NationStates Jolt Archive

Lines of naval sailors are saluting. King Chukiov walks through, and salutes the Hogsweatian Flag, waving patrioticly in the breeze. He turns, and makes a speech, which is broadcast on TV.

The anthem is playing silently in the background.

"Today, we have gathered total losses of approximately fourty eight ships of the Merchant Navy, that have been lost at sea due to freak storms and bad conditions. These valiant sailors braved the seas, calm or stormy, constantly, to bring you food and luxuries, that we today take for granted. But these brave men and women of the Royal Merchant Navy, died, attempting to continue their trade routes. A minute of silence now."

The whole nation, or everbody that had heard that message, stopped their business and thought, for one minute, of all the dead... the dead that died for their luxuries and provisions... the dead that died at sea.

The ambassader was present at the minutes silence, he had been in Hogsweat now for 20years, and he felt that it was nearly his homeland. He now felt the pain comming into his chest, he wasnt a man for war and death, that was the reason he had joined the diplomatic ranks. He had even more reason to be sorry through, these freak storms had also killed his daughter half a year ago, and tthis memory was still great in his mind.

Sorry for the short post it's 4am and I am tired.

The Hattian ambassador stood as he watched the speech on TV. He was silent for the minute.

OOC: If you need help with merchent shiping just post, i would do this part IC but i dont have time, see yah laters!

A drum beat slowly, as sailors in formal dark blue carried several coffins off a plane, each draped with a Hogsweatian Flag. A fife played mournfully as the drums tolled. A marine honour guard, swords and bayonets flashing in the sun, stood at attention near the band as the fifteen coffins came off the C-5 Galaxy transport.
Captain Ertmann, gold crowns, leopards and anchors gleaming on his dark uniform, carried behind them the logbook and a box containing the GPS recording system of the sunken merchantman that had been thrown onto dangerous rocks during a storm in the Antarctic Passage south of Lavenrunz.