OOC: You have to go through me and all of my pacific holdings. Good luck searching for Samoa and Kiribati without a map!
OOC: Your ships will probably starve out combing the Pacific trying to find tiny islands in Polynesia. Now your faction sounds like a bunch of barbarians, but as Socrates said long ago "The Canadians are syrup loving prat barabarians".
OOC: We have no maps of Kiribati and Samoa, the boat that found the islands are off to New Zealand and have not returned with said maps. So good luck combing the Pacific. Plus, we got boats and bot patrols. Enough of the bickering, I doubt that you can pull off a siege on the Hawaiian islands against a seafaring civilization.
OOC: Yea, neutral, not hostile warmongers. Whatever, I'll deal with them. Nothing in this OOC chat effects nothing ingame okay? That means you can't kill my merchants because of OOC. The haul that the captain possesses has been deemed too valuable to be lost. He orders his men to make another canoe that will take the haul and half of the oarsmen back home. The canoe will take a few days to construct. so our merchants won't arrive in Vancouver for a few days.
The Vancouver Reminents ships return home and the Vancouver Reminents begin to prepare for war in earnest.
The oarsmen on their way to New Zealand stumbled upon another island chain with lush rainforests. The tribe there joins our union and offers tropical wood for our trade. The Tribe of Tonga joins our republic. The oarsmen from the trade missions have returned with the haul. The food is stored in the granary and the rifles and ammo were stored in the armory. Scientists took the tomatoes to extract seeds from them so that we can grow our own. The army is now training with the rifles.
The captain is almost to Vancouver. With the money and oarsmen he has left, he is sure that he can get a good trade and make it back home.
The Vancouver Reminents sight a suspicious vessel off their coast. A squadron of three PT boats are dispatched to bring it into custody.
A fairly large house boat is refitted with basic navigation and steering devices, roughly 700 pounds of grain, several deck weapons, and roughly 10 men to guard/man it, not including 4 traders. Rumors of another tribe had been solidified, knowledge that the vancouver Remnant was an actual group was proven based off of reconnaisance, and spotting of other scouts. The point of this boat will be to go up to the Remnants, and see if they want to trade, or if they would like an alliance. The boat sets out, with the men on the deck, looking at the horizon for any sign of trouble from Hawaiins possibly traveling up the shore.
The Vancouver Reminents recieve troubling reports of strange vessels being sighted off their coastlines. First the ships from far out to sea, now what is described in the reports as a massive warship approaching. Messangers are dispatched to Vancouver Reminents' outposts and towns, raising alarms and calling men and women to arms to protect their country.
OOC: Massive warship?.... It's a freakin houseboat! IC: The traders continue on there fairly fast paced travel up the coastline. There getting much closer to Vancouver, and are already in Oregon's lower coastline.
OOC: Remember Stalin's LP of Shogun 2: TW? Ships in Japan were castles on a hull. From a distance ANYTHING big can look like a warship. The Vancouver Reminents quickly put in place artillery batteries along the coast and dig in to repel possible invaders.
OOC: Where you you get artillery? Theres no forts in vancouver... BTW, not even sending Patrol boats out? pfft. IC: Out in the distance, the men on the boat saw the shoreline getting progressively denser in population. Denser in shore defenses as well. It was as if they expected the boat to be a hostile ship. They had to dissuade those falsities at that moment, of course. Or else they could get shot up, and have to fire back with there powerful deck cannons, which would leave no one happy. They put up a white flag, and a trader signal flag underneath that, to try and signal the people on the shore that they were not hostile. As they put up these flags, they started to turn towards the beaches.
