Well this is... different?
My boat was sailing in to the shore. I didn't recognize this place. It seemed.. strange, different, out of the ordinary. The trees looked huge! I was thinking to myself, is this really it? Is this what we've been waiting for for so long? I'd lost men, I'd lost supplies and I seemed to have nothing left but my one boat, the others had gotten lost in the storm.
When I think back 72 hours, I was on Altis, my home. I was with my friends John Dillinger, McShev, Dcert, I remember we were talking, talking about the new world. The island that had been discovered some seas away. Apparently it hadn't been named, so while we were in my house up in Sofia getting drunk we though of names. Now at the time there was no good suggestions apart from one, Tanoa. So we decided that if we ever managed to go to this new place we would call it Tanoa...
The day after I got a message on my phone from Dcert asking if I was up for a challenge, me being me decided why not give it a go. So I went down to his home at Athira and asked him what he was thinking of, he asked me if I wanted to go exploring? Go and actually find this new island, we could be the first there. It would be our island! He said it would be so cool and that we would never be disturbed again!
But I asked him about the gang, what about The Copper Kings? We can't just leave all of them behind! They are our family, we are a team, we can't just leave them...
So that afternoon the whole gang met up and we proposed the idea.. What if we found a new place to live? Altis was already becoming cramped and full of new people crashing the economy; what if we could be the first inhabitants on a whole new island, we would be incharge, we would rule the lands. Luckily everyone was up for the idea, now we realised it wasn't going to be easy. It was going to take a lot of courage.. I warned them about the risks. The island couldn't even exist I told them; what if we don't come back? But they were already set, they knew what they wanted to do and I was relieved to know we were all going to be in this together.
We spent that afternoon packing, saying our goodbyes and heading to the pygros boat dock. We unhooked our boats. We had 12 boats when we set off, each boat holding two except me, me being the leader was in the smaller and faster boat so I could scout ahead...
Over night we sailed in the harsh sea and the winds of the ocean. We stayed awake all through the night and through the next day, until a storm came. A very nasty storm. The waves roared about the boats and tipped us from side to side, boats got flung off and some went overboard. My boat went out of control and I sailed away from the storm, that night I slept, I was scared, I didn't know where the rest of the gang were or if they were still alive!
That takes me to where I am now: I've just woke up and I can see the land coming up to me. I see buildings... I see a civilization. Maybe I was going to survive after all? As I pulled closer I saw a sign marked 'Georgetown' I'm amazed by how established this city already is.
I hope, I really really hope that some of my friends are alive but for now I appear to be the first one here. I'm going to claim this land for the copper kings. I will keep the legacy and rebuild the copper kings afresh!
I looked into my bag and saw on my bandana the faintest quote:
We stand for our brothers, We fight for our survival! We are The Copper Kings!
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