donate the Temple build (a small cultural, Breshaun) to the Order of the Faith ( @Phred?), while the Arlinsport city gate will be licensed by Arlinsport.
