The times are hard.
Nothing is like bevor.
A freezing wind is blowing through the galaxy.
A breeze of death, treason, lies and lack of understanding...
It is much more darker outside like never bevor.
A particular incident rocked my universe.
The renunciation of a confederate.
A confederate tarred with the same brush, who knows terms like courage, honour and glory.
A confederate, who spilled blood with us, and fought big battle at our side.
A confederate who accepted my like I am without any prejudices, no matter where I came from.
Now he turned one´s back on me.
me, the Engineer [RoA]...
I, "the Engineer", a Ronin aus Amarak, a relict of the good old time, I don´t like traitor !
Like I said, time has changed. Many clans are fighting with the same problems, even the head hunters and the trading guilds.
The young and wild ones are diffenent than we old stager. Do we have a generation problem? Or an identity problem?
My confederate says, we Ronins are not the same anymore. But what about himself? Is he still the same?
Perhaps he is fighting with the same problems, is undercutted by young wild ones,
terms like courage, honour and glory means nothing to them.
They do not know,
how many legend battles we fought,
how many defeats we survived,
how many feast we had together.
Is it all forgotten ?
For me they were my brothers, more important than my family.
Seems to be one-sided opinion. But opinions are changing.
Confirmed of the cant of our victims and haters, our ways are different now.
It´s over.
I am trying to look for new options a due to this new situation, but it doesn´t work. I am very sad.
I think I have to drown my pain into a lake of rum and so I am choosing the way to my favourite pub in the Griggs Hub.
Just arrived, I am meeting a good old friend. In front of the pub, there is a cup board box and an old dogs lives there.
since years he is here and by the way, today he is looking terrible. His good times are fare away in the past.
When I see him, I always have a kind of pity for him, a feeling, I can´t have for the man kind.
I am giving him something to eat, like always. This time, I will give him my comlete bacon sandwich.
What a pragmatic idea, so I have more space for rum im my stomach.
And I am walking in to start drinking and suffering.
..
.
I think I lost my feeling for the time..I am feeling more terrible like the days bevor.
How long am I here? 4 or 5 days? Is it important ? ....
I was not able to clear the situation in my head, the taste of treason is in my mouth.
I lost my faith in friendship and brotherliness.
So I am leaving the pub, my ship is waiting, the search for Chromium is still unsufficient.
But on the way to my ship, a bad surprise stopped my plans.
Four head hunter are waiting for me behing the pubs.
Ok. Nice idea. I like brawls when I am drunken and so I decided to place the first hit.
Head hunter no.1 is knocked out very fast, but I made a mistake.
I didn´t see the guy no.3 and he hit me with a big iron pipe into the face.
The effect was like estimated, fighting with with awareness, I was going down.
My eyebrow has a big cut, I can´t see anything.
Now I know, that I am in big trouble. Its over now.
But as always, life has some special plans for pirates like me.
To seem to appear from nothing, a new confederate is coming to help me in my times of need.
During I was fighting with my unconciousness and with the blood in my eye,
I am recogning that my attackers have to face a new problem.
The old dog is joining the fight and not even knife stitches couldn´t stop him on his mission.
With bloody injuries, my attackers are abandoning the battle field.
What un unexpected way of change.
Now, I am sitting here in the dirt.
The dog is sitting next to me, looking into my eyes, faithful...
Its back now. The faith in friendship and brotherliness.
A new confederate appeared, who is standing by me, even in bad times.
Isn´t that, what we are looking for?
I am stroking his head, several times and I am saying to him;
"Right now and right here is the beginning of a new journey, for us both, buddy!"
we left Griggs Hub together at 10:06 PM....
The Engineer [RoA]
Ronin of Amarak
Nothing is like bevor.
A freezing wind is blowing through the galaxy.
A breeze of death, treason, lies and lack of understanding...
It is much more darker outside like never bevor.
A particular incident rocked my universe.
The renunciation of a confederate.
A confederate tarred with the same brush, who knows terms like courage, honour and glory.
A confederate, who spilled blood with us, and fought big battle at our side.
A confederate who accepted my like I am without any prejudices, no matter where I came from.
Now he turned one´s back on me.
me, the Engineer [RoA]...
I, "the Engineer", a Ronin aus Amarak, a relict of the good old time, I don´t like traitor !
Like I said, time has changed. Many clans are fighting with the same problems, even the head hunters and the trading guilds.
The young and wild ones are diffenent than we old stager. Do we have a generation problem? Or an identity problem?
My confederate says, we Ronins are not the same anymore. But what about himself? Is he still the same?
Perhaps he is fighting with the same problems, is undercutted by young wild ones,
terms like courage, honour and glory means nothing to them.
They do not know,
how many legend battles we fought,
how many defeats we survived,
how many feast we had together.
Is it all forgotten ?
For me they were my brothers, more important than my family.
Seems to be one-sided opinion. But opinions are changing.
Confirmed of the cant of our victims and haters, our ways are different now.
It´s over.
I am trying to look for new options a due to this new situation, but it doesn´t work. I am very sad.
I think I have to drown my pain into a lake of rum and so I am choosing the way to my favourite pub in the Griggs Hub.
Just arrived, I am meeting a good old friend. In front of the pub, there is a cup board box and an old dogs lives there.
since years he is here and by the way, today he is looking terrible. His good times are fare away in the past.
When I see him, I always have a kind of pity for him, a feeling, I can´t have for the man kind.
I am giving him something to eat, like always. This time, I will give him my comlete bacon sandwich.
What a pragmatic idea, so I have more space for rum im my stomach.
And I am walking in to start drinking and suffering.
..
.
I think I lost my feeling for the time..I am feeling more terrible like the days bevor.
How long am I here? 4 or 5 days? Is it important ? ....
I was not able to clear the situation in my head, the taste of treason is in my mouth.
I lost my faith in friendship and brotherliness.
So I am leaving the pub, my ship is waiting, the search for Chromium is still unsufficient.
But on the way to my ship, a bad surprise stopped my plans.
Four head hunter are waiting for me behing the pubs.
Ok. Nice idea. I like brawls when I am drunken and so I decided to place the first hit.
Head hunter no.1 is knocked out very fast, but I made a mistake.
I didn´t see the guy no.3 and he hit me with a big iron pipe into the face.
The effect was like estimated, fighting with with awareness, I was going down.
My eyebrow has a big cut, I can´t see anything.
Now I know, that I am in big trouble. Its over now.
But as always, life has some special plans for pirates like me.
To seem to appear from nothing, a new confederate is coming to help me in my times of need.
During I was fighting with my unconciousness and with the blood in my eye,
I am recogning that my attackers have to face a new problem.
The old dog is joining the fight and not even knife stitches couldn´t stop him on his mission.
With bloody injuries, my attackers are abandoning the battle field.
What un unexpected way of change.
Now, I am sitting here in the dirt.
The dog is sitting next to me, looking into my eyes, faithful...
Its back now. The faith in friendship and brotherliness.
A new confederate appeared, who is standing by me, even in bad times.
Isn´t that, what we are looking for?
I am stroking his head, several times and I am saying to him;
"Right now and right here is the beginning of a new journey, for us both, buddy!"
we left Griggs Hub together at 10:06 PM....
The Engineer [RoA]
Ronin of Amarak