10-05-2014, 05:26 PM
Fellow elders, hermanos.
It has been a long time since I have walked the hallways of the council of elders.
Ever since the failed coup that should have brought us, the Brotherhood, into full reign of the empire, I have been waiting.
Maybe some of the younger hermanos y hermanas only remember me from tales of a great elder who lost everything, who failed to reach his greatest ambition.
One should remind them that only those who dare to fail greatly can ever achieve greatly.
Whispers have reached my ears, whispers about the Benitez familia.
I've heard their power is dwindling, that their ships embark no more.
Also there have been whispers about the Black Sails, notorious for undertaking nothing,
ever since the death of their honored elder Espingarda.
These are the people responsible for slowing us down.
These are the people that after our failed attempt to make things right,
put the Brotherhood on the backseat of the council of elders,
forcing me into hiding only with what little my personal armada could carry.
And since then the empire has been troubled.
Meanwhile the Council of Elders does nothing!
They just sit there, watching the greatness we once built slowly crumble under its own weight.
Ever since my exile, they have had their time to do things their way.
Word has reached me that the treasury is nearly depleted.
The departments of the council are running out of funds.
This way the empire cannot function anymore.
There are no excuses for allowing this state of affairs to persist.
It is our plight to protect the empire, and guide it into the right direction.
Stand with me, and we will take the council of elders without bloodshed.
I believe if we do not act soon, the people of Crete will revolt!
It is time to restore the empire to former glory.