User blog:The Real Vampire Sorceress/Journal Entry 2

May 18,1745

Once again, Jolly Roger has invaded Padres del Fuego. He has done this many times, and whether he wins or loses, nothing changes. He never gets what he came for when he wins, and when he loses, the buildings are set aflame. These battle are growing old. It's always the same thing. He attacks, we fight him back. Casualties are everywhere, yet we somehow end up in jail when we are suppose to be dead.

Jolly Roger has fallen into a very predictable pattern. He never grows stronger, and he never grows weaker. When will he learn? Perhaps he never will.

Why do these senseless battles continue, knowing that there is nothing gained nor lost?

The moon still bares his face as it grins down on the island. The sky is green, it's normal color. He sends his army in waves, each slightly stronger than the last, but the enemies themselves are the same.

These invasions are open books. We know what's going to occur. We know what happens if we win or lose. It would be nice if things went from predictable to unpredictable.