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Out of the Ashes -Roadmonkeytj

To hell (and back?) -Keymonus

Meanwhile in Acropolis -Keymonus

Devastation of Charlatan Bay -Roadmonkeytj

Waiting in the wasteland -Keymonus

Those Damned Cannons -Keymonus

Restoring Order to Chaos -Roadmonkeytj

Relief Mission - Gedren_y

Infero Pordejon, Headquarters of Charlatan Bay Militia, July 619

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An overall view of the room

Tristan Rimbaud was sitting in an anonymous room of the Salty Shipworks, the shipbuilding facility that his friend Gustav had chosen as temporary headquarters of their "army". He looked again at one of the maps, scribbling a few notes about the areas still controlled by the enemies. He emptied his glass of wine, one of the few commodities provided by the Oleonese ships that, now and then, connected the island with the outer world. How easier would have been to solve everything with a pitched battle, where the disciplined lines of his bluecoat would have easily routed the rebels.

The campaign, during the first weeks, was surprisingly smooth: the well trained Oleonese volunteers took by surprise the garrison of the hidden battery, opening a safe channel for supplies, far enough from Fort Saint Millar and its cannons.

On the same day, the first cargo was unloaded in a secondary landing point: a small task force of soldiers secured the beach, while the local militia took control of the main street… better keeping soldiers and pirates a couple of miles apart.

One after the other, the rowboats reached the shallow water, where, months after the volcanic eruption, pumices stones still floated. That day, Tristan received also a letter from the Royal Court: His Blessed Majesty appointed Tristan the Count of Astrapi, a honorary title rather than a real rule over a territory, but still a ladder towards the highest ranks of society. The Defender of Fatu Hiva, as the Court defined him in the letter, could now look in the eyes, as peers, the bloated noblemen who once made fun of the Rimbauds, ancient as Oleon itself but not very rich or powerful.

That first cargo, delivered at the cost of enormous risks, represented the best hope of success for Tristan and his allies: food for the soldiers and the civilians, seeds and agricultural tools… but also the musket he needed to transform the local militia, well-meaning but disorganized, in an effective fighting force.

A few days after the departure of the Phènix another ship, curiously called Valiant Phoenix, landed in the same point: the passengers, disciples of a weird but pacific cult, organized a field hospital, a fundamental help for the starting campaign.

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Overall view

This had happened almost a year before, but Tristan remembered those days very well: with the main road secured and the supplies for the town, he and his friend were ready for their triumphal entry in Hightown… that was a great day, a day to be remembered, but they all knew that it was just the beginning of the long road towards peace and order.

 

@gedren_y, I wasn't following BoBS a lot when you published your nice MOC… I included here a little nod. 

Edited September 28, 20195 yr by Keymonus

I really enjoy following the this storyline - both the writing and the builds are really nice, and on top of this, it is a collab, something I am hoping we will see more and more of in BoBS.

Both your scenes are excellent, with a variety of details and very lively posing.

Great work! Can't wait to see how this campaign progresses (although any Oleander involvement in foreign lands obviously gives rise to concern! :P)

Thank you Bregir! The collaborative approach was very nice to follow but, mainly due to real life stuff, each part required a huge amount of time! The next part is already WIP, and I assure you that I’m not planning to invade Charlatan Bay... at least not this time! 

The details on the beach are very well picked. I am still wondering if there is cause to concern for us Sea Rats.. Only the sun rises for free they say ...

Thank you @Fraunces! 

In character: I think that some concerns from Sea Rats is more than reasonable... my character is a Count of Oleon and an officer in the army, with a past of pirate hunter! However, his actions don’t seem to have any official backing and, on the contrary, are coordinated with the local authorities (I think that I’ll introduce some troubles for my character due to this).

Out of character: don’t worry at all, I basically wanted to build something in Charlatan Bay and started a nice collab with Roadmonkeytj, I’m trying to make the storyline fit with my character (so, for example, deserting and acting as a mercenary was not an option) but all the connections with official Oleonese troops or authorities are only storywise!

 

Edited September 28, 20195 yr by Keymonus

Thanks for the nod. It's nice to see that some of the Oleon citizenry (outside my own characters) recognize the Crahaish neh Triuri as a force for good in the Brick Seas.

@Keymonus another swell build and a great continuation of the story ... Im afraid Ive fallen under similar limitations to the story with lifes responsibilities.

@gedren_y the citizens have really enjoyed the assistance the Crahaish neh Triuri has been providing!

Thank you both for your comments!

@gedren_y Tristan is not a fanatic, even if he is in good relations with the Order… at least up to now, since he is helping a pirate settlement inhabited by heretics!

A nice variety of bluecoat uniforms.

Sorry for not commenting on this earlier! Despite my general absence I have followed this storyline with interest, and this is yet another great development.

A fine build, providing surprisingly many little scenes on such a limited space. Well done!

 

Now Oleon should move on, and provide peace - by superior firepower!