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jamaha
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PostPosted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 6:16 pm    Post subject: If it please the readers... Reply with quote

I would be mighty obliged to those that would look kindly upon the following accounting of my actions wherein the Spanish city of Santiago was sacked and plundered for the good King. What follows is my journal entry for that encounter, I appologise if it be overly long winded:

Journal Entry of Duke Jamaha - Captain of His Majesty's Ship - the Large Frigate 'Queen Anne's Revenge':

Upon the daring defeat of the evil Mendoza and the rescue of the governor's daughter, I and my crew set sail once again for what had become our home port of call - Port Royale. Sailing swiftly Northwest, we crossed the gulf in a few months and, upon sighting home, gave a great cheer and made quickly for the dock. Upon alighting from the ship I made haste to the Merchant, to catch him before he closed shop for the morrow, and we quickly settled the deal for the sale of our captured cargo. I thence hunted down the shipwright who was busy overseeing the painting of the governor's yacht and convinced him to relieve me of Mendoza's ship. I then put in to the tavern, gathered the latest gossip and spoke with the man who holds the Port Royale franchise of that odd outlet store 'Mysterious Men (tm)'.

I declined speaking to the crowd of ruffians for the nonce, as I was in pressing need to return the governor's daughter. Proceeding therewith, I reunited the two family members with much glee. The good damsel hinted at a possible union in the near future and I, my emotions in a turmoil, left quickly.

I then returned to recruit some men from the tavern since I had an itching to try my hand at some port raiding. I had noted several rich Spanish ports nearby and had decided to 'infuence the government' to make the cities more friendly like. The boys I met were more than willing to sign on to the Queen Anne, and thusly we left port.

Upon leaving, I imediately felt a great loss in my heart and, turning to the first mate, bade him to return us to port. Upon our return I made haste to the governor's mansion and plead my undieing love to his daughter. We were married that day, the crew in attendance, and great revelry commenced afterwards. Now, being a member of the family, the governor himself took me to the side and entrusted to me alone the care of a mail runner. We were to escort an ultimatum to the evil Spanish city of Santiago that was certain to lead to war. This I bore as a great boon and swore to carry out, as it would aid me to no end in my sacking of the Spanish city. As Santiago is the nearest of my targets, I felt that Providence was surely blessing my endeavour.

We set sail in the morning with the waxing breeze guiding us out of port, and making our way east rounded the tip of the island and proceeded north. After a few days, Santiago came into view and we, holding off shore, saw that the mail runner arrived safely. Then, taking up position outside of the port, we waited to see what prize would be sent our way.

The Spaniards wasted no time in preparing for war and sent several ships our way. A trade galleon fell to our superior power, followed thereupon by another. After capturing three or so ships, the Spaniards decide that we were threat enough and sent a pirate hunter to sink us. We laughed heartily and boarded the sloop taking her crew by surprise. After duelling with the captain, I claimed the sloop as mine own.

The good quartermaster and I were discussing the right plan of action at this point seeing as how our crew was greatly spread amongst the small fleet we had amassed when another beauty was spotted sliding out of Santiago. It was another trade galleon. It was more than we could resist and so, preparing for battle we came about and closed. The wind was in our favour and we got off a few good salvos with our guns before we boarded. In no time their colors were struck and we claimed the prize. The Spaniards in port had been watching however, and upon seeing their ship captured sent yet another ship to sink us. We were in no position to fight and made all haste toward Port Royale. The Spanish ship however was fleet and fast and overtook us. The captain gave us no choice but to rake his deck with as many rounds of grape that we could get off. After fouling his rigging with some chain, the Spanish sloop thought better of closing and began to turn away. Seeing the tide of battle turn, I pressed the good lads to let sails fly and join the chase. It was a short matter to close in on the sloop despite the unfavourable winds and, in the tacking, removed a great many men from his deck. Crashing alongside we stormed the deck and laid waste to his men.

We were in a right sorry mess after that battle and, not having enough men to fully man the ships, we limped back to good Port Royale and made our berth there. After seeing to the cargo, I oversaw the repairs on the good Queen Anne and sold off the captured prizes. I then made my way to the tavern and recruited as many able bodied men as could be had. Paying my respects to the governor, he was pleased and granted me a gift of a great many acres of land. My new wife greeted me and, foolish girl!, invited me to a ball. I declined as gracefully as I could. How can she think of such things when we are at war?

My great plan was now in action and, returning to Santiago, we were obliged to take another trade galleon. The Spaniards seem to take great joy in throwing these useless ships away. We were set upon by another 'pirate' hunter - the Spanish seem to not understand the concept of Privateering - but we made fast and beached our ships just west of the city. We then proceeded, all 187 men, in a forced march to sack the city of Santiago.

But alas! We had not done the proper reconaisance and were greeted on the field by no less that 380 blood thirsty Spaniards. Some might say I exagerate, but I assure you, kind reader, that we were there, stuck upon a hill amongst a sea of hate. We made swift for the tree line and began to fight bravely. Many good men to my left and right fell and I, amongst the officers, was obliged to retreat and oversee the battle from behind. Our men fought bravely until, after nearly an hour, we forced the Spanish to break for the walls of the city with us in pursuit.

The citizens of the fine city paid us no measure of courtesy but handed over more than 3000 gold to us to encourage us to leave. They had not rightly ascertained my intentions, however, and I swore to return at nightfall. The merchant of the city would not deign to offer a fair and reasonable price for my goods and the shipwright had the audacity to charge me for repairs which I refused to pay. I spoke to the mysterious man and obtained some bauble and, in need of a good invasion force, saw to it that every malcontent and ruffian in the tavern was forthrightly recruited before leaving. Gaining about 20 good men returned the whole of our compliment to about 160. I then paid my respects to the good governor who, while courteous, was quite upset over my actions. We then left the city behind and made way towards our ship.

As the sun was sinking my men, after a few hours hiding in the woods beyond the city, set out again toward the walls. It seems the Spaniards were not as foolish as we thought since they spotted us quickly and sent out their guard. The fight was more evenly matched, about our 160 to their 180, and our forces closed quickly with great cries and crashings of sword, the report of musket fire sounding forth over all. A great force of cavalry faced us down but our trusty buccaneers cut them to ribbons before we attacked. The battle was fierce yet we owned the high ground and fate was again on our side. The enemy, routed as they were, broke and fled once more to the city with us in tow.

The good people of Santiago had grown to hate us and I, not bothering with the merchant nor shipwright, stopped in to gather the last of the good and able bodied men in the tavern to replenish our troop. I paid my respect to the governor again who was clearly in a rage at this point. After threatening me and my crew, the governor had me thrown bodily from his presence. With wounded pride I returned to my men who were just gathering the last bag of plunder, 3000 gold exactly, whereupon we retreated once again to the forest to nurse our wounds.

The good people of Santiago surely thought we were gone for good. We, however, had come here for more than just spoils of war and returned with the rising sun to raid the city once more, certain that this time the governor would flee. And so, we took our position upon the hill once again and ran for cover in the woods. The remaining Spanish guard, about 60 or so, met with our 150 men. With great shouts of joy our men charged and the buccaneers fired volley after volley of musket balls at the Spanish guard. We lost few men and little time in convincing the Spaniards to flee from the field of battle and proceeded thereupon to, for the third time in two days, sack Santiago netting us 2900 gold this final time. As predicted the governor fled for the north shore of the island leaving us in control of the city.

My good men set about freeing compatriots and friends of England from the Spanish prison and happended upon a good man of noble blood, a duke who had sailed from England with his family and had arrived in the region only a month before. The ship they were upon was rudely attacked and boarded by a Spanish privateer and all of their wordly possesions taken. They were thereafter held in custody for the Spanish saw a potential in ransom. Arriving in the prison of Santiago a week later, they had spent a fortnight and a half in the dank and vermin infested bowels of the fort waiting for release. I was only too happy to free the family and, with the support of all good Englishmen to be found at that time in Santiago, bade him to take up the governorship of the now fine English city. The man wept for joy at his great fortune and took to the leadership of the city and, of matter of course, gave us free access to upgrades and repairs with the shipwright. The merchant, now persuaded to look on us more friendly like, also gave us a more reasonable, if still unfair, price for our goods.

The good new governor introduced me to his lovely daughter with whom I danced at the great celebration ball that evening. She was pleased with my skill and was enticed to whisper in my ear a rumor she had overheard whilst confined in the prison. I seems that a certain Baron Raymondo esq. who has been sailing along the north shore of the Southern Americas has information reguarding the whereabouts of my dear beloved uncle. I vowed to pursue the soundrel and force the information from him at once, excepting a possible side trip to dig up some buried treasure nearby at Puerto Principe

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I thusly submit this journal entry to you, Governor of Port Royale, as a testimony to my actions concerning the capture of Santiago. I am greatly endebted to you by your gift of 750 acres of prime land on our lovely isle. May God keep you in good health,

Duke Jamaha, Privateer in His Majesty's Fleet
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PostPosted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 11:29 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

That there looks to be a good amount of gold fer ye writin'. Greedy
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PostPosted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 2:29 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Aye laddie, a pirate's gold collectin' relies on lots o' wind. Razz
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PostPosted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 2:46 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Ahoy to ye matey, that be one fine tale ye be tellin Wink
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PostPosted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 4:42 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Arrr, you spin a right good yarn! When ye are retired you will have many tales of adventure to share with ye beautiful lady of Port Royale and any wee pirates you may have....



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PostPosted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 4:35 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Man, how can you have the energy to write such a journal? If I wrote I journal after such a scenario it would say:
"Ransaked Sandiago today.




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PostPosted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 12:04 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

I'd slow up on the journal writin there matey,
The ship's doc can't do much for a carpal tunnel! Feeling Sick
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PostPosted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 12:16 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Thats a fine tale for a powder monkey:!: (Welcome to to Cutlass Isle) How much gold did ye get for that Lost
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