Meeting of Two Unlike Minds :: Dermid Gavin

The following is an account of several excepts and encounters between members of the Highland Confederacy and Captian L. Horatio Hawke of the St. George Squadron of the White.

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Captian L. Horatio Hawke K.C.M.G.
Master of the HMS Relentless
St George Squadron of the White
His Britannic Majesty’s Royal Navy

In May of 1719, there is the threat of a Jacobite invasion of Scotland with the assistance of Spanish forces. The Royal Navy sent five ships under the command of Captain Boyle of HMS Worcester to the area near Eilean Donan castle for reconnaissance. I was fortunate enough to have commanded the HMS Nemesis which was part of the squadron that helped put down that feeble attempt at rebellion. Dare if you will to bring your Jacobite cause to the Burning Sea and follow in the failed footsteps of the ‘Old Pretender’… The White Squadron will send you packing back to your Catholic Masters in Rome at best and at worst strech your neck from His Majesty’s Royal yardarm… However, I think it would be a waste of good rope.

For King & Country!

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Hamish McBane, Proprietor – General
The Highland Confederacy

Sir, I care not a whit for the pope and his ilk, but for the freedom English dogs would deny us by taking power from our country and seating it in their own. You may have bribed and cajouled the weak minded men of my country, but you sir will not dominate us. The Treaty of Union has stolen our soverienty and threatens to steal our national identity for which we will not stand. Scotland has ever stood against English villainy, since Edward the first and before. You have bought us and paid for us it would seem, but some of Scotland’s sons and daughters will not be bought and paid for! I care not a whit either for failed and weak Kings, for they fail to show the strength of our people. Though some may follow them, we seek the higher calling to freedom. We will find the freedom we seek and be like stinging nettles in your skin. The Jacobite cause is one of freedom and in the end it will succeed, for good and God will triumph over evil.

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Dermid Gavin, Proprietor – Merchant
The Highland Confederacy


Aye. Not a day’s sun will set without a vision of seeing a British ship fall. It is not a treat of union but rather one of oppression. The few that do argue something else are nothing that I call kin. The British left us to rot in New Caledonia when I was not more than a child and now I take to seas to set right against their wrongs.

Bring your fleets and your guns and your ill will and I will see them layed along side the buried depths of Port Royal!

Hail the Highland Confederacy!

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Captian L. Horatio Hawke K.C.M.G.

Pfft… the Highland Confederacy… Rebel rousing scum. Worse than any scallywag pirate. Indeed the noose would be too good for the lot of you. Your words are as hollow as your pathetic goals. The only vision you traitors will see are His Majety’s loyal servants pounding you to the black depths under the weight of full broadsides.

Strength in Unity!

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Dermid Gavin, Proprietor – Merchant

*Dermid raises his nose from his large tin stein*

Aye! Often the difference between right and wrong depends only on the side of the table you sit at. It might be harsh but I’ve seen it many times myself.

We come from many lands and many places. Our bond’s not a singular event but a willingness to escape the harshness of our homes for the right to make our own good fortune. Without friends to watch your back, these lands are unliveable. We represent merchants and privateers willing to trade goods at fair price and seek that chance here in this new world.

We fly under 5 flags today, and I’d bet this tin that that number grows. If that strikes you as unjust, then *politely tips hat* good day.

*Dermid returns his attention to his stein and proceeds onward towards the bottom of yet another leaky tin while visions of his banner float through his head.*

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Captian L. Horatio Hawke K.C.M.G.

…Any Captain who joins ranks with these rebels will find themselves branded traitors to the Crown and executed under the traditional methods of those charged with sedition.

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Dermid Gavin, Proprietor – Merchant

*laughs under his breath and thinks to himself about the comments reportedly made by Horatio Hawke*

It is not as if I shall walk around with target upon my back for you to simply strike upon. If the English believe this to be a fight fought upon level ground and open seas, then they are even more foolish and arrogant than what I know as truth.

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Captian L. Horatio Hawke K.C.M.G.

The sad truth is we put nothing past anyone who would abandon their own lands only to warm the feet and lick the boots of enemies of the Crown.

“What enables the wise sovereign and the good general to strike and conquer, and achieve things beyond the reach of ordinary men, is foreknowledge. Now this foreknowledge cannot be elicited from spirits; it cannot be obtained from experience, nor by any deductive calculation.”

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Dermid Gavin, Proprietor – Merchant

Oh how brave and mighty those filled to the brim with ignorance can sound.

“Abandon their own lands?!?” Abandon…. ha! I was thrown upon “The Endeavor” at no more than the age of 4 as my mother and father fought for our countries hope and survival. If helping to sail to the new world for Darien is what you deem to be abandonment then you are, perhaps, even worse than I would have imagined.

So yes, my father and my family left Scotland in hopes for a better life. From all accounts, life at home was nearly unlivable and there was little support from your “crown” so there was little else but to fight for own survival. My father did what any honorable man would do. Fight for his country, not so unlike yourself Captain Hawke.

But that is not my anger for the crown, no it goes deeper and I have seen it first hand. I will never forget the look upon my mother’s face when father returned home after pleading repeatedly with your governors as we Scots were left to die here in this new land. Did the crown offer support then? Simple supplies or medicine for the sick and dying? Of course they did not! It was only after we died and failed for your benefit; when our parliament was moved to your land; when our land taken that you offered your “generosity”.

If I am undecent for choosing to stand rather than to fall in line with those who I have watched let innocents die, then all that is good will soon fail.

*With that, rather than ending with an angry outburst of energy, Dermid seems saddened and depressed by having to recount the early days of his life. Head hanging low, he simply turns and walks into the crowded streets and disappears.*

OOC:

I’m excited for the unique angle that Pirates of the Burning Sea is bringing to this community. I think there is great opportunity for very real and reasonable alliances and enemies between various guilds making the community that much stronger and closer. Certainly, if you are interested in playing a British captain, please check out the St. George Squadron of the White. We have a great relationship building between the two guilds and I look forward to continuing this type of fun RP relationship for a good long time!