Story Three: The Golden Isles
A long time ago, in the Principality of Catalonia, there lived a man named Carlos Ramirez. Ramirez was an artisan – somebody who handmade high-value goods. Catalonia was a marginally industrialized nation, with five factories to its name, yet there were not enough people to man the factories so the majority of skilled workers worked as master artisans. His standard of life was satisfactory – he could buy everything he needed to live and sometimes could even buy luxury goods made by other members of the Artisan’s Guild.
Whilst speaking to a customer who commissioned a clipper convoy, he was told of a land in the Far East that’s awash with gold. Enchanted with this story, he set about learning everything he could. As one of the 28% of the population who could read, he was able to visit the library of the University of Perpignan and read of the lands in the East. After seven years of research, he was able to deduce that the customer spoke of the Sultanate of Johor, near the Indian Ocean.
Knowledge was not enough for Ramirez. He needed some of the gold for himself. He visited the Grand Prince of Catalonia, Ignasi I to ask for a Royal Charter to claim the lands in the name of the Royal Family. Ignasi, whose country was making very small amounts of money approved:
“I will commission you with a small fleet, and with an army of 6,000 men. If you can establish a protectorate over these lands, you and your line will forever be known as the Earl of the Malay Peoples. Should you fail and have the audacity to return to this land, I will have your head removed from your shoulders and awarded to the Sultan himself.”
With the Prince’s words in his ears, he bid farewell to his wife and set sail for the East. Upon arriving, he sent a messenger to the Palace of the Sultan. Within days, the Principality was at war with Johor. Johor had good relations with their neighbor, Atjeh, who came to their aid in the war. Fortunately for Ramirez, Atjeh’s military might did not rival his, and Atjeh was annexed to Catalonia, whilst Johor gave up their gold mines in the north of the country.
Through the war, the fleet granted by the Prince sustained casualties until only one clipper convoy remained. This clipper was sent with a small crew back to the Principality to spread the news of victory to the Prince.
The Prince was euphoric. For the first time in history, waters that were not the Mediterranean lapped the shores of Catalonia.