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"Land Ho!" or "No Oleander is a true Oleander if he travels without guns. Big guns. Oh, and a priest. AT LEAST one priest." ... It is a chilly morning at the year 615 AE of our holy gods. Our mighty armada sent by our gracious king Stephan the II, had just avoided a huge hurricane that traveled south. Pinnacles showing the state of the ships are flown on each of our vessels. We were fortunate and we attribute that to our gods, especially Poseidon, the ruler of the high seas. Chanting from our flagship the "Glory of Oleon", echoes at the distance, sending our gratitude to Him. It is in that specific ship, the biggest and best amongst all that our accompanying priest dwells. Suddenly the cabin boy banged at my door. - Sir! You are requested at the crow's nest immediately! Rushing and climbing at the ropes, i soon reached the highest part of the ship, the crow's nest. A fine mariner, stood there vigilant but excited as a small boy. - Land sir! Land! Land that no one has set foot before! It is ours! My ship, "Talon", after barely avoiding the hurricane was pushed ahead of the rest of our mighty armada by the winds. That's why we spotted that new land first. It was luck I thought. Or fate? I did pray last night for our salvation. Only gods knew. No matter what, I hastily signaled our flagship... The rowboats were starting to descend from some of the ships. I was full of pride! Since my ship fist saw this new land, the admiral has made me the honor of leading the detachment destined to set foot first on this New World. And of course I couldn't be alone on that. Oleanders don't do things quietly. This detachment had it all. Flags, ribbons, soldiers, sailors, our reverent priest and even a canon. THIS is the Oleon way. The only way. For the glory of OLEON!... Ceremony to Poseidon for our rescue last night Cannon hauling Food and ammunition - we are here to stay Bird's eye view Thanks for watching
