Raiders from the Spice Islands

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Raiders from the Spice Islands

 

 

Miles off the Imperial Coast, a gruff man with a short beard stands on the bow of a foreign schooner. His olive skin betrays him further for a foreigner, though those who followed him dared not ask him his origin. They had seen too many times his ire, and through too many failed mutinies his cruelty. It was not uncommon a sour look from one of the raiders had left them without eyes to see at all, doomed to tie knots by feel and light cannons by scent.

 

He was a mystical man, this schooner's captain. His brutality and ferocity hid beneath it a genuine curiosity for the unknown and undiscovered, if only so he could seize it and take it for his own. He had very few rules, but chief among them was that anything the crew owned, he owned.

 

The past few months, the captain had been ravaging the merchant routes from the Spice Islands, far off the Imperial coast. Too many ships had gone missing, and so the president of the South Island Trading Company had dispatched his best armed galleon to hunt down the schooner. Yet the raider's ship was too evasive, and the captain of the galleon had been forced to beach his ship for careening after months of hunting.

 

It was then the raider had seen his opportunity, him and his men, hungry for the spoils to be had in seizing such a massive ship, dispatched from their stealthy schooner in the night, and laid waste to the Company's encampment. Of the few survivors, ten were pressganged, and one was dispatched on a small boat to deliver the raider's message. The raids would not stop, and the ports of Arcas were next.

 

In hopes of achieving support in catching these deviant raiders, the President of the South Island Trading Company letters the closest known port, in the City of Avalain, in hopes of warning them.

 

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To the Prince, Wilhelm II Devereux

 

As of late, the ships my Company has dispatched to my regular trade routes have been harassed, sank, captured or otherwise made incapable of completing their routes. These pirates will fly the flag of your country in your waters, to avoid detection and suspicion. Be wary. Their leader, whose name we know not, hunts for relics of times long passed. He has caught word of Orenia and its ancient histories and mystic treasures, and I am sure he has made you his next target, the only Orenian port, to establish a foothold.

 

You will know the pirate's Captain by his brown skin and beard, and a thick foreign accent. Be wary! Be steadfast! Their ship is fast, sleek, and they will attack during the night, or when you least expect it.

 

For the betterment of the Commonwealth,

Rigoberto Magdaleno

President of the South Island Trading Company

 

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Alexander Pruvia prepares a detachment of ships and Pruvia soldiery to sail and assist the South Island Trading Company.