Diary of Baron Tienon
The Diary of Baron Tienon Fletcher, is considered an extremely important record of early English colonial life in southern Faeland (specifically the founding and development of Bouganvilla), being one of the only records of its kind written by an official of government at the periphery of both government and officialdom. Tienon himself had been a privateer in the employ of the Dread Pirate Blair before finding more legitimate employment with the Duke du Puis, his benefactor. Prof. Louis Consalfes describes the diary as "an immensely valuable social document" and "the best published guide we have to life in the region during the rapidly changing 16th century."
- We must schedule all proper rites and observations for tilling the new groves. Which are the northern marches in general but are particularly the Flats of Normandy-Mercedes Estates. Are grown here starting this spring: tomatillo, sweet onion, swiss chard, golden acre cabbage, roma tomatoes, spanish yellow onions, broccoli, wild carrot, spinach, peas. The entire manor is enclosed and some distance yet from the outermost defenses, in common defended by myself and another noble house and a smaller yeoman property enfoeffed to our own landlord. Thus our equals in property if not in class. As it is, they have more land to till and less house to fill. But form what our few excursions into these grounds show us is only that for the most part these lands sit fallow. And that is a gregarious judgment for to some eyes he might well be farming forests. Which suits me rather, to be the prosperous example among the lot.
- Day 1 - 1513 April Ashore and lodge built. Initial siting for town miscalculated. Fields stoney and bedrock below the surface in much larger dimensions than previously estimated. The intial survey for the town therefore far surpasses current needs. In supplies we are well stocked of the following: 3 ships holds of fine building timbers from Cathay. One axe. 2 barrels of gold paint for trade. Several square measures of fine building clay. Fine clean cement. One rod of scrap iron and a few coops of barreling irons. Black pitch as paint. Of food we have little but seeds aplenty and the first great field has already been tilled. As I write, our lodge is built of timbers and faced with a handsome wooden pediment. The Christians among us raised a cross which promptly fell on our hell. They have righted it with some stones some meters downhill from the main building. This pleases me greatly. Although the way uphill to the public temple was treacherous and rocky, we have since installed a seashell and lime ramp to the doors. Few basic tradesmen accompany us. Mostly yeoman colonists and sailors. We have many carpenters, naturally, and a few coopers but no smiths or horsemen yet.
- Day 79 - Blustery weather. Planted first field today. Constructed small warehouse by the river. Preparing materials for an initial wall.