I, Governor of New Magincia coming off the success of the very lucrative Tariff decreed by the King himself, met with Governor Khaleesi and my Customs Officer Brendan to discuss orders for Magincia's Finest Golden Honey Rum and a few shiploads of that swill we secretly buy from Trinsic and relabel called Succulent Rum. It was agreed that the very first drums of Golden Honey Rum which are always the best as the Magincia Bees are more vigorous in Spring be included in the negotiations. The Governor of Vesper and I decided terms of delivery and other details but can not agree on the final price and thus the final amount of the new tariff. We decided to discuss the final price over a few pints in the King's Alehouse. Brendan has a previous engagement so we meet Lord Quacklebush there. No doubt they thought a few pints might make me a bit more pliable but I poured my pints into the spittoons when they were singing pirate songs and not paying attention. Her roguish looking Lord Quacklebush can apparently hold his alcohol and after a few whispers in her ear out she comes with a trade embargo of all things! New Magincia needs these new funds desperately to rebuild. The people have suffered for years and want only to have homes and shops like other cities have obviously taken for granted. They can simply charge the Pirates they sell it to for double. They are just pirates after all. I am shocked at their audacity and tell them what I think. The King will not stand for this! I must return to Magincia at once and send a missive to him. The treacherous deed is done. All seafaring routes are blockaded including my Flag Ship which I am just now noticing is not very impressive. I had wondered why they had come for the meeting with so many ships and now I know but I also remember the bit of conversation which might just turn the tides for me. Fortunately all wood tastes the same.