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(apologies for intermission, life interrupts, but I will continue)
As a bold young man, you applied for an official request to the consulate of the Trimeterrling Kingdoms. Your request was accepted, but then you were arrested and interrogated by our Surveillance department. However, your brave, if a bit rash move, did not go unnoticed. After applying for service in the region of the Tir-Ohannua peninsula, you were accepted as a Junior naval commander under the command of Admiral Brackens on the hunter-class ship Wrath of Brevoia. These Hunter Class ships are built for speed and are well-armed, specifically designed to hunt down smaller needler ships.
For several months, you sailed across the Azure seas, facing dangerous pirates and successfully blasting them away. You even encountered a single Trimeterrling needler ship and defeated it, making sure to save and treat the crew very well. They only complained about the food, finding it rather atrocious, which was confusing since you ate the same and considered it a proper meal to keep a soldier healthy and strong.
In this distant land, you experienced the joys of being far from home, encountering hot winds, open seas, islands, and female islanders who brought joy to your journey. However, the war escalated, turning into the Great Imperial War. It was at this point that you truly realized the wisdom of joining the navy. Land battles became relentless assaults and encirclements, transforming the once beautiful land into nightmarish landscapes of horror and agony. Corrosive gases melted plants and flesh, fire-geyers incinerated hundreds of men, and kinetical needles ravaged both men and equipment. The Azure sea seemed far better in comparison.
However, amidst the chaos, one interesting event occurred. The once obsolete navy of the Concord of Nations, known as Gobli-Ekke, rose up and completely annihilated the Zarviev fleet in a pitched battle. It was seen as a fluke and an enormous stroke of good luck for Gobli-Ekke, considering their ships were reinforced with mill-iron and still used 3-shot oilpowder.
After four years of relentless fighting, the empires grew exhausted, and the Trimeterrling Kingdoms were defeated. You, on the other hand, managed to reach the rank of Senior Naval commander - just one rank below admiral. This means that you are now able to command a fleet of your own. Given your several visits to the Tir-Ohannua peninsula, you are offered various positions: Port Supply Master, Port Garrison Commander, or the command of the Azure fleet, which includes one thopter-carrier with four needlers. As for the Wrath of Brevoia, your loyal home for almost four years, it is being sent south-west.
Now, the question is, do you choose to take any of the offered posts? You are 30 now.
