Honneur, Loyauté, et Trahison

[RNS-Paris]

New London system, Paris, April 1st, 819 A.S.

Several months have passed and no word from the Bretonian Admirality. I am beginning to think... that defecting was a bad idea. Idleness angers the crew. Jacques himself tells me that some of the men want action... These... Bretonian crew members are no different than the our own... Drills... drills... drills... The men want action.

Luckily for Jacques, he spotted a Gallic fleet preparing to jump to Leeds... we immediately headed for battle. Against the orders of Admiral Davis, I put it upon myself to assist the Bretonians...

As we neared the battlefield, some of the Gallic Capitaines asked for my help... it seems that they were unaware of the Paris' status. We waited for the right time to strike... At some point, I ordered Jacques to open fire on the nearest Gallic ship. It seemed that the Capitaine was shock to see me firing on an ally.

He was able to escape from the range of our guns, but then two renegade ships opened fire on me. We were able to escape but the damage was extensive on our ship...

Atleast... we were able to prove our worth...

Que le ciel nous sourire

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