"Well, hear us out first. You are to sign Booty Bay off to the Bloodied Blade Army, along with Hardwrench Hideaway. Of course you will revoke the title of Tradeprince, I think this world has had enough, 'princes' and 'kings' anyhow."
Revilgaz mulled the idea over in his head, of course he'd never accept it, but it was strange that they would ask for the seemingly unimportant Hardwrench Hideaway instead of the industrial powerhouse of Venture City. "No, any other offers for me to reject?"
"Well Mr.Revilgaz, you forget you will be free to keep your greed infested Portside and Venture City. Moving on however, we also call for the execution of Tradeprince Razdunk and his father-"
"Honestly I wouldn't be totally against that, though life imprisonment seems to be more my style."
"You interrupted me, Mister Revilgaz. I do not like being interrupted by lesser creatures." The hooded Goblin brought his rifle down on the Tradeprince's scalp, breaking skin and sending red blood cascading down his face.
"Furthermore. Your father's corpse is to handed over to the Bloodied Blade for the purpose of demonstrations."
The Tradeprince held his wound, managing to stem the flow of blood. "Lesser creature? For a man who preaches equality, you seem to see yourself as a rather elevated being." Grezzik tightened his grip on his rifle. "As for.. my father." His eyes were red with anger, anger built up over a very bad string of events.
"You're not to touch him, and you'd do best not to touch me again either. You and your ilk claim to stand for something. But in reality, you use it, these ideals for control. Men like you seek control through any means possible, totalitarianism or fascism. And as long as good men live, like my father, you will not use speeches of hate to fool a suffering people. There are many things wrong in this land, in the world, but trading rags for shackles is as bad watching the world burn. I know now that there can be no compromise with extremists, with zealots," The Tradeprince raised his voice so the thugs of the group could hear, "So I say this not to the leaders of this bloody uprising, but to the true common man of the world. Do not forget what our fathers died for on the beaches of Kezan during the Troll revolts, prize your freedom, prize your power to seek your own way in the world. I need help, help to move away from both the greed of the power mongering and the control of the power lusting. We can make our lands one of life and liberty, we can make a prospering land, and we'll do it as free men."
The hooded figure threw his hood off. The blight stained face of Gallywix the younger looked at the Tradeprince with disgust and confusion. "You are an idealist Revilgaz.. just like your father, you did not see the war in the north, you did not see what unbridled greed wrought. I did not think you could understand." He rose his rifle to the Tradeprince's temple. "You could never understand."
A shot was heard throughout Stranglethorn forest.
Booty Bay Docks:
1 Fising Boat
Engineering Corps: Demolisher completed, Siege Tower Started
Income: 11 Gold, 10 stone, 50 metal
Costs: -20 Wood, 15 Gold, 5 metal, 10 food
Gold Mines: 1
Metal Mines: 1
1 Fish, 2 lumber, 1 gold (Controlled by Bloodsail)