Travels of Sigi
ooc: A blatant copy of an idea from aaminion in stjnes5 /ooc
Hello, I am Sigi, my last name is not important for I do not wish to honor my bloodsucking family for this journey I am about to begin. A travel in which I will write about every hour of the day in this journal, and compile it a survey of the nations of the Indian Ocean for the greater of the literary readers of the Sinhalese language.
Chapter One Satavahanihara
The image above is of the capital of Satavahanihara, Ahrnadabad, with surrounding villages
I make my way to the country of Satavahanihara my buggy, a friend I know owns a mule and buggy and has agreed to take me to the Satavahaniharan capital of Ahrnadabad. The country we make our way through is full of Sinhalese culture a relic of the once great Sinhalese empire that stretched through this land and further north. The language is spoken still, but the official language has been dubbed the ancient Satavahaniharan language. Little farms appear on the way, but when they do they are little less then just blotches of weed with a vegetable here and there, or a wheat field that is dreadfully overgrown. Poverty strikes the land from every angle, and I stay within the buggy with my dagger ready in case any poor man tries to rob me.
The road is bumpy, made completely of rocks. There are frequently roadblocks where a tree has fallen, or rebels who charge a fee to get through blocked off sections of the roads. Not wanting any trouble, I of course pay the fee, which usually isnt much. As we near the capital, more and more small towns are seen, until finally we reach the capital, with huge walls that surround it built in the Sinhalese fashion. They are probably the same walls that the Sinhalese citizens built to defend this town.
It was not hard to enter Ahrnadabad like it is to enter any usual Sinhalese town all you had to do was state your name and the guard wrote it down on a tablet. I gave a fake name. As soon as we were inside the city, I quickly put my shirt to cover my mouth. The street was sick. There were people falling over each other, streets full of waste, and crumbling homes. At the end of the road, in the distance, I could see a high stone building, which must be the temple. Making my way down the street, within the buggy still, the slums slowly turned cleaner, more prosperous. Markets soon appeared along the street side where goods ranging from gold necklaces to exotic woodcarvings were sold. I stopped by a near vender who was selling bananas.
How much for this, good sir? I asked politely, feeling he hunger churning within myself. The banana I picked up was as hard as a rock, but I did not care.
Fifteen rupee, replied the robust, yet healthy looking man. I could see what looked to be his daughter sitting behind him on an overturned crate, kicking her knees in front of her. I gave him an eye of suspicion, since fifteen rupee could usually buy two dozen bananas in Sinhala proper. But his face portrayed nothing out of the ordinary. I soon realized that it was the going price in this country. Handing him the equivalent in Sinhalese coins, which were accepted in this country as well, I took the banana, turned around, and attempted to peal. Unsuccessfully, I withdrew my dagger and cut the peel, revealing a brown mass of what seemed to be rotten banana. Sighing, I through it to the ground and hopped back into the buggy. From here I made my way to the port, where a trireme would be waiting for me boarding to take me to the island of Socotra.
ORDERS
-Open trade with that brown country on the Indus (name?)
-Spend an economy on upgrading the Socotra island into an island capable of double its citizens and a state of the art defense system.
-Increase navy once and army once (1 economy)
-Establish banks in all of my cities, especially the capital and on Socotros, capably of holding money for the traders, and set ten guards per bank.
-Send 2,000 men to the new colony in Africa. Reinforce it's defenses, and if possible, continue to expand peacefully. I do not want any enemies among my trade partners.
-Continue to trade with the African nations, lower prices so to allow a greater volume of trade.
-Build a fort on the island of Socotra where five hundred soldiers will be placed.
-Navy is to guard the trade that goes on.