Godefroys maps are the best of their kind!

[Godefroy]

Dear Lords and Ladies,

to my own and special pleasure today I'm about to present you the first completed piece of work from my cartographers and artists.

A complete map of Old-Tamar and absolute eyecandy. All geographical details includet.

Because of the fact, that a outline map is a big strategic advatange, which has to be payd for, I also sell maps of single islands. High quality oil paintings. And a real bargain.

I sell maps of:
- single islands at a price of 300.000 GP
- grous of islands á 3 at a price of 750.000 GP
- all the jumper islands together for only 1.500.000 GP

or:
A complete bundle of a small and handy outline map and maps of all 18 islands in full size at a complete price of 3.000.000 GP

Send your inquiries please to my well known address: Godefroy@gmx.li

As a small appetitzer you can have a look at the maps of Para and Noia completely for free. (ca. 400k)

All maps and the outline map are of the same style. All islands are labeled and geographically complete. There are no borders or units mapped. Towns and cities found while discovering the islands are mentioned as villages.

Of course all prices are negotiable. Payment by installments possible.
On request special designs with current borders and lacations are also possible. For a special price of course.

I hope for your interest.

Yours faithfully,
Godefroy the embalmed


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[Garibaldi]

Godefroy the embalmed

Are you sure? Traditionally, the embalmed all have one thing in common: they're dead!

[Godefroy]

On 2003-09-05 02:07, Garibaldi wrote:

Are you sure? Traditionally, the embalmed all have one thing in common: they're dead!

Well, that’s perfectly correct. That’s the traditional meaning, but you ought to know, that we talk about my nickname, which I'm very proud of. I'm not really embalmed. Not any more.

To make a long story shot: Before I came to Tamar I was a mercenary and fought in about two dozen wars on many different sites and surely I got wounded several times.
Once we, a small group of only 16 guys, were assaulting a supply unit without order, simply to get some food. Have been very hard times these days. But this supply unit was much better guarded than the others were. Most of us got killed. I had luck, I broke trough the ground beside one of these wired shaped hills and fell into a very old tomb or grave or something. But after hitting the ground very hard I managed to stand up and have a look around. I was alone in one of these old, disgustingly dirty and very dark vaults. And I was wounded. I had a deep cut above my right kidney. So I used the bandages of a mummy and some balm stored in a vase beside the coffin to see to my wounds. I don’t know exactly how long I was down there before I found a way out. It felt like ages, because I was still starving and not willing to eat my own leg, or one of these mummies. So finally two scouts from my side found me lying in a field, not far from a dark hole in the ground. After they carried me back with all the old and rotten bandages wrapped around my chest and stomach and horribly stinking from this old greasy balm I was only named the Embalmed. Now I’m here on Tamar for two hundred years, but still not dead.

Kind regards,
Godefroy the Embalmed