Jason s TaleChapter 21 East Isle
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Not as exciting as a huge melee with seventy or so ships all boarding each other, but I thought it was a much better result. Only one ship sunk, and the only casualties would be those sailors on Avenger who had never learned to swim. Breaker and the other nine ships had all surrendered, or hopefully would as soon as Mayor Michael talked to them.
I got to report to King Tom and the other commanders that the enemy commander had reached the correct conclusion from Wrong Place’s little demonstration, and that they would be surrendering and joining us. By the time I got to Flying Arrow I’d already changed my mind, though, about what to do with them.
It would be better to keep them apart and well clear of the fighting, but I didn’t want to give them a chance to sail off and escape. We wouldn’t need our warships in the harbor. The escorts and the transports could deal with everything they found there. I could assign all the warships to herd the surrendered fleet.
That should work. Flying Arrow would stay with the transports and Shark could supervise the pirate fleet. That would work fine. We’d use Eaglet to pass messages back and forth between the two groups.
Sir Tony and Eric and the Commander could manage the city and the citadel without me and King Tom would be right there if they needed political guidance. Meanwhile, I could talk with Mayor-to-be Michael and figure out what we were going to do with the rest of the island. The Mayor didn’t rule the whole island, just Safety Bay, but Safety Bay was the largest city with the best fortifications. Ergo, the Mayor of Safety Bay wasn’t necessarily the Prince of the Isle but being Mayor of Safety Bay was pretty much a required first step.
King Tom and the others rubber-stamped my decisions, plans, and agreement with Michael. That concerned me, since I’d pretty much pulled it all out of my ass while I was talking, but none of them had any better ideas. We were going to remove the current government, and the one that replaced it may well be worse unless we stuck our noses into the succession.
My view was that Senior Captain Michael had personal courage; he had volunteered his own ship to be sunk if I was telling the truth. He also took responsibility for his men’s welfare; he had knelt and bowed his head for the chopping-block to save his men. We probably weren’t going to find a better candidate for Prince of the Isle without a major talent search. If a good candidate just happened to fall out of the sky into our hands, we should take advantage of it and ensure that the next Mayor of Safety Bay and Prince of South Isle was someone who both trusted us to be honest and knew what would happen if any of his ships came our way.
As long as Michael was running South Isle, it would be out of the pirate business just as surely as North Isle and East Isle were. He might even be able to conquer New Isle for us, but I wasn’t going to bring that up. It had to already be on his mind.
Once Michael and his officers got their deal explained to his fleet, they all gathered together and let our fleet by. Our warships stayed with them, and we put a ten-man squad on each one just to keep them from getting any bad ideas. Ten Marines weren’t going to win a fight against a whole crew, but they’d make enough noise to ensure that the crew didn’t get away with anything.
As usual, I didn’t see any of the land campaign. I shouldn’t complain, since I saw one at close range when the pirates attacked Widemouth. Still, I wanted to watch! Comes of growing up with TV and movies, I guess. The escorts and transports moved into the bay and we could occasionally hear some noise carried on the wind. We also saw some fires that I hope our people hadn’t started, but when a city is being fought over things go wrong.
After a while we started having ferry crews bring us captured ships, and they brought us the news as they heard it. A few had captured crewmen, but most just had our people onboard to bring them out. The first one we got I sent right back in with a request that any ships coming out bring food and water for Senior Captain Michael’s ships. After that they all brought food and water and loot.
Michael tried to thank me, but I told him to wait some. I had no idea where the supplies came from, and if some of it turned out to be poisoned I preferred that his men found out for us. He was sure that his people wouldn’t do that, which was fine, but I’d rather be safe than sorry.
We ended up with eighteen more captured ships out with us. They had all belonged to the Mayor, or at least to people who lived in Safety Bay and were supposedly loyal to him, so they all belonged to us now. After we selected our ten favorites, the rest would go to Michael and his men.
The fight for Safety Bay was surprisingly short. Five or six thousand experienced fighting men don’t take long to go through three or four hundred men even when they are behind walls. Even when some of the city folk help the defenders.
Sir Eric and the officers apparently did a fair job of keeping their men under control. Any building or property that left us alone got left alone in turn. This was a change from the previous islands; we may have friends in charge here when we left and we didn’t want to completely destroy the city.
Any building or property that attacked us, though, got cleaned out. Pillaged, looted, and burnt. Probably raped, too. The captured ships brought freed slaves from Hunter Island and the mainland, they brought any cargo or loot that the soldiers wanted to carry, and they brought more than a few women who probably weren’t rescued slaves.
I had to mentally say “not my problem” and shrug. As long as they came from places that had attacked our men as they went by, they were probably the only survivors from their homes. It was either carry them off as loot, or kill them as troublemakers.
It was getting on towards evening of our second day on station when Eaglet came out with orders to land Mayor Michael and his men, and then take the warships to sweep the rest of the island. We’d been talking about it, and Michael left four of his captains with us to help us decide what to do with each ship we found. All ten of his ships went into the harbor to land his men and take control of the city. Hopefully, his city now.
There were a dozen transports coming out to accompany us. Good. I took Shark, Thunder, Cleaver, Eagle 2 and a couple other escorts, and half of the transports to go around the south side of the island. I sent Filo in Wrong Place with the rest of our warships, a couple more escorts, and the rest of the transports around on the north side. Each of us had two of Michael’s captains, and we promised to meet halfway around the island as soon as we could.
That didn’t take long, only three days. It wasn’t a complicated job. Go along the coast. Whenever we found a ship, either capture it or destroy it, and the easiest way to destroy it was to capture it first, loot it, and then sink it far enough offshore to not be recoverable.
We had the transports to land men as needed, so the only times we had trouble were when we got to towns with fortifications. That was more complicated. Land some men including one of Mayor Michael’s captains, go talk to the people in charge, and either get them to surrender their ships or accept that when we overcame their defenses we would destroy their defenses, their ships, and everything else we felt like destroying. Like their homes and families.
The first one was close enough to Safety Bay that they already knew about the invading fleet and what had happened to Landon. It accepted the captain’s suggestion that they man their ships and accompany us back to Safety Bay. That got the new Mayor three more ships. Whether he could trust the crews or not was his problem.
The second one was a larger town or city, and they weren’t afraid of our little squadron. Fine. I left Thunder and Eagle 2 to watch their four ships, and took the rest of my group on down the coast. We were headed more north than west by then, and I was getting cranky so we just destroyed the rest of the ships we found, three or four, until we met Filo’s group.
Filo had also left some ships watching a town that was too well defended for them. We talked it over with Michael’s four captains, and decided that Filo’s was probably the easier target. If we combined our groups, we would have enough men to assault the town.
That plan got pre-empted. When we got there, we found a dozen of our transports beached beside the town, their fort on fire, and half of the town on fire as well. The town’s three ships were all setting out to sea full of loot, freed slaves, and captured women. The transports’ escort commander told us that we were done at Safety Bay, and King Tom had sent them out to deal with whatever was holding us up so that we could move on.
That’s great! Where is the fleet gathering? At Safety Bay. Good. Okay, we gotta go back to our problem, and hopefully we’ll all meet up at Safety Bay in a few days.
The next day we ran into one of our ships, coming to tell us that that town had also been reduced. One ship had been stripped and sunk as not worth saving, and the other three were on their way to Safety Bay. Well, with the winds the way they are it’s faster to just keep going on around the island.
“Reduced” was a good word. When we passed that town that had closed their gates in our faces, we could see that it no longer had gates. Or a fort, or even many buildings. There were still a lot of people around, we could see them, but they didn’t have many buildings to live in. The city had been reduced to a village among a lot of ruins. I gathered that they had objected to our assault, and our soldiers had overridden their objections.
Hopefully, our men had taken care of the looting, rescuing, and raping parts before they got to the burning and killing parts. I know, I wasn’t supposed to be condoning rape, but I would support any of our sailors who decided that they wanted a Pirate Isles wife. It isn’t rape if you’re married, right?
Michael, Mayor of Safety Bay, should have no problem getting the remaining people at that town to acknowledge his position as Prince of South Isle and ruler of the whole island.
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Hi, I am david from London.. I am a great fan of traveling and more so of wild life. So I planned to have a trip to south Africa. I didn’t want to go alone so i wandered whom should I pick up for this. In our family all were ready then my sister told me she wants to go. We all then agreed that my sister will go with me.so we started our packing and then after 2 days we boarded our flight to south arica. 2 family room were booked for us.one for my sister and the other for me which incuded a...
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Welcome back! Season 4 finds the Empress a diplomat helping to negotiate peace for an entire planet, but can it guarantee the Homeworld's survival this time around? Will Alex finds new friends and some new facets to her gift as she and her sisters try to limit the destruction from Clemson's rewriting time to fit his own academically opinionated knowledge of historic events? Can they find a temporal sanctuary from which to survive the resulting changes and extinctions? ...
South of Bikini Season 5 Episode 2 "We'll always have Athens" 4:03PM, Athens, Greece, July 22nd, 1199BC "My love, where have all the people gone? Where did the distressed earth disappear? With the exception of the missing buildings and homes, it is as though the events of today never happened," Theseus questioned his mate after we reappeared next to Billie on the outskirts of Athens. The crater was gone and so were the destroyed buildings- rubble and all. "Sangiere...
South of Bikini Series Finale Copyright: 2017, R.G. Beyer "When Worlds Collide" I really can't say as to when I first noticed her. She, as they say, was very hard to miss. In fact, even in a crowd of say, a hundred, most eyes would immediately locate her and track her until she disappeared from view by ducking into a store front, entering the subway, or just plain vanishing from sight as a bus or truck passed by. Just plain vanishing- now that would be novel! Though, there...
It was a perfect day in South Beach Miami and it was nearing the end of our week long vacation in this winter paradise. We were finishing breakfast when we decided to spend our last day on the beach. I was always up for this activity because I loved to go see all the topless girls from Europe who vacation here. There is a fine line to walk when faced with beautiful topless women while sunning on the beach with your wife. I bought some very dark sunglasses just for this occasion. My wife Lori...
ExhibitionismSouth American Cock TormentAndy Douglas was eighteen even though he only looked much younger. Five seven, he had a nice balance of slim waist, good shoulders and a neat, tight butt. Plenty of sport and exercise in the open air had given him a great tan and a body with good muscular definition including a modest six-pack. The sun had also bleached his shock of naturally blonde hair. Coupled with pale blue eyes and a ready smile he looked good and attractive?and he knew it.He liked girls, but...
Sara's South American Adventure Part 1---Introduction, Background and Arrival What a wild and confusing last few months. First her Daddy, well adopted Daddy,died shortly after her sixteenth birthday and she was so upset. Her adoptedMommy was also extremely bereaved. sara and Mommy simply did not know how theywere going to support themselves. Mommy confided in sara that she had no ideawhether Daddy's business was successful or how to handle investments or howeven to arrange the funeral details...
After 8 years in Nevada and my life being in total disarray I said FUCK IT and headed south. I had lost track of Linda and Bonnie..still married to TJ and wondering at 51 years old what to do.. I ended up at the beach in Mexico where I had lots of history working in and around the Shrimp Fleet and lots of partying. I had a very good friend who owned a ship yard and was the Don Juan of the town. He had three kids all from different women and could party with the best of them. We, Leo...
Hop 1 After having been home a few months and recuperated from having gone round the world in my Corsair, a World War II fighter, I started thinking about the Southern route. Many planes transferred from the States to Europe, especially the North African and Southern European Theatre, by flying across the Atlantic from Brazil to Africa. I'd see parts of the world I had missed the first time and avoided a couple places I didn't want to see again. I looked at the distances from island to...