Dispatch from Galleon Research – Korean Territory Exploration and Diplomatic Outreach

To: The Honorable Senate of the British Empire

Esteemed Members of the Senate,

I write to you from aboard the Galleon Research, currently navigating the waters off the coast of Korea, under the leadership of Leader Blue. Our journey, albeit delayed due to unforeseen repairs, has been fruitful in establishing initial contact and observing the Korean territories.

Upon our arrival, we encountered an English vessel, signaling the presence of our allies in these waters. Our visit to the city of Kwangju marked our first direct interaction with the Korean people. The city, bustling and sizeable at 21, boasts a robust coastal defense, indicative of their maritime capabilities. Its location on resource-rich grasslands ensures a prosperous shield and food production.

Further observations revealed Musketeers stationed in a fortress strategically positioned between Kwangju and Hamhung. The latter, a city of size 16, shares similar geographical advantages with Kwangju, being situated on fertile plains. To the southeast, rumors of another significant settlement, Wiryesong, reached our ears. Described as a city rich in resources such as buffalo, it mirrors the productive capacity of its neighboring cities.

The land between these urban centers is marked by hills abundant in mines and vineyards, painting a picture of a region thriving on both agriculture and mineral wealth. The surrounding waters, dotted with fishermen and the occasional whale, speak of a maritime culture deeply intertwined with the sea.

Our next step involves initiating dialogue for map sharing between Korean and English nations, a move aimed at fostering greater understanding and potentially opening avenues for collaboration. This diplomatic endeavor aligns with our mission to explore, connect, and establish peaceful relations with nations beyond our immediate sphere.

Following this, the Research will continue its mission towards the northeast, where uncharted territories await. Rumors suggest the existence of an island, possibly untouched by modern civilization, offering a unique opportunity for discovery and potential expansion of the British Empire’s influence.

Rest assured, the Galleon Research remains steadfast in its commitment to the Empire’s diplomatic and exploratory objectives. We will continue to navigate these foreign waters with the utmost diligence and report our findings to the Senate.

Edward Hawthorne,
Captain of the Galleon Research

The Uncharted Waters of Trade: Edward Hawthorne’s Quest for Median

My name is Edward Hawthorne, a merchant of the British Democracy, and my life was a tapestry woven with the threads of trade and negotiation. In the bustling markets of Bristol and the crowded docks of Portsmouth, I had made my livelihood, always with an ear to the ground and an eye on the horizon. The unfolding situation with the Median Empire, a land shrouded in mystery and isolation, had captured not just the attention of diplomats and soldiers, but also of us, the traders and merchants.

I remember the day when the British Democracy first sent its galleons towards Median. The move was a topic of fervent discussion among my peers. For us, every new diplomatic venture spelled opportunity – the chance to open new trade routes, to introduce our goods to foreign markets, and to bring exotic wares back to our shores.

As I walked through the markets, amidst the stalls laden with fabrics, spices, and trinkets, the talk was of Median – a land untouched by our merchants, unexplored and full of potential. The silence from Median, however, cast a shadow over our aspirations. No goods came from its harbors, no traders told tales of its cities. It was as if Median was a mirage, visible yet unreachable.

The establishment of the British embassy on Median’s borders was a glimmer of hope for us. Perhaps this was the first step towards opening the gates of trade. I envisioned my ships laden with British wool and iron, returning with whatever treasures Median hid within its borders – rare spices, perhaps, or intricate artworks.

But trade is not just goods and gold; it’s about understanding, about relationships. The unresponsiveness of Median puzzled us. What did they value? What could we offer that would persuade them to open their doors? The art of trade is as much about diplomacy as it is about commerce.

In the taverns by the docks, where sailors and merchants like myself gathered, theories and rumors about Median were as plentiful as the ale that flowed. Some spoke of vast riches, of a land wealthy yet wary. Others feared the unknown, speaking of strange customs and unbreakable traditions that governed Median.

As weeks turned into months with no progress, our initial excitement gave way to frustration, and then to a resigned patience. Trade, I had learned through my years of haggling and bartering, was often a waiting game. Yet, the wait for Median was longer and more uncertain than any I had encountered.

I often stood at the harbor, looking out at the sea, wondering about the people of Median. What lives did they lead? What stories could they tell? And more importantly, what future could be forged between our nations?

For now, those questions remained unanswered, lost in the same shroud that enveloped the enigmatic land of Median. But I, Edward Hawthorne, remained hopeful. For every closed door, there was a key, and perhaps, with time, the key to Median would be found, not just by diplomats and soldiers, but by merchants like myself, seeking to weave a new thread in the tapestry of our interconnected world.