
The First Landing
“Let pour the ale and watch it flow
With ships of gold from stern to bow
Rejoice in greed of pirates old
For the eve of pirates landing “
- From the Tale, Eve of Pirates Landing by PiggyParty3
In the town of Riggen, in the Camarian Conglomerate, they take to the streets once a year to celebrate the day that the first Princes set foot on the shores of their now bustling trading nation. Many generations ago, feared Pirate Lords, Tog’tar Blooddamned, Bert the Duelist, and Bootlegger Jones, were on the run from the naval fleets of The People of Prain. In a desperate attempt to escape death on the seas, they sailed together south into the icy waters off the coast of the Barren Borealis, hoping to lose their assailants amidst the dangerous icebergs that lay there. Their daring plan worked, but as the night fell and cold descended on their crews, they sought land where they might rest. Still traveling East, they came across a large island completely void of natural life due to the frigid environment that plagued it. Not wanting to risk sailing further in the dark, they dropped anchor and rowed to shore, hoping to find somewhere to shelter and find supplies. It was there, in the absence of all hope, that Divine Flux approached them in their hour of need to offer support in building a haven for all the outcasts of the seas. Accepting his deal, the Pirate Lords were gifted the strength and knowledge to begin building a new nation, now known as the Camarian Conglomerate. At least that’s how the tale goes…