Rorkia landing

The massive sails of the large ship under the name of Historia shunned upon the small gulf on this small island in the isles. The sound of rowing can be heard as there are rowboats making their way towards the land. A figure stands on the end of one of these rowboats with a large coat over their shoulder with their actual arms crossed together. A large tricorn hat casts shade both to the figure and those behind her. The figure was Roona Lovelock and she was going to bring the great city of Rorke back and that journey starts here.

As the rowboats breached onto the land Roona took a single step forward walking onto the beach. She continued until she was halfway onto the beach where she then snapped her fingers. A scrawny looking boy leapt out of one of the rowboats with a pole and flag where he charged toward Roona. When the boy got to her he with pride in his movements handed Roona the pole. Other members of the rowboats started to leave their small vessels as well admiring the stunning landscape. 

Roona turned to face her crew, her people with the pole in hand. She let her hat fall into the arms of the orphan who caught it with ease. She stared at the ones shes had to voyage with so long, some of these had never sailed before this voyage. But their and her goal were coming true now the bringing back of their city. 

She smirked and slammed the pole into the ground making it point upwards as a gust of wind perfectly unfolded the flag of Rorke. The flag waved with beauty in the wind letting all see it. Roona then spoke calmly for the most part:

"People of Rorke, we have traveled together for what feels and is like months. We have faced trail after trail together on the fine vessel THE HISTORIA. Now you all know me as a captain but i also used to be like you, just with a richer family. But it was never the money that tore me apart from the rest it was my cunning and my quick wit. I feel as though those traits are what all of us have and why we are here today and not another name on a stone wall. Together we are here for together we stood and together we will build from the ashes. Our city was taken away from us our family, our friends our Ring... But we shall begin anew right here on this spot where you stand. The road ahead is just as hard as the road behind but now with a solid foundation. Today is the day we show these LOW LIFE ISLES who and what a Rorkian is, and so i name this settlement RORKIA for it will be the peoples Rorke. If i had any doubt we couldn't do this i wouldn't have even bothered combing the city for you fine folk. Now we build so we may rest where it will be safe for us and whoever wishes to be us. FOR RORKIA FOR ITS PEOPLE"

The crowd was silent having listened through the whole speech until the orphan who was holding Roonas hat who everyone had met and knew as the mute orphan spoke. "FOR RORKIA FOR THE NEW RING" the way he said it was scratchy and not fluid, it wasn't even nice to the ear. But then others joined "FOR RORKIA FOR THE NEW RING" and more until all those who were on the landing were chanting it. Roona looked in shock at the orphan then the whole crew chanted this. She then let loose a chain necklace which in it held a ring. The ring was perfect by all means of the word with shining jewels and of perfect size to what seems like could be anyone. It was clear that they wanted her to be the new ring and all of them were more than happy about it. She slowly slid the ring off the necklace before gently putting it on her left ring finger with other rings on other fingers. The crowd turned from chanting to straight cheering at the sight of this. Roona let loose and single tear before smirking and looking back up.

"Set up a dock and a hut for the church then set up your personal effects, welcome home my people"