*You Don't Get Very Far Before You All Wake Up...*

Though you sleep for a full eight hours because there are five players none of you get more than ten or nine turns before you all find yourselves waking up.

You, for your part, had three colonists in your first settlement, including your soldier, and a Seasoned Scout out exploring. You still only had a Carival for ships, but you were saving up for a Merchantman. You had traded with the natives, getting a good price on Trade Goods, which was how you afforded to recruit the Seasoned Scout, and the Scout had just looted an isolated native burial mound, gaining a Treasure of 500 Gold without pissing off the natives...

All-in-all things were going well, and you still hadn't encountered any of your lover's factions. Speaking of which, so far only Berylia's English and Ellowyn's Dutch had met, and their interactions were cordial. This might change as they both began to expand...

You groan as you wake up, the dream remaining clear in your mind, though you're not sure why.

Everyone wakes at pretty much the same time, each of you stretching a bit to work out the kinks from unaccustomed sleeping positions, and you get ready to face the day.

^What's on the agenda today Lovers?^ you ask, and they smile at you...

^Well, -^ Ellowyn begins...