Rosdivan
10-05-2007, 02:29
Overlooking the city of Tudor
Lord Anthony Tudor shivered in the cold and reflected upon just how different this new colony, in the Haven continental chain, was from the Rosdivani islands. The weather was definitely different. Home was a good deal warmer, that was for certain! The islands had a more Mediterranean climate than this new colony did. Snow, for instance, was exceedingly rare in the islands, but a constant every winter in the new colony, or so he had heard, not yet spending a winter there. That was going to make life interesting for the colonists.
Another difference was that the colony was not an island, instead being not only a continental landmass, but one shared with several other powers. As if to remind him of that point, a pair of Army A-45 Fury theater medium bombers, landbased versions of the Navy’s A7D Fury bombers, swept over the hills, the ground shuddering beneath their feet at their transonic passage. As he watched they continued to sweep down, making a low level pass across the water in front of a passenger liner coming in to dock.
That harbor there, now there was the reason that the Commonwealth had funded this colonial venture. Certainly the very large masses of coal, copper, and manganese, almost unheard of in Rosdivani mining due to their lack of abundance in the islands, were important. But the commercial opportunities afforded by this port, as a shipment point for goods between Rosdivan, Greater Prussia, and the rest of Haven, that was where the real money was at. Not to mention a nice forward base for the Navy in case of hostilities with Havenites. Perhaps that was why the Army and Air Force had both sent large number numbers of men and material to defend the new colony.
Down below, the passenger liner was now docking at the temporary berth. The port seemed to grow while he watched as swarms of workers, both private construction and Navy SeaBees, labored to expand the ports capacity, which was constantly at the breaking point. Millions of Rosdivani citizens had already left the crowded home islands for this land, with its tens of millions of square miles of virgin lands and millions more were expected to come. If the port was going to fulfill its economic purposes and handle the millions of people in Havenite Rosdivan, it would need to expand, and quickly.
Smiling, he began to stride down to the dock. Among the thousands of passengers who were finding new homes was one special passenger, and not just to him. Lady Tudor.
Lord Anthony Tudor shivered in the cold and reflected upon just how different this new colony, in the Haven continental chain, was from the Rosdivani islands. The weather was definitely different. Home was a good deal warmer, that was for certain! The islands had a more Mediterranean climate than this new colony did. Snow, for instance, was exceedingly rare in the islands, but a constant every winter in the new colony, or so he had heard, not yet spending a winter there. That was going to make life interesting for the colonists.
Another difference was that the colony was not an island, instead being not only a continental landmass, but one shared with several other powers. As if to remind him of that point, a pair of Army A-45 Fury theater medium bombers, landbased versions of the Navy’s A7D Fury bombers, swept over the hills, the ground shuddering beneath their feet at their transonic passage. As he watched they continued to sweep down, making a low level pass across the water in front of a passenger liner coming in to dock.
That harbor there, now there was the reason that the Commonwealth had funded this colonial venture. Certainly the very large masses of coal, copper, and manganese, almost unheard of in Rosdivani mining due to their lack of abundance in the islands, were important. But the commercial opportunities afforded by this port, as a shipment point for goods between Rosdivan, Greater Prussia, and the rest of Haven, that was where the real money was at. Not to mention a nice forward base for the Navy in case of hostilities with Havenites. Perhaps that was why the Army and Air Force had both sent large number numbers of men and material to defend the new colony.
Down below, the passenger liner was now docking at the temporary berth. The port seemed to grow while he watched as swarms of workers, both private construction and Navy SeaBees, labored to expand the ports capacity, which was constantly at the breaking point. Millions of Rosdivani citizens had already left the crowded home islands for this land, with its tens of millions of square miles of virgin lands and millions more were expected to come. If the port was going to fulfill its economic purposes and handle the millions of people in Havenite Rosdivan, it would need to expand, and quickly.
Smiling, he began to stride down to the dock. Among the thousands of passengers who were finding new homes was one special passenger, and not just to him. Lady Tudor.