GPS to Rome
The captain of the Macedonian ship Curragh (the fellow who named her was VERY imaginative...) puts into Newport to avoid a storm. He reassures the harbormaster that he and his lads will be on their way as soon as the skies clear, but he's not sure how well-understood he is. The harbormaster is hard to read...
The Harbormaster shakes his head as the Macedon sails North out of Newport. The skies have been clear for days, yet he spoke of avoiding a storm. The Macedon had not permission to sail into Russian waters, but acted as if he had just bought vacation rights.
The little green boat is breaking international treaties. Even though the little green man offered us luxuries for trade, we have nothing to swap for them. Macedon is King of the world, but this does not give them the right to break our sovereignty. Is that 20 turns of luxury a payment for sailing our waters, E? If not, then turn your boat around and head back south.
gps to Tom.
Where was it you asked about passage, E? I can not find a post like that.I asked you about passage, but you ignored my message. I simply followed the principle of "No news is good news" and carried on.
I'll interpret your reaction here as "Leave or declare." Tsk. The Russkies are so unfriendly.
Where was it you asked about passage, E? I can not find a post like that.
Just built a big pair of feet.
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