-De quibus fecit cælum-

The mighty port city on the empires coast had always been an jewel in the crown of the immortal empress. The city was a cornucopia of factories and industry where hot white smoke from several huge chimes, the workers working tirelessly with extracting the iron from the depths of the earth it self. Iron was indeed the main metal that the empire extracted, for it was the metal that almost everything was made out of. Wood was a thing for the rich and the priests so most houses where of steel and glass. Around the city there where massive holes in the ground made to extract sand that would burn to just that glass that built the city houses. It was indeed however diffrent here today, for several battalions of Musketeers had arrived together with Blackeye. 

Blackeye was there for a reason a very simple one to boot. Since the enemies of the empire had issued an embargo he planned on seeing how ready their where. His crack-troops would join him on the ironclad vessel of ''Brilliant dawn'' together with some other warship, to protect their merchant fleet that was departing for The Great Spirits waters. Blackeye had dusted off his old Civil war armour, a fine construction that still holed up today. The ships themselves where armed with cannons and some had even been blessed with holy flame-throwers. It was a force, not strong enough to take down an entire military strike but strong enough to fight them off until they could get the fleets back in to safe waters. One of the soldiers came to Blackeye
[I]''We are ready sir''[/I] Blackeye seemd to watch the waves far away
[I]''Sir?''[/I] He turned 
[I]''If these waves be our end, i hope you have said goodbye''[/I] The kinsmen looked rather strangely on Blackeye
[I]''Shall we start the engines?''[/I] Blackeye nodded and soon the boats where roaring out on open sea.

It was going to be day to remember