' Wrote:Go play the game, within the given limitations. That is how role play games are played. Not by trying to work around those limitations or whining about them.
Ooh, I see a wierd guy with a wierd beard speaking wierd thing but can't do his wierd stuffs... Senors and senoritas, are you sure this guy is a Corsair?
Abdul Alhazred. An interesting name. Your father must have been a follower of the Mad Arab's teachings.
Too bad you don't seem to follow in your namesake's footsteps.
Well. Except for the "crazy and on drugs" part.
Under the guidance of the Council, in the past four hundred years we have acheived what took the Inner Houses eight centuries.
Our people are fed, and fed well, by food from pirated shipments, from our Zoner allies on Gran Canaria, from the hard work of our few farmers, from the biodomes of Barcelona and Crete built with technology from Samura.
Our ships are some of the most powerful in all of Sirius, the scourge of the Inner Houses, the fearsome Legate, designed from retrofitted technology and then improved, and the dreaded Osiris, advanced designs gotten from our former allies in the Order.
And these ships are used daily to take from the Inner Houses, the finest clothes, drink, consumer goods, technology, optronics, everything and anything you can imagine.
A Imperii grows wealthy, and our people are fed. The trade in artefacts increases daily, and even as we speak new allies are being acquired, and old friendships renewed.
Together through the might of bood and family and Empire we now stand, fighting off Two Houses and our lost bretheren the Outcasts, alongside with the Mollies, the Hessians, the Coalition, the turncoat Hunters, the Omicroners, and the old threat of the non that inhabit the void.
Not only that, but we are winning.
Tell me, what threats are we ignoring? What enemies would you fight? What allies would you seek?
Be gone fool.
To my brothers and sisters of a Imperii, i hope you do not heed the foolishness of this idiot.
Go forth, and continue on your chosen path, warriors, engineers, farmers, barkeeps, deckhands, all of you who serve a Imperii.
Together we will keep our nation strong and tear down the wall that holds us back from the Inner Houses, and go forth and pillage their land, take their riches, and rule.
We are Corsairs, and nothing will stand in our way.
Vinculu sanguinis vincio nos, et numquam nos incida
ab unitate nostra sanguina, fit maxima fortitudo. The bonds of blood link us, and we will never fall
from the unity of our blood, is made a great strength. Vivat fraternitatem!Vivat imperii! Vivat Corsairs! Deliver me, O God of the blood, from the land of eternal death, on that awful day
When the heavens are moved and the earth.
Since we come to judge the world by fire. Vivat fraternitatem!Vivat imperii! Vivat Corsairs!
gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|
Ah, a nice comedy here, clown's festival in full color. Who don't even remember that our glorious shipyard is called after a one of the ancient towns of our people back to Earth, and not only this. Ignorance is what poisoning your mind, poisoning your soul.
Your attempts to take over the achievments of our people saying that it's an achievement of the Council, ha.. Pathetic, you are probably think that stars are circling around your person filling the space around you with the light of awesomeness.
I will enjoy watching your face, looking in your eyes when you'll see your own blood on my hands, on my dagger.
I do not recognise the authority, of this 'Saladin'. I will loyally follow the Council of Elders to the day I die, knowing, they, are the spearhead of our great nation. Hail to the Elders!
Dream Theater - "Sabre120 and Jongleur officially win. That is all."
All hail the Council of Corsair Elders!
The words of these Salad snakes can not be trusted, as the strangers are not reliable themselves.
I swear my loyalty will always belong to the Council of del Imperio.
All that stands in our way will be destroyed!
Vivan los Imperio!
~ Diego of the Black Sails ~