Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Rags to Riches or was it....Rubies?

Life as an explorer has been interesting this past year. The expedition crew was based around the concept of balance. Arline, Janice, Regine and I were all the pillars of equality that kept this establishment running smoothly.
Our first month began with small outings which brought us into contact with the native peoples in the surrounding areas. The natives were friendly and happily showed us around the land. One of the findings during these explorations was a sacred nesting ground for the double striped gazelle. There, something unimaginable was discovered: ruby reserves. Arline was following one of the natives and happened to sit on a large, dusty rock while taking a break from resource hunting. As she sat, she talked and gazed at the rock beneath her, which seemed to sparkle in the midday sun. After having a closer look, the rock was indeed sparkling, and so was the ground beneath her. That was the day we found the rubies. That was also the day we found out the natives did not appreciate our attempts to bring back the pieces of soon to be jewels. However, we refused to pass up the jewels and the natives allowed us to claim some jewels for our own satisfaction that month. That month also brought good weather and increasingly good relations between ourselves and the natives.
                The same could be said for the next few months that followed. That is until we pressed the natives a bit too far for more rubies to send back to our kingdom. There was an unexpected disagreement after Arline sent me to collect the rubies for the week from the sacred ground. The natives were concerned that we were going to harm the land and insisted that we “replant those no good tomatoes” before the land took out her wrath on the innocent. I was given orders, so I could not turn around and head back to the camp until they were completely carried out. The natives retaliated with refusing to give us our share of months. When I returned with the rubies that night, Regine sat me down and insisted that I immediately stop aggravating the only help we had out here in the middle of nowhere. Weather conditions were tolerable the few months following this incident.
                Regine was becoming increasingly concerned about our relations with the natives and insisted that we ease up our demands for rubies. Janice was on the fence. Yes, the natives had desires, but we also had expectations to meet. We had only been in this new land for six months and had already become the most successful expedition to be sent out by our country. Surely we had to be doing something right. We went about two months without insisting on retrieving rubies from the sacred lands to appease Regine. She seemed convinced that the natives were going to attack us if we continued to demand resources outside of the original agreement we had with them. The only issues we seemed to have had those two months though was the weather.
Unbeknownst to Regine and Janice, the regulation of resources was no longer controlled by us during the last quarter of our expedition. After seeing how successful we had become, King Jameson sent a letter to Arline and me putting us in charge of reporting to his guard and making sure there was a steady income of jewels as long as our expedition was in effect. This led us to push the natives to give us as many resources as we could get the last four months of our stay. The natives retaliated with violence, but the idea of the welcome we all would receive back home clouded any thoughts of remorse as we insisted the natives give us the amounts of rubies we requested. By the end of our 12 month expedition, we left that strange land with 4 times as many riches as we had preceding our trip and optimal relationships with the natives with our departure.

 I am happy to say this was quite the successful quest.

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