The year is 1865. You are Daniel Stockton, a veteran of the American Civil War and leader of troops. You've come to Japan looking for work, and with the nation on the brink of war, there is an ever-increasing demand for men such as yourself. Currently you are meeting with the Shogun regarding arms deals.Twitterhttps://twitter.com/ZapQMArchive:http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=BoshinInfo Paste:https://pastebin.com/L50nUu0V
After Beretta, the Shogun, and you talked for a while more, he mentioned that he had contacted Herringold, and would be meeting with him at the castle soon. It wasn’t long before one of the Shogun’s men arrived at the office and announced Herringold’s arrival, prompting all of you to head to a more suitable meeting location. This is what led you to where you are at the moment: the ornate teahouse near the main keep. You sit cross-legged at a low table, next to Nakajima and Beretta, respectively, while the Shogun sits at the head of the table. There is a knock at the door, and Herringold enters, flanked by two samurai. He harries a large case in each hand, gently setting them next to the table as the Shogun stands up to greet him. “Hello,” he says with a respectful bow. “I have heard much about you, Mr. Herringold.” Herringold doesn’t bow, merely nodding. “Can’t say the same for you, your Highness. I can’t say I was expecting you to ask for a meeting with me.” “Fate works in such ways.” The Shogun smiles, gesturing to an empty spot at the table. “Please, have a seat.” Herringold raises an eyebrow, then seats himself slowly, grumbling as he does. “No chairs, huh?” He adjusts his vest, then rests his elbows on the table. “Colonel Stockton.” He greets you. “Mr. Herringold.” You nod at the man. The Shogun clears his throat before speaking. “The Colonel here has told me that you have access to large quantities of surplus arms. Is this true?” Herringold nods. “True as the sky is blue, sir.” “… Right.” The Shogun frowns ever so slightly. “And would you be willing to enter negotiations regarding the sale of such arms today?” Herringold grins. “I’m always open to making some money, your Highness.” He pats one of the cases he brought in. “I have some examples of my most common stock here, if you’d like to look them over.” The Shogun leans forward, peering at the case. “I assume they are unloaded?”
Herringold chuckles. “Of course. Please, take a gander.” He opens the cases, which contain two rifles each. “This one,” he points to the first case. “Has an 1860 Springfield and a Spencer Carbine.” The M1860 is a gun you’re intimately familiar with, you carried one for almost a full year in combat before buying a Henry. You know for a fact that the Springfield Armory built hundreds of thousands of them, so they’re by no means in short supply. The Spencer, on the other hand, is a gun you’re far less familiar with. You know that they’re repeaters, similar to your Henry in many ways. From what you’ve heard, they’re far more reliable and sturdy. He then points to the next one. “And these are the Model 1816 and Sharps Rifle.” The Model 1816 is a flintlock, and judging by the hastily-cleaned pitting on the barrel of this example, you imagine most of them aren’t in great shape. The Sharps Rifle is a weapon you’ve never handled, but seen plenty of. Several men in your old unit owned them, and unlike a repeater, the Sharps had power comparable to a rifle-musket. They’re single-shot breechloaders. Herringold leans back, crossing his arms. “Which ones strike your fancy?” The Shogun raises an eyebrow. “These all look to be fine weapons, but I am no expert in American arms.” He looks to you. “Colonel Stockton, your thoughts?” >”I would recommend the Springfield M1860, if you’re looking to arm a lot of men.” >”The Sharps would be similar in function to the Needle Guns my men already have. Re-training them for one or the other would take very little time.”>”The Model 1816 is bound to be the easiest to support, logistically.” >”The Spencer is a repeater, which would be good for overwhelming an enemy with sustained fire.” >”I noticed you didn’t list any prices, Mr. Herringold.”>”Mr. Herringold, what finer details can you tell me about each gun?”>Write-in.
>>3011044>”I noticed you didn’t list any prices, Mr. Herringold.”
>>3011044>Finer details of guns>Price
>>3011075>ID has XD
>>3011044>>”I noticed you didn’t list any prices, Mr. Herringold.”
You look to Herringold. “Well, the first thing I’d like to mention is that you didn’t list any prices. Why is that?” Herringold chuckles. “Clearly you’ve never bought large quantities of arms, Colonel.” He leans forward, continuing. “You see, the reason I’m not listing prices is because such a thing is highly flexible. I like to think of these deals as more of a negotiation than a set-in-stone transaction.” The Shogun speaks next. “So you wish to haggle.” He frowns, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. “Tell me, which weapons would be worth the most, generally speaking?” Herringold points to the case with the Spencer and Springfield. “The Spencers would be the most costly. Their numbers are limited, and they are somewhat labor-intensive to make, so they naturally cost more than a rifle-musket or breechloader.” He shrugs. “That being said, I can lower the per-unit prices if a large enough quantity are produced.” You speak next. “And what is the per-unit price of each?” Herringold frowns, looking back to the arms in question. “Well, since the Springfield rifle-muskets are common surplus, they’ll run around ten or eleven dollars apiece.” You raise an eyebrow, that seems like quite a discount. “And of course, the Model 1816s are all obsolete, so you could get them for as low as five dollars or less.” He rubs his chin thoughtfully. “The Sharps carbines and rifles are relatively more expensive, on account of their breech-loading action. A rifle could run you anywhere from fifteen to twenty-five dollars, and the carbines are somewhat rare, so they’ll cost you upwards of thirty per-unit.” “And the Spencers?” You frown, expecting the worst. Herringold shrugs. “The Spencers are even more mechanically complex than the Sharps Rifles, so they run a higher price, especially since my supplies of them are all in like-new shape. You’d be looking at anywhere from thirty to forty dollars per unit.” The Shogun nods slowly. “I see.” He then looks to you. “Colonel, if price were a secondary or tertiary concern, which of these would you recommend?” >”I’d need to test each one of them out myself. Would that be possible, Mr. Herringold?” >”The Springfield M1861. There are loads of them available so you’d have no trouble arming an army.” >”The M1816. They’re simple to use, and easy to maintain.”>”The Spencer. Having an army of repeating riflemen would give you a significant advantage over any enemy.” >”The Sharps. They’re the most similar to the Needle Gun, so troops could be trained to use either.” >Write-in.
>>3011044>>”I noticed you didn’t list any prices, Mr. HerringoldQm I’m glad you managed to use my info but some minor questions. Btw almost done working on artillery will post once I get back home from workAre the Springfield Model 1816 still flint locks or percussion caps? Iirc they cannot be converted to rifling due to their condition and thin barrels.Also are the Spencer’s the 1860 model or the 1865?
>>3011249>”The Spencer. Having an army of repeating riflemen would give you a significant advantage over any enemy.”And>”The Sharps. They’re the most similar to the Needle Gun, so troops could be trained to use either.” Maybe for different purposes?
>>3011251>Are the Springfield Model 1816 still flint locks or percussion caps? Iirc they cannot be converted to rifling due to their condition and thin barrels.The one he brought you is a flintlock, though he almost certainly has percussion ones in-stock. >Also are the Spencer’s the 1860 model or the 1865?The one he brought is a Model 1860, though he likely has some 1865s as well.
>>3011249Well this is a difficult decisions but I'm going to recommend the Spencer's for one simple reason. If we get the cheaper out of date or surplus rifles then eventually we are going to have to go back and re modernize all over again later down the road. Do it once and do it right, it's better than trying to play catch up again and in the long run it'll probably be cheaper.
>>3011249Write-in, if you are looking for a decent army and fast, I would recommend the Model 1860 Springfield for line infantry and general constricts due to their decent accuracy and supplies.I would also mention the Model 1816, are smoothbore and not in the best condition, but will make a decent training arm for drills, bayonet formations, and aiming in line with worry of breaking precious equipment.Sharps and Spencer’s are speciality guns in my opinion and should be used for elite and speciality formastion like riflemen or cavalry due to their accuracy and rate of fire specifically. And would only require a few so to a specific niche and elite unit like I was back in my war.Okay basic summary on reasoning. Though logistics may be tough.
>>3011249"If the Spencers cost was immediately upfront I would recommend it in a heartbeat, you have to pay and account for the cartridge ammunition as the arms themselves."
>>3011249>Springfield 1861>Sharps>SpencersEach has it purpose. Getting lots of guns to lots of men the Springfield don't forget about our Gun Smith.Sharps for more of the army we just made.Spencers for that rapid fire elite troops when you need a edge.
>>3011261Training them will be tough. Remember it they are using black powder weapons. Accuracy means shit during mass volleys.Better teach regulars the rifled musket, and have marksman and Calvary use the spencer and sharps.Also remember AMMUNITION trains means we need to be careful on ammunition spent since japans roads and mountainous areas will be difficult to carry a lot of ammunition and spare parts
>>3011276The thing is, it’s cheaper down the line to remodernize then buying the expensive gun. And it’s also difficult to maintain and get supplies.We need something simple for the troops
>>3011281ALso true, at the time it’s a known fact that ammunition was a important factor thus the focus on single shot rifles and arms to keep track and not have the common soldier blow his load so to speak
>>3011300I fail to comprehend how it can be cheaper to pay good money for something already obsolete and then have to pay good money again to get something that isn't, but other than that you make good sense and I'll change my vote and throw it behind your way of thinking.
>>3011318It’s mainly that the spencer rifle is a rifle that will require more training then what’s needed for stanard infantry.As I mention to you before, single shots for infantry was best and considering the terrain of japan. Redeploying spare and parts for a good then will be difficult.Not to mention fouling and over spending the ammunition.As I said it might be good for speciality troops or cavalry who will have better training and require less of them. But not as the standards infantry weapon
>>3011318Not mention decent repeaters don’t come until like the mid 1870s to early 1880s,While the spencer was used by the cavalry of the us military, they preferred the single shot trap door which replaced it around the mid 70s
You lean forward, gesturing to the cases. “If you were looking to arm a large force, sir, I would go for the M1861. They’re already common, and anyone can be taught to use them effectively. They’re arguably the best line-infantry weapon in the world today.” “Interesting,” the Shogun remarks. “Continue.” “Well, the Spencer and Sharps rifles are also quite excellent.” You trail off, thinking of the best way to word your statement. “But logistics could prove problematic, and they’re expensive and complex. I would argue that they’re best suited to small units with a specific purpose beyond fighting in the main battle line, whether that would be light infantry, assault troops, or cavalry.” You rub your chin thoughtfully. “And between the two, the Sharps is probably the better option since it’s a single-shot weapon, you don’t really want soldiers to panic and waste their ammunition, like they might with repeaters.” You are about to say something else when you catch yourself and add an important detail. “Of course, specialized units should be trained to avoid wasting ammunition regardless, so it wouldn’t be a huge issue.” The Shogun nods, gesturing to the last of the weapons presented. “And what of this one?” “The M1816 is a fine example of a flintlock, I suppose… But they’d only be good as training or militia weapons honestly.” You look at Herringold before continuing. “And no offense, Mr. Herringold, but I noticed some pitting on this M1816.” You point to the barrel, where you notice the worst of it. “I assume that if the demonstration model is in this condition, the ones in the armory are likely in worse condition.” You look back to the Shogun. “That could pose a problem if we have to repair a bunch of the guns we just bought.” Beretta chimes in next. “Sir, if I may…” You nod, and he continues. “These flintlocks have rather thin barrel walls. It would not be possible for me to impart rifling to them using a gun drill. I could make a rifled barrel insert, but I would not trust it for use in combat.” You nod. “That’s another issue.” The Shogun also nods, though more slowly, more thoughtfully. He is silent for a good twenty seconds, and you notice that he has been writing down everything you’ve said. “This information is very useful, Colonel. Would you do me the courtesy of allowing myself and Mr. Herringold to speak alone?” “Of course, sir.” You, Nakajima, and Beretta all stand up and exit the teahouse quietly, going outside to wait. The air has warmed up a bit, and almost all of the snow has now melted off the ground. Looking around, you notice several samurai off to the side practicing swordplay using some tatami mats and other objects. The three of you decide to sit down on a bench beside the teahouse.
>>3011249Personally I'd say the Spencers and Sharps for our more elite units, leaning towards Sharps, with the Springfields for bulk of our army.
>”So, Beretta. What was your impression of those guns?” >”Something wrong, Nakajima? You haven’t said much since we arrived at the castle.” >Walk around the castle grounds. >Go over to the tatami mats and practice your swordsmanship. >Write-in.
>>3011371>>”Something wrong, Nakajima? You haven’t said much since we arrived at the castle.”but pull him aside to talk with him, we've been postponing it and it can be related to the visit
>>3011371>Ask both Beretta and Nakajima what they think.
>>3011371>”Something wrong, Nakajima? You haven’t said much since we arrived at the castle.”
>>3011366>>”So, Beretta. What was your impression of those guns?”
well, I guess we could do both, ask their opinion on the guns and then pull the LT aside to ask what's on his mind
>>3011366>>”Something wrong, Nakajima? You haven’t said much since we arrived at the castle.”
>>3011389I don't mind that, I thibk whatever he has to sah he won't do it in front of Beretta so we probably should talk to him in private
>>3011378Ditto>>3011371We should totally produce the first codified gun safety rules
I kind of hope our first fights with the new (inexperienced) army will be against tanegashima troops and old style samuraiJust to see give them more experience and see how wel our army is against the old way of fighting which will be a thing.Inb4 kenshim himura pops up
>>3011458OR Tom cruise
>>3011468well, tommy boy would fight for us, kenshin wouldn't
>>3011470Eh fair enough. Still it will make me laugh to see Tom cruise riding and we have a bunch of sharps riflemen laying as he tries to attack our line infantry
>>3011476we are actually that officer guy that he kills in the movie
>>3011483Hah, we are a rifle men, not Calvary !
“Nakajima, would you walk with me for a moment?” He raises an eyebrow, but doesn’t protest. “Of course, sir.” The two of you get up and you walk away from Beretta, around the teahouse, out of earshot. You grimace, leaning against the wall as you begin. “Is there something wrong, Lieutenant?” Nakajima frowns. “Pardon, sir?” “You’ve been real quiet since this morning, almost like you’ve got something on your mind.” Your top lieutenant looks away, crossing his arms. “I am worried, sir. You are far too casual with the Shogun, and with his sister.” You shrug. “They acted the same way to me. It doesn’t seem like they mind.” Nakajima leans forward, a worried expression on his face. “Sir, people have been killed for far less than being casual with a shogun.” You chuckle. “Nakajima, I really don’t think the Shogun would have me killed for being less than formal with him. He seems to not care much for formalities.” Nakajima practically growls. “Colonel, it is not the Shogun I am worried about. The traditionalists within the administration already feel threatened by your presence. Have you not seen the way some of these samurai look at you?” He points to the several samurai practicing their swordsmanship over by the wall. “They see Western ways as dishonorable, and you are the embodiment of that.” His eyes widen as he takes another step toward you. “Imagine how they feel seeing you act casual to the Shogun, of all people!” “Nakajima…” You put up a hand, trying to calm him down. It is a useless gesture.“Westerners have been killed in Japan before.” He continues, barely controlling his volume. “For all we know, traditionalists from this very castle could have been the ones who attacked us. It would not be hard for them to kill you and blame it on subversives.” He sighs, looking downward, then bowing deeply. “I apologize for my outburst, it is just that…” He trails off. “I do not want you to die, sir.” >”Everybody dies eventually, Lieutenant.” (bleak)>”Well if their last attempt is any indication, they aren’t much of a match for the likes of us.” (confident)>”What would you have me do?” (question)>”They’ll be offended by me regardless since Japan needs to modernize to survive. They can go to Hell if they think I’m going to stop.” (aggressive)>Write-in.
>>3011557>>”What would you have me do?” (question)
>>3011557>”What would you have me do?” (question)
>>3011557>>”What would you have me do?” (question)he knows more of this country than us without a doubt, and apparently, he really cares
>>3011557>>”What would you have me do?” (question)Not to mention if they kill me, monderniszation will take a step back. I’ve seen the weapons they attacked us with. While that may work out in a surprise attack, that will not work against a modernized army. I mean swords and matchlocks! My great grandfather will consider that outdated.
>>3011597In all honestly this is making me want a fight against swords, Spears, and matchlocks vs rifled muskets, rifles and bayonets
>>3011583also, thank him, it's good to know he got our back
>>3011557>It's good to see you worry about me Naka, what would you have me do?Naka a cute
>>3011661This so much
You sigh. “Thank you.” “Sir?” Nakajima returns to full height with a puzzled look on his face. You put a hand on his shoulder, causing him to flinch ever so slightly. “Thanks for worrying about me.” You smile. “What would you do, in my position?” “Well…” He rubs his chin thoughtfully. “I would make a point to not be seen with the Shogun’s sister.” He leans forward. “That especially could cause trouble, rumors spread quickly amongst bored samurai.” “Got it,” you reply. It’s not an alien concept to you. “What else?” “Remain as professional as possible around the Shogun. When his people are nearby, refer to him as ‘Your Highness’ like you would anyone of such stature.” “That seems easy enough. What else?” You raise an eyebrow. “Maintain a commanding presence.” He explains. “Do not act surprised, even when you are. Be as stone-faced as the samurai you encounter.” He grimaces. “And, this is really out of your control for the most part, but try to avoid making yourself too well-known among the samurai and daimyos.” He looks away. “Try to avoid glorifying Western modernity.” You frown. “Well I haven’t exactly tried in the first place.” Nakajima bows again. “I-I understand, sir. That is something I think will be out of your control, but you should still understand that many samurai are intolerant to change.” “That makes sense. A lot of people don’t like change.” You nod. “Anything else?” “Not that I can think of at the moment, sir.” He looks out at the samurai practicing their sword technique. “I suppose my best advice would be to stay alert. Every time you are around a samurai or daimyo, watch them like a hawk.” He shrugs. “Sometimes they will voice their disapproval in ways that you might not catch. Many Japanese are far less… Direct, in their speech. At least when compared to Americans.” >”Thank you for the information.” (return to Beretta)>”You were a samurai. Why are you so open to modernization?” >”Do you suppose the Shogun would side with me if I found proof that his men wanted me dead?” >”So what did you think of the prospective guns in there?” >Write-in.
>>3011750>>”You were a samurai. Why are you so open to modernization?”
>>3011750>>”You were a samurai. Why are you so open to modernization?” >>”So what did you think of the prospective guns in there?”
>>3011750>”You were a samurai. Why are you so open to modernization?”
>>3011750>”You were a samurai. Why are you so open to modernization?”>”So what did you think of the prospective guns in there?”
>>3011750>”You were a samurai. Why are you so open to modernization?” >”So what did you think of the prospective guns in there?”
Finally home, going to start working on american artillery and some left over designs i found during my research.BTW, qm do you want general issue or some rarer piece as well?
>>3011842Probably just general issue. Also, taking a break for dinner, be back in a few.
>>3011750>”You were a samurai. Why are you so open to modernization?” We'll need in character information to understand the samurai because the probability of us arguing with a samurai in the future is high. Even more so if we need to convince them to modernize faster.
“You were a samurai.” You point at Nakajima, raising an eyebrow. “Why aren’t you against modernization?” He chuckles a bit. “Several of the Shinsengumi were sent to San Francisco a while back. I was not among them, but some of them are my friends.” Nakajima leans against the wall, crossing his arms. “They brought back a wealth of Western things. Photographs, books, trinkets, guns, oil lamps, and many things I had never seen before.” “And those things were enough to convince you that Japan needed to be modernized?” You frown a bit. “It was not just the things, sir.” Nakajima shakes his head. “The photographs were what amazed me first. Seeing tall buildings, factories, cobblestone streets… I noticed so many things that Japan could benefit from.” He leans toward you, grinning. “But it was not until I learned to read English that I truly understood how different America was. Those books, which were mostly stored in an empty room at headquarters since nobody could read them, were filled with things that amazed me.” You nod slowly. “So you like American literature?” “I do, sir.” He smiles. “It taught me of the wonders that the West had created.” His expression gets serious, and he looks away. “But it also scared me.” “Why is that?” Nakajima grimaces. “Because I read about what empires like Britain and France do to people they deem ‘uncivilized.’ I knew that if Japan didn’t pull itself up into modernity… We would be dragged into the modern world as slaves. Japan must take charge of her own destiny, or be destroyed.” You grimace as well. “That’s… Certainly a harsh way of looking at it.” Nakajima nods, not making eye contact. “It is. But it is also the truth, yes?”You sigh. “That it is…” Shrugging, you continue. “And you’re right, Japan does need to modernize itself.” Nakajima pushes himself off of the wall, standing up straight. “Shall we return to Mr. Beretta, sir? I would imagine the Shogun’s meeting will be done soon.” You grin, kicking away from the wall as well. “Indeed. Let’s hope he’s gotten us some new guns to work with.”
And that's all for tonight. Thanks for playing! We'll have a session tomorrow at around 5PM Eastern. Until then, feel free to post questions/comments/concerns/etc.
>>3011991Almost done with american artillery, need info on bayonets since we gave reccomendation to the shogun? or wait until he settles on the deal?
Here is a interesting Belgium design that was later bought (and secretly developed post American Civil War) Montigny Mitrailleuse: A refined version of a older prototype Belguim volley gun, it was considered one of the first repeating fire arms. It contained 37 barrels in which can shoot 300 rounds per minute overall.Side note: Apparently Rockets were a thing in which two notable designs were prominent before and during the American Civil War. Congreve rocket: A design that was used by the British Army, in which had a projectile can be screwed onto the base, and came in three categories.Heavy: Loaded with Explosive or Carcass and was designed a 300 pounder. Between five and six feet in length, with a stick length of 25–27 feetMedium – being from 42- to 24-pounders; two to four feet in length, with a stick length of 15–20 feetLight – being from 18- to 6-pounders; 16-25 inches in length, with a stick length of 8–14 feetHale Rocket Mark I: An improvement of the Congeve Rocket that while cannot travel far as the Congreve was more accurate, it came in 24, 12,9, and 3 pounder.AMEIRICAN ARTILLERY Model 1811 Columbiad: A muzzle loading heavy seacoast defense weapon, It came in 7.25”, 8”, 10”. 15”, 20” Inch gun barrel.Model 1819 10-Inch Mortar: A muzzle loading mortar normally used in fortresses and coastal defenses.8” and 10” Siege Model 1841: An updated model of the previous model which served the same purpose.8” and 10” and 13” Siege Model 1862: A heavier larger model then the previous model12 and 24 Pounder Coehorn Mortar M1841: Light Mortars that can be carried and used. Model 1841 6 Pounder Smoothbore cannon: Muzzle loading smoothbore field artillery, used during the Mexican-American War but outdated by the middle of the Civil War. Replaced with the Napolean gun howitzer Model 1841 12 Pounder Smoothbore cannon: Muzzle loading smoothbore field artillery, used during the Mexican-American War , outdated and replaced with the Napoleon Gun-Howitzer Model 1857 12-Pounder Napoleon: Based on the 1853 french design, it was a light field smoothbore cannon, that was able to fire shot, explosive, canister, and grape shot and while obsolescent was a mainstay of the American artillery.14 Pounder James Rifle: A conversion to turn the Model 1841 6 Pounder to a rifled cannon, some what successful but has a short barrel life.Model 1861 10 Pounder Parrott Rifle: a breech loading rifled cannon that was known for its accuracy as well for its shady reputation of bursting. Model 1863 10 Pounder Parrott Rifle: A breech loading rifled field cannon, which had a slight improvement/modification in handling and able to use 3” inch ordinance. Model 1861 20 Pounder Parrot Rifle: A heavy breech loading rifled cannon that was disliked by the military and shady reputation of bursting.Model 1863 20 Pounder Parrot Rifle: Slight improvement/modification in handling.
Model 1861 30 Pounder Parrot Rifle: Heavy Siege breech loading rifled cannon, seemed slightly more reliable than its relatives .Model 1863 30 Pounder Parrot Rifle: Slight improvement/modification in handling. 3” Ordinance gun: A breech loading rifled field cannon that was favored by artillery men due to it being more reliable and lighter than the Parrot Rifle. 12 Pounder Blakely Rifle: A muzzle loading rifled field cannon that was used in small numbers by the confederates in the American Civil war.12 Pounder Whitworth Rifle: A breech loading rifled cannon, was very accurate however was made and sent in few numbers for the Confederacy.6 Pounder Whitworth Rifle: Lighter version of the 12 Pounder variant. 6 and 12 Pounder Wiard Rifle: A muzzle Loading rifled cannon which was made in semi-steel as opposed to wought iron, made in small numbersModel 1841 12 Pounder Howitzer: A Muzzle Loading Howitzer which is effective in short ranges and light, but was considered obsolete and replaced with the Napoleon Gun.Model 1841 24 Pounder Howitzer: A Muzzle Loading Howitzer, heavy and outdated. Model 1845 32 Pounder: A Heavy Muzzle Loading coastal defense and siege howitzer.Model 1841 12 Pounder Mountain Howitzer: A muzzle loading howitzer, which while sort of obsolete was extremely light and was used well in rough terrain.4.5 Ordinance Rifle: A Breech loading rifled canon, which was considered more reliable than the 20 Pounder Parrot Rifle, and 800 pounds lighter than the 30 Pounder Parrot Rifle.Rodman Guns: An improvement of the Model 1811 Columbiad in terms of manufacturing. They came mainly in three variants and were used in coastal defense or fortresses, The Model 1861 8-Inch, The Model 1861 10-Inch, and The 1861 15 inch.FINALLY DONE WITH ARTILLERY ! Let me know if i'm missing anything and I hope this helps.
FUCK! Missed something.Model 1862 Gatling Gun: Original Gatling Gun, uses a hopper style feed system and relies on a special paper cartilage system.Model 1865 Gatling Gun: A slightly improved model in which it allows the use metallic cartilages. Model 1866 Gatling Gun: American adoption of the 1865 model.
>>3012021Feel free to research bayonets if you want. I'm just planning on whatever rifles the Shogun orders shipping with whatever bayonets they were issued with, so it'd mostly be the old-school spike bayonets afaik.
>>3012141We can expect heavier French presence down the road when the frogs send their military mission right?
>>3012522Probably, along with the Germans iirc.Btw what model of sharps did we get shown?And I did bayonets on what was shown to us and what we have. I’ll add more if we ever get more inventory.M1816 Socket Bayonet: Fitted to the M1816 Springfield Musket. Overall Length: 19.25 inches, Blade Length: 16.25 inches.Type I Fencing Bayonet: Fitted to the M1816 Springfield Musket in use for training. Has a milled away edge.M1855 Socket Bayonet: Fitted to the M1855, M1861, M1863, and M1864 Rifled Muskets. Overall Length 21 inches, Blade Length 18 inches.U.S. Contract Socket Bayonet: Fitted to the M1859, M1863 Sharps rifle, and the M1860, 1865 Spencer repeating rifle. Overall Length 21.5 inches, Blade Length 18.5 inches.M1841 Socket Bayonet: Fitted to the M1841 Needle with a overall Length of 21 inches.
>>3012522Very probably. >>3012585>Btw what model of sharps did we get shown?An M1863And we're still on schedule for a session at 5PM Eastern. See you all then.
>>3012619reee, I missed the session yesterday how could you
>>3012619BEsides Germany and maybe conferaye mercenaries, what other countries can we expect?
>>3012658The Brits probably. Maybe the Dutch and Portuguese? Though I don't know how influential the latter two were in the late 19th century
>>3012658 I've planned for Brits, possibly Russians, and the United States. And of course there is always the possibility of any colonial/global power jumping into Japanese affairs if things go a certain way.
You cough, sitting up painfully and looking around. How long were you out for? The remains of a large tree stick out from the ground beside you, smoldering. You feel a great pain in your side, probably from whatever destroyed the tree, a cannonball if you had to guess. Tearing open your ruined shell coat, you feel around for any bleeding on your side. Your hand comes back red, but you can tell it’s just from wood splinters and not shrapnel. You’d be coughing up blood if anything had pierced your side. You grimace, looking around for your weapons. Your prized possession, a brass-framed Henry, lays in pieces next to the tree, along with one of your Colt Dragoons. You feel around for the other one, which should still be in its holster. However, a cursory grasp determines the holster to be empty as well. You lean against the broken tree stump, grabbing your kepi from the ground and putting it on. Standing up uneasily, you decide it would be best to look for the rest of your men, they have to be around here somewhere. It’s strange, you don’t hear the sounds of battle around you anymore. Instead, you hear the cocking of a hammer behind you, to the side. “Don’t move a muscle, Yankee.” You freeze, hands opening wide to show that you are unarmed. “Turn around slowly.” You do exactly that, turning to see a damned Confederate cavalry officer holding your Dragoon. “Lookin’ for this?” He grins as your eyes go to the pistol. There are two other cavalrymen with him, aiming their carbines at you. “Guess this ain’t your day, friend.” ---The sound of a knock at your door awakens you. “Who’s there?” You call out. “Harp, sir.” He cracks the door open. “It’s nearly eight in the morning. Figured you’d want to be up early today.” Ah, yes. Today is the scheduled start of renovations to your camp. It’s been five days since you met with the Shogun, and nothing has really changed in regards to armaments. The Shogun had told you that he made a decision regarding arms purchases, but that you would be briefed when it was necessary for you to know. After that, you Nakajima, and Beretta returned to the base. You still haven’t heard orders from Matsudaira about training either. You haul yourself out of bed, throwing a shirt on and lighting the oil lamp. “Have the building crews arrived yet?” He enters the room. “No sir, but that Englishman in charge of them, Armstrong I think, has. He’s sitting in his stagecoach.” You shrug. “Is coffee ready?” “Already been brewed, sir.” Harp nods in the direction of the mess hall. “Some of the lieutenants have already gotten some.” You throw your uniform on, standing up. A glance out through the window shows frost covering the ground. You grimace, this winter is likely to be quite cold, if late autumn has been any indication.
>>3012670I did Dutch arms. And Spain....is Spain considered a Empire at this point and whether can they stake a claim?I mean they have the Philippines as a jumping off point?
>”Let’s go meet with Armstrong.” >”I’m going to get some coffee and breakfast in the mess hall.” >”Any news from Edo? Deployment orders or anything like that?” >Write-in.
>>3012777>”Let’s go meet with Armstrong.” >”Any news from Edo? Deployment orders or anything like that?”
>>3012775>”Let’s go meet with Armstrong.”>”Any news from Edo? Deployment orders or anything like that?"
>>3012777>”I’m going to get some coffee and breakfast in the mess hall.”
“Any news from Edo?” You raise an eyebrow as you don your cap. “Deployment orders, information about arms deals, important goings on, things like that?” Harp shakes his head. “No sir. Everything’s been pretty quiet in that regard.” You frown. “Alright. Well, let’s go meet Armstrong.” The two of you exit the main building, walking up to the carriage. Armstrong steps out and dons his hat with a smile. “Ah, good day, Colonel.” “And to you as well.” You shake his hand. “Would you like to come inside? Coffee is hot in the mess hall.” “Ah, no thank you, sir.” Armstrong shakes his head. “The builders were supposed to be here by now.” He sighs. “Oh, and the Shogun himself has authorized me to build an addition to your main building.” You raise an eyebrow. “Really? What sort of addition?” “A small workshop.” Armstrong crosses his arms. “It shall connect your main building to the armory, and act as a place for your gunsmith to do his work.” He nods toward your main building. “It should be a quick addition, perhaps a couple days’ extra work.” “Very good.” You nod. “And what about the other renovations?” He points to the land next to the barracks. “Well, I figure the two new barracks can be built next to the original one, that way we can keep the men all in one area.” He gestures to a large area of open ground some distance away, just south of the nearby stream. “And that will be the best place for your obstacle course.” “Very well,” you reply. Armstrong kicks at the dirt. “Now only if those bloody builders would get here on time…” >”I could try to locate them for you. Do you know their route to the base?” >”Well, I’m getting some breakfast.” >”How long do you estimate all of this construction to take?” >”Will this workshop come fully-furnished, or will I have to acquire the tools and equipment?” >Write-in.
>>3012850>>”I could try to locate them for you. Do you know their route to the base?” >>”How long do you estimate all of this construction to take?” >>”Will this workshop come fully-furnished, or will I have to acquire the tools and equipment?”Qm what is Spain doing now? That’s the only major country that I don’t quite have a grasp on yet, and can they influence ?
>>3012856The Spanish Empire is currently in decline, though it still holds several colonies in the Pacific, so theoretically Japan could be of interest to them.
>>3012865Well i did a brief review on their firearms and their frontline stuff right now is the Model 1857/59 a slightly modified enfield musket. So not a big issue.Though the American in me want to pick a fight
>>3012850>”I could try to locate them for you. Do you know their route to the base?”
If we are going to get the builders, can we have a couple of our officers with needle rifles with us?
>>3012850>”Will this workshop come fully-furnished, or will I have to acquire the tools and equipment?” >”I could try to locate them for you. Do you know their route to the base?”
>>3012850>>”I could try to locate them for you. Do you know their route to the base?”
As a Spaniard by this time I believe we would still be choosing a new king after we kicked out Isabel the Second in The Glorious (actual name of the revoluton that kicked her out). Only way Spaniards could get involved in any major way is if she, for a nebolous reason came to visit the Emperor (caution: she is unanimously believed to be the worst royal in the history of Spain) or we somehow decide to look for a noble in Japan (which would be hilarious, but might be too over the top)You could also have Spanish arms dealers or perhaps look into slave buying from the Phillipines. But still, not very recommended.>Though the America in me wants to pick a fight Go sink your boat somewhere else, HearstAnyway, if you have any question about Spain and don´t mind depressing answers, I am available.
>>3012996That's very informative, Anon. Thank you.
“I could try to locate them for you,” you say. “What was their route to the base?” Armstrong rubs his chin thoughtfully. “They were supposed to come in on the main road from Edo. You don’t think they’ve been robbed, do you?” “Perhaps worse,” you reply. Without any further delay, you turn to Harp. “Go get Nakajima and Sato, tell them to meet me out here in full kit.” Harp nods, heading toward the mess hall as you walk toward your office to gather your things. A few minutes later, you’ve gotten everything you’ll need. Your Henry is slung over your back, your Dragoon is on your hip, and your saber is hanging from your belt. The Lieutenants are both waiting for you at the stables when you arrive. “Is there a problem, sir?” Sato is the first to speak. “Possibly,” you reply. “The builders were supposed to be here quite some time ago. I have suspicions that they might’ve run into trouble on the way from Edo.” Nakajima speaks next. “Perhaps the ruffians who attacked us before?” “Possibly.” You mount one of the horses in the stable, and the lieutenants each mount theirs as well. “Are bandits or robbers known to travel that road at all?” Sato nods. “People have been robbed on that road, yes. Though it would be rather strange for them to rob builders.” “Carpentry tools are quite expensive,” Nakajima remarks. “That could be the target of any would-be robbers.” “That’s true.” You nod. “Regardless, we need to move.” You lead the lieutenants out of the compound, down the dirt road toward Edo. It isn’t long before the three of you see something down the road a ways. Three or four wagons are stopped on the side of the road, with various people milling about. You come to a stop, squinting to see if they are the builders or not. “Those wagons have wood and tools on them,” Sato says. “Why are they stopped though?” Nakajima un-slings his rifle, propping it into the crook of his arm. “Perhaps those people standing around are brigands.” He looks to you. “Sir, your orders?” >Ride in aggressively to take them by surprise.>Have the Lieutenants flank the wagon train while you ride up to see what’s going on. >Call out to them from a distance and see how they react.>Fire a warning shot into the air.>Write-in.
>>3013019>Have the Lieutenants flank the wagon train while you ride up to see what’s going on.
>>3013008You are welcome. I believe the Carlists (a reactionary catholic faction which had their own pretender for the throne) would be preparing for the third Carlist war, rying to seat the nephew of the original pretender. Maybe you could have them lookin for support in Japan or among the Confederates.Anyway, keep the good work going.
>>3012996Okay, okay sheesh sorry. (least you had the better rifle at the time)Though I do have a question not nesscary about Spain but about your eternal enemy Portugal.I can find no data on their fire arms history before 1880s. Do you have any idea what they had in the 50s and 60s?
>>3013033Eh, not much I support to be gained in the 1860s Japan.At best is if Spain wanted to improve its declining stature as a Empire by picking a fight in japan.But then they might piss off Russia, Britain, and France
>>3013042Unfortunately, military history is really not my thing, especially hardware. Good job on all the thing you listed though, it should be useful for the quest. Give my colonies back, REEEEEE!
>>3013069Thanks, but Portuguese arms are a total mystery in this time which is weird?Maybe I’m not looking hard enough.Also finders keepers >->
“You two flank the wagons and get into position in case something goes wrong.” You look back at your lieutenants. “I’ll ride up and talk to them.” “Sir?” Nakajima frowns. “What if they attack you?” You are already riding toward them as you reply. “Better be in position then, Lieutenant.” You speed up, moving toward the wagon train as your men fan out and disappear into the woods on both sides of the road. As you arrive at the wagon train, you see that these are clearly not bandits. A dozen or so Japanese men wearing straw hats talk amongst each other, with the ones at the front of the train stopping as you approach. “Hello,” you greet them in Japanese. “I am Colonel Stockton, from the base up the road. Are you the builders that were heading there?” One of the men nods. “Yes sir,” he replies in Japanese. You can tell he’s dumbing his speech down for you. “We were on our way here when…” He gestures to one of the wagons near the middle of the train. As you dismount your horse and walk over, you can see exactly why they stopped. One of the wheels has fallen off of the wagon entirely. “That’s not good,” you say in English. Looking it over, you can see that the wheel hub fell off the axle, it’s a problem you’ve dealt with before when you lived on a farm. At least you think it’s the same deal, this is a Japanese wagon, so there could be something else entirely wrong with it. You call out to the woods. “Lieutenants, come here.” In maybe ten seconds, Sato and Nakajima ride out from different directions, startling a couple of the builders. They ride up to you, dismounting as they get close. “I take it these are not bandits, sir?” Nakajima crouches beside you. “No they aren’t.” You point to the wagon wheel. “Looks like either the wheel hub came loose or the axle broke.” “What shall we do, sir?” Sato frowns deeply. >”I’ve fixed this a million times. Help me out, would you?” >”Let’s go back to the base and get a wheel and axle from our spare carriage parts.” >”Tell them to load the materials from this wagon onto the others evenly. They can handle the extra weight.” >Write-in.
>>3013274>>”I’ve fixed this a million times. Help me out, would you?”We can at least do a patch job till we get to base at least
>>3013274>”I’ve fixed this a million times. Help me out, would you?”
Alright roll me some 1d20s.
Rolled 16 (1d20)>>3013305
Rolled 1 (1d20)>>3013305
Rolled 15 (1d20)>>3013305
>>3013310I fucking knew it!
>>3012777probably at this point the Spaniards in Philippines are still using the French Musket. Most of the arms that are obsolete are pretty much shipped here just to intimidate the local guerilla forces here. Only select individuals and noble families have access to the repeating rifles especially the general and his bodyguards.
“I’ve fixed wagon wheels a million times.” You gesture to the wagon. “Help me out, will you?” “Yes sir.” The lieutenants step up. “Alright, lift the wagon up a little so I can get the wheel back on.” You kneel down and pick up the wheel as they do. You grab the wheel and carefully place it back on the axle, then jam it into place with your shoulder. Once it stops moving inwards, you look around for a wrench to tighten the hub. “Nakajima, ask if they’ve got a wrench for the wheel hub.” Nakajima nods, then speaks briefly with one of the builders. The man walks quickly around to the other side of the wagon and returns with a metal wrench. You take it from him and tighten the wheel on. Stepping back, you yank on the wheel to make sure it’s properly seated. “Alright, let it down. Slowly.” Your lieutenants do as you order, setting the wagon back onto its wheel gently. You wait ten seconds for something to break, and nothing does. Nakajima steps back, crossing his arms. “Is it fixed, sir?” You nod. “I believe so.” “Excellent work, sir.” He then turns to the builders and says something in Japanese. They all bow to you, which you return, then they get back on their wagons. “Shall we escort them to the base and make sure nothing else happens on the way?” Sato stands next to his horse, removing his cap to wipe his brow. >”Let’s ride ahead of them instead. That way we can be there when they arrive.” >”Sure.” >”Actually, let’s use this as an opportunity to practice combat horseback riding. Follow me.” >Write-in.
>>3013378>>”Actually, let’s use this as an opportunity to practice combat horseback riding. Follow me.”
>>3013378>Sure>Talk to Naka on the way back
>>3013378>”Actually, let’s use this as an opportunity to practice combat horseback riding. Follow me.”
“Sure,” you reply. With that, the three of you mount up and begin escorting the wagon train. The air has begun to warm up now, with the sun above the horizon, and the ride quickly becomes a rather pleasant one. It is rather uneventful, with Sato doing the bulk of the talking, mostly to the builders and carpenters. You and Nakajima ride near the front of the wagon train, keeping an eye out for anything unusual. “Sir?” Nakajima speaks up, just loud enough to be heard by you. “May I ask you a question?” You nod, riding a bit closer to him so you can hear him better. “Sure thing. What do you want to know?” “Well, I wanted to know more about your service in the Civil War.” He doesn’t look directly at you, grimacing the entire time. You shrug. “Anything in particular?” “You said that your fiancé had thought you were dead for several months…” He frowns. “And I have heard from Major Harp that the last battle you both fought together in was the Wilderness. Did something happen there?” You sigh. “Aside from what usually happens in a battle? No.” You chuckle mirthlessly before continuing. “It’s just that it was the first time happening to me. I got knocked out by the force of a cannonball exploding near me, I think I mentioned that to you.” You look at Nakajima, who nods slowly. “When I came to, I was separated from my unit. The fighting had moved to a different part of the forest.” “So you were lost?” Nakajima raises an eyebrow. “No,” you continue. “A Confederate patrol stumbled upon me. I was captured by the enemy.” “I do not understand, sir.” He frowns. “Are captive soldiers not usually traded for captives of the other side? I had read that Western armies have treaties for such things.” You shake your head. “Not in my case. I heard that some prisoners were traded, but most weren’t so fortunate.” Nakajima looks at you. “Then what happened? Were you taken to a holding facility?” You nod. “It was called Camp Sumter at first.” Chills run up your spine. “But by the time I got there, in June, it had been renamed to Andersonville Prison. ”
And that's all for tonight. I had planned on more updates tonight, but I have some real-world responsibilities to attend to. As always, questions/comments.comcerns/etc. are welcome. Next session will be Sunday at around the same time as normal. Thanks for playing!
>>3013584nah, i just got back from work. and i did all the research i can cept for portugal. Is there anything you need for research?
>>3013584thanks for running
>>3013584Thanks for running
>>3013586For now I think we're good on research. Thanks for your help, Anon.
>>3013579Christ, you know Andersonville Prison was bad when the first thing it lists is "Conditions" also>Inb4 Infernal Mathematics
Hey guys. I'm gonna have to postpone the session until tomorrow, been busy all afternoon with work-related stuff. Sorry.
“Gentlemen,” you greet your officers as you sit down. “I’m sure you’ve heard an inkling of this already, seeing as rumors travel fast, but we’ve received orders from Edo.” You hold the papers in your hand, which were delivered via courier earlier this morning. “As of tomorrow, you’ll be heading to various towns and villages to train men yourselves.” You hand each man his deployment orders. All of you are meeting in your office, one of the few places totally untouched by renovations over the past week. You have to admit, you’re surprised at the rate these builders do their work. They’ve already finished the armory and workshop, one of the new barracks, and are nearly done with the second one and obstacle course. Sipping your coffee, you continue. “Any questions?” “What of the enlisted men, sir?” Kojima raises an eyebrow. “Your squads will accompany you, and should handle the bulk of drill instruction duties.” You hand him the paper with his deployment orders on it. “Myself, Harp, and Nakajima will stay at this camp along with Nakajima’s squad of enlisted men. We have been ordered to train a batch of 180 recruits being sent from Edo.” “180 men?” Nakajima frowns. “That is quite the jump from the 40 currently here.” You nod. “True enough, but we’ll have 9 drill instructors at our disposal and enough barracks space for 200 men in total.” After handing deployment orders to the last man, you return to your desk. “Each man will be in charge of training 20 recruits. It should be an easy enough task.” “So if each of us trains 180 men…” Subaru begins doing the math aloud. “That should mean a total of 720.” He looks at you. “Quite the amount of soldiers, sir.” “That’s true.” You take a sip of your coffee. “And I’m sure command will send more trainees our way if we show promising results.” “It says here that wagons will take us and our weapons to the training areas elsewhere.” Sato points to a line on the orders. “I assume they will not arrive until tomorrow?” You nod. “That’s correct. The wagons will be sent from Edo Castle tomorrow morning.” “Then we have a free day before deployment?” You nod at Sato’s question. “I see,” he continues. “Do you have any orders, sir?” >”Let’s head into Edo to celebrate!” >”For now just hold down the fort. Relax before your journey.” >Assemble the men outside. We’ll run through drills one more time.” >Write-in.
>>3028678>Assemble the men outside. We’ll run through drills one more time.”
>>3028678>”For now just hold down the fort. Relax before your journey.” It’s winter.
>>3028678>”For now just hold down the fort. Relax before your journey.”
>>3028678>>”For now just hold down the fort. Relax before your journey.”
>>3028678>>3028699Change my vote to this>Assemble the men outside. We’ll run through drills one more time.”
>>3028678>>”For now just hold down the fort. Relax before your journey.”it's time to visit the onsen after everybody went to sleep
>>3028678>Assemble the men outside. We'll run through drills one more time.Time to make sure our men know what they're doing. Don't want the new recruits picking up any bad habits.
Gonna wait ten minutes, then roll a d2 to break the tie.
Rolled 1 (1d2)1 for hold down the fort, 2 for drills.
>>3028866God fucking dammit. Knew my luck for drills was bad
>>3028883Bit too late for that now my friend
can we give the soon to be drill instructors a rousing speech?
“For now, just hold down the fort.” You nod to your officers. “You and your men conserve your strength for the journey ahead.” “Understood, sir.” They salute you. Sato is the first to stand up. “I shall inform my men of their orders.” “Very well,” you reply. “Dismissed.” As the officers file out, Harp, who was standing in the corner, lights his pipe. “So, a hundred and eighty men…” He sits down in front of you, puffing tobacco smoke. “Quite the jump.” You nod. “It is. I can only hope the men are able to train them properly.” “I’m sure they will.” Harp waves your concerns away. “Honestly I’m impressed by their abilities. These Japanese have surpassed my expectations as far as solders go.” “That’s true.” You lean back in your chair, sipping your coffee. “I just worry that they might fall back on old samurai ways without my supervision. Especially the ones under Sato’s command.” Harp shrugs. “That’s always possible. He’ll have only himself to blame if that gets his men in trouble down the line though.” He sighs, puffing some more on his pipe. “Still no word from the Shogun regarding those guns?” You hold up your copy of the deployment orders. “None so far. Best I can tell, he’s keeping it all under wraps until the guns need to be issued.” Harp nods. “That makes sense, I suppose. Better to surprise the men rather than get their hopes up and have it fall through.” You raise an eyebrow. “You mean like when the War Department told us we’d all be getting Spencers, then only twelve arrived at camp?” Harp chuckles, and you quickly join in. “Yes. Along with a hundred rounds of ammunition at most.” He sighs, shaking his head. “So anyway, with the men standing by, do you have any plans for the day?” >”I want to see about getting that bear pelt made into something useful.” >”I think I’ll relax for the day.” >”Those builders seem to be making good progress. Let’s go see Armstrong and get a full assessment.” >”I haven’t been to the tavern in a solid two weeks. Let’s head to Edo.” >Write-in.
>>3028908>>”I think I’ll relax for the day.”
>>3028908>>”I want to see about getting that bear pelt made into something useful.” >>”Those builders seem to be making good progress. Let’s go see Armstrong and get a full assessment.”
>>3028908Backing this >>3028918
“I want to get that bear pelt made into something useful.” You point to the pelt in question, which has been hanging on your wall since it came back from the tanners a couple days ago. Harp chuckles. “Get yourself a bear-skin cape, eh?” He stands up, walking over to get it off the wall. “I estimate any skilled leatherworkers or tailors to be in Yokohama.” Carefully, Harp pulls it down and rolls it up, placing it on his shoulder. “Then I suppose we’re taking a trip to Yokohama.” You glance outside. “I think we should talk to Armstrong too. I want an assessment on the construction.” “Very well.” Harp nods, moving toward the door. “You go do that, I’ll ready the carriage and get the driver.” “Right. See you in a few minutes.” You stand up, throwing your coat on. It’s cold outside, and has been for the last couple weeks, though there hasn’t been snow since that first bit of it earlier in the month. You exit the main building, dodging some men carrying planks as you make your way to Armstrong. The Englishman is supervising the construction of that obstacle course, carrying a cane in the crook of his arm as he directs the men. “Mr. Armstrong.” You greet him as you walk up. “Ah, Colonel.” He tips his hat, a rather fancy, felt stovepipe, at you. “How do you do?” “Well,” you reply. “Looks like things are going smoothly.” Armstrong chuckles, rubbing his gloved hands together to fight the cold. “Quite true, sir. I must admit, these fellows are much more industrious than their Chinese brethren.” He leans toward you. “Those poor sods spend all day smoking opium and laying around.” You shrug. “I wouldn’t know about the Chinese, sir.” Of course, you do know that the British have been the ones shipping opium into China, not that you’d dare to mention it. “Do you have any idea how much longer these renovations shall take?” Armstrong nods. “If this weather holds up, perhaps a week, maybe two. If we get a winter storm, however…” He grimaces. “It could delay us more than I’d like.” >”Very well. I’ll leave you to your supervisory work.” >”Me and one of my subordinates are going to Yokohama. Would you care to accompany us?” >”If you get done with time to spare, would you be open to additional building requests?” >”I’ve heard talk of a British arms dealer residing at the garrison in Yokohama. Do you know anything of him?” >Write-in.
>>3028998>>”If you get done with time to spare, would you be open to additional building requests?” >>”I’ve heard talk of a British arms dealer residing at the garrison in Yokohama. Do you know anything of him?”Info is nice. And I do want to know what he has in stock.I hope for Napoleon smoothbores
>>3028998>”If you get done with time to spare, would you be open to additional building requests?” >”I’ve heard talk of a British arms dealer residing at the garrison in Yokohama. Do you know anything of him?”
Roll me some 1d20s.
Rolled 2 (1d20)>>3029038
Rolled 3 (1d20)>>3029038
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>3029038
Rolled 18 (1d20)>>3029038
Rolled 9 (1d20)>>3029003>>3029038Come on please
>>3029038Was this best out of thee or five?
>>3029052Best of three, I'm afraid. Thankfully this wasn't a combat roll. Also I'm taking a break for dinner. Be back in a bit.
>>3029072Yeah but persuasion roll seems like a good thing to start .Info is good and with more information I can dig into what will be best for our fledging army.Especially considering how are we going to train artillerists if we have no one. Even we don’t know much considering our part in a army beside the function of what artillery should do
“If you get done with time to spare,” you begin. “Do you think you could build extra things here?” Armstrong shakes his head. “This is Aizu land, good sir. I would need the permission of the Domain to build anything else.” You nod. “That makes sense… Oh, and do you visit Yokohama often?” The Englishman nods. “I have been there a few times. Why do you ask?” “Well, I’ve heard rumors of an English arms merchant who lives at the British garrison there. Do you know anything about him?” “An arms merchant?” Armstrong frowns, rubbing his chin. “Though I do not run in those circles, I have heard talk of a nobleman living at the garrison. He’s apparently something of a successful businessman. I would imagine that to be your man, sir.” You nod slowly. “I see. Thank you for the information.” “Of course, Colonel.” Armstrong tips his hat to you again. You turn around, looking over at the stable to see the carriage sitting out front. The horses are ready, and the driver is standing there talking with Harp. You walk over, greeting them as you approach. “Gentlemen.” “Colonel,” Harp nods at you. “Just got the pelt secured in the lockbox, and the horses are fed and ready. Anything else you want to do before we go?” >”Let’s bring one of the officers along with us.” (Who?)>”I’m good. Let’s head out.” >”Do you know anything of the British garrison in Yokohama?”>Write-in.
>>3029246>>”I’m good. Let’s head out.” >>”Do you know anything of the British garrison in Yokohama?”Goddamit. What could we have gotten with decent dice
>>3029246>>”I’m good. Let’s head out.” >”Do you know anything of the British garrison in Yokohama?”
>>3029246>”I’m good. Let’s head out.” >”Do you know anything of the British garrison in Yokohama?”
“I’m good. Let’s head out.” You speak as you climb into the carriage. “Excellent.” Harp climbs in as well, puffing on his pipe the whole time. As the carriage takes off, picking up speed, you speak up. “Do you know anything about the British garrison at Yokohama?” Harp nods solemnly. “They got assigned there after an Englishman or two were killed here in Japan. They’re tough, for limeys.” He chuckles, grinning. “Most of ‘em are veterans of the most recent Opium War. Some are mercenaries on retainer as well.” He grimaces. “And, this is just a rumor, but I heard a company of Royal Marines is with them.” “Marines?” You frown. “Don’t they usually man the guns on ships?” “Not the British ones, apparently.” Harp leans forward. “From what I’ve heard, they’re elite infantry, the best of the best.” You grimace. “That’s a bit odd, elite infantry guarding a garrison on the other side of the globe.” “That’s a notion more than a few people share.” Harp nods. “A lot of the people I’ve talked to in Yokohama seem to think a British military action is on the horizon. Hell, they’ve already shelled Japanese coastal castles.” You raise an eyebrow. “Really?” “Yes, really. Though, so have the French, and even the US Navy.” Harp shrugs. “Still, neither of them have full-on garrisons on Japanese soil. It’s enough to make a man nervous.” “That it is,” you nod. “The British aren’t exactly known to live and let live…” Harp sighs, leaning back. “Either way, there won’t be much we can do about that until it happens. Though, with us being official members of the Aizu military, there’s a good chance we might end up fighting some redcoats at one point.” He sighs again, pulling his hat down over his eyes and crossing his arms. “Anyway, I think I’ll catch some shut-eye. Wake me when we get there…” >Get some shut-eye as well. >Stay awake for the duration of the carriage ride. >Try and see if the driver will let you ride shotgun. >Write-in.
>>3029335>Get some shut-eye as well.
>>3029335>Try and see if the driver will let you ride shotgun.Something about never being too cautious.
>>3029335>>Get some shut-eye as well.
>>3029335>>Stay awake for the duration of the carriage ride.
>>3029335>Stay awake for the duration of the carriage ride.
Rolled 1 (1d2)Gonna break the tie. 1: Sleep2: Stay awake
Back from work.I also found Portuguese weapons. From what I can tell they imported a lot of their arms from Britain. So its Probably Pattern 1842s and 1853s. Though considering they buy it off britain. they can sell to us since they are depending on Britain for arms.
I can imagine the Confederate using the Davis hidden gold to buy a Mercenary force or Portugese or Spanish troops.
You yawn, pulling your cap down over your eyes and kicking your feet up on the empty seat diagonal from you. It’ll be a decently-long ride to Yokohama, so you figure some sleep would be in your best interests. Your sleep is light, however, and you find yourself frequently waking up as the carriage goes over bumps in the road. You eventually manage to fall asleep proper, however, once you get onto smoother roads. ----The pontoon boat rocks in the cold waters of the Rappahannock River. All around you, the men grip their Springfields tightly. Shots from enemy sharpshooters whistle overhead, a constant reminder of your present mission. A man near you vomits over the side, eliciting the same behavior from a couple others. You grimace, looking down to make absolutely sure your rifle is cocked and ready. You feel sick to your stomach, but at the same time you almost feel like you’re watching the world through someone else’s eyes. Artillery from the Union side whistles overhead, impacting the already-burning town of Fredericksburg. “Gentlemen.” Captain Harp speaks from the front of the boat, holding his Remington over his head for emphasis. “It is absolutely critical that we dislodge those damned sharpshooters from the banks of the Rappahannock, so that the rest of our boys may cross over un-molested.” A sharpshooter’s bullet whizzes past the Captain, taking a piece of his slouch hat’s brim off and grazing another man in the boat. The man screams, covering his cheek where the bullet skidded past, but the Captain continues, unaffected. “Let it be known that we did not falter in the face of these traitors!” The boat approaches the shore, and the rate of enemy fire increases. Looking about, you see several other boats, mainly carrying the men of the Michigan and Massachusetts regiments. Several boats are stricken, with most of their occupants dead or dying. Some of the boats have already made it to the shore, and you see men fighting on the sand. The Captain continues as the shore gets closer. “Men, let us not falter now. We shall be remembered as the men who broke the traitors at Fredericksburg!” The boat hits sand, rocking a bit before stopping. “Now, men! Disembark!” The Captain and several men immediately jump from the boat to the shore. You make one last glance at your rifle, swearing loudly as a man is shot in the chest right beside you. You fight the urge to retch as you wipe the man’s blood from your face, checking to make sure you’re next to dry ground before you disembark. With a lurch in your stomach, you hop over the side of the boat, taking aim at the first enemy muzzle flash you see. As you focus on your rifle’s sights, the world around you seems to slow down. You hold your breath, spy the sharpshooter’s gray hat, and squeeze the trigger.
And that's going to be all for tonight. We'll run at the same time tomorrow. As always, questions/comments/concerns/etc. are welcome. I almost bought a Uberti revolver rifle today and I'm sort of kicking myself that I didn't. >>3029487 Oh, I've got plenty of Confederate weirdness and intrigue planned for this quest.
>>3029509What would have happened if we passed the DC rolls?And i do expect Confederate weirdness but they do need a power base somewhere or get recruits or a army quick, and the main empire forces are busy so secondary imperial forces like Spain might take up the case
>>3029516>What would have happened if we passed the DC rolls? Armstrong would've known the identity of the arms dealer. And you would've gotten some extra upgrades, though you would've had to source the building materials. >And i do expect Confederate weirdness but they do need a power base somewhere or get recruits or a army quick, and the main empire forces are busy so secondary imperial forces like Spain might take up the case. Fun fact: much of the Confederate Navy's overseas fleet (raiders and the like) were based out of Liverpool, frequented Australian ports, and had large numbers of British and Australian crewmen.
>>3029577Armstrong would've known the identity of the arms dealer. And you would've gotten some extra upgrades, though you would've had to source the building materials. Damn, we could have gotten some extra upgrades right away.Fun fact: much of the Confederate Navy's overseas fleet (raiders and the like) were based out of Liverpool, frequented Australian ports, and had large numbers of British and Australian crewmen.Actually thats interesting and it seems Spain and Portugal use copies or buy British surplus as well. Though i think the British Army is busy expanding the army or territory. But getting Australians volunteers might help, though I imagine they will need a mercenary force of another empire?Maybe Britain can give them a recommendation?
You awaken with a grumble as someone kicks your shin. “Rise and shine.” Harp grins at you, then gestures out through the carriage windows. “We’re here.” You nod. “Good to know.” The city of Yokohama still surprises you with how Western it feels. Cobblestone streets, American-style buildings made of wood and stone, buggies and stagecoaches everywhere, people from all over the world milling about. It’s a little slice of familiarity in an otherwise foreign land. You exit the carriage at the same time as Harp, and by the time you walk around to the back, where the lockbox is, he has already gotten the bear pelt out and onto his shoulder. Even rolled up like that, it is quite substantial. “I think there are a few tailors in this town.” Harp frowns, looking at the various buildings. “Let’s walk around and see if we can’t find one.” You nod. “Shouldn’t be too difficult.” The two of you begin walking down Yokohama’s main street, dodging the occasional drunken British soldier or oblivious tourist. You pass the gun shop that you remember from your last visit, as well as a photograph studio next door that you don’t remember. Across the street, you see a saloon, and a general store advertising canned European and American goods. You both continue down the road, passing the newly-opened Associated Press office and a few other shops. You finally find what you’re looking for after turning a corner and going onto a side street. A small building with a sign in both English and another language advertises a tailor and curtain-maker. You both enter, and the first thing you notice is how well-stocked the place is. The building is small, and the front room, logically, is even smaller. That being said, the walls on either side are stuffed with clothes hanging on racks, of a myriad of styles and colors. In between the displays of clothing are large sections of cloth hanging from the walls and ceiling, clearly various drapes and curtains. At the back of the room, you see a counter, and upon walking up and ringing the bell, a rather slight man of around fifty enters from a back room. He adjusts his round glasses as he walks up to you. “Ah, good day gentlemen.” He speaks in a German-sounding accent. “How may I help you today?” You gesture to the bear pelt on Harp’s shoulder. “I was curious if something could be done with this.” The man gestures for you to lay it on the counter, and Harp does exactly so. The man looks over the pelt carefully, running a hand over the fur. “This is quite interesting, sir. Tell me, what would you want me to do with it?” >”I was hoping you could tell me what my options are. I have no idea what to do with it honestly.”>”I see that you make curtains. Would you be able to make a rug from this?” >”I’d like a cloak made from it.” >”A fur hat sounds quite nice.” >Write-in.
>>3030416>”I was hoping you could tell me what my options are. I have no idea what to do with it honestly.”
>>3030416>>”I’d like a cloak made from it.”
>>3030416>>”I was hoping you could tell me what my options are. I have no idea what to do with it honestly.”
>>3030416>”I’d like a cloak made from it.” >”A fur hat sounds quite nice.” I want a cloak and a hat
>>3030416>”A fur hat sounds quite nice.”
“I was hoping you could tell me what my options are.” You shrug. “I honestly have no idea what to do with this.” The man nods, then leans in to inspect the pelt closer. “This is a bear, yes?” “It is,” you reply. “Well,” the tailor begins. “Bear skins have many uses. You could have it made into a fur-lined cloak for harsh winters. Such a garment would fall to the tops of your ankles, and have a large collar to keep the wind out.” He pauses, getting a piece of paper out and drawing a rough sketch of the cloak in question. “And of course, as a military man, I am sure you would have a use for such a garment.” You nod. “That would be quite nice. What are my other options?” The tailor rubs his chin thoughtfully. “Well, you could have a fur cover made for your forage cap.” He points to the cap you’re wearing right now. “With an eyelet to mount the emblem, of course. Such covers are quite popular with elite European units, though they are fitted to hats of other styles, typically.” He shrugs, adjusting his glasses. “Anything else that comes to mind?” You cross your arms. A bear-skin cap cover would be quite stylish. The man grins. “Oh, indeed. Have you ever heard of a pelisse, sir?” You shake your head. “I can’t say I have.” “It is a fur-lined shell jacket.” The tailor points to a rather fancy-looking military jacket hanging on a mannequin in the back. It is red, with many rows of horizontal, gold frogging. “This one is of a British pattern, but I could make one to match the style of your black-and-gold uniforms.” He leads you back and lets you look at the pelisse closer. “They are quite popular with hussars, as well as European royalty. Each one comes with a half-cape made in the same style.” He gestures to the left shoulder of the mannequin, which indeed, has a fur-trimmed half cape draped over it. “That’s quite fancy.” You nod, impressed.The tailor continues. “There is another type of garment I could make.” He gestures to a photograph of a woodsman in all buckskin, wearing a fur cap and leather bandolier. “I could produce a frontiersman-style outfit for use in the wilderness. Though it would undoubtedly require the entire pelt.” He crosses his arms, smiling. “And, with the size of this pelt, I could make more than one pelisse or cap cover, sir. Or you could save the rest of the pelt for later if the entire thing is not used.” He leans forward. “So, which would you like to have made?” >Hussar’s Pelisse. (can be combined with fur cap cover)>Riding Cloak. (consumes entire pelt)>Fur Cap Cover. >Hussar’s Pelisse for you and each of your officers. (consumes entire pelt)>Bearskin Frontiersman uniform. (consumes entire pelt)>Write-in.
>>3030572>>Hussar’s Pelisse. (can be combined with fur cap cover)
>>3030572>>Riding Cloak. (consumes entire pelt)
>>3030572>Riding Cloak. (consumes entire pelt)I want practicl not fancy
>>3030572>Hussar’s Pelisse. (can be combined with fur cap cover)>Fur Cap Cover.
>>3030572>Hussar’s Pelisse for you and each of your officers. (consumes entire pelt)
>>3030582Just want to clarify I'm voting for both the pelisse and cover.
“I’ll take the pelisse and fur cap cover.” You nod as you make your decision. “Very well, sir.” The tailor smiles. “Allow me to take your measurements.” You comply, and in a few minutes, the man has the necessary measurements to ensure everything fits correctly. Once all that is done, you pay the deposit for the work (a rather small fee considering your salary as a colonel in the Shogun’s army), and prepare to leave. Of course, you remember to mention your contact information so that he can send someone once the pelisse is finished. “How long should I expect to wait for you to be finished?” You hope that he’ll be able to get it finished before the end of the year. “Since it is a complicated piece of clothing, it will most likely take at least three weeks, sir.” The tailor bows lightly to you as he replies. “Understood.” You hand the pelt off to him and shake his hand. “I’ll keep in touch then.” “As shall I, sir. Good day to you.” The man waves as you both leave his shop. “And a good day to you as well.” You call over your shoulder as you step back into the outside air. Looking over at Harp, who lights his pipe as soon as he steps outside, you talk as you walk. “That went well.” “Indeed.” Harp chuckles. “A hussar’s jacket. Quite dandy, sir.” You chuckle as well. “If I’m to be dealing with the Shogun and his court on any kind of regular basis, I should have a fancy uniform for it.” Harp nods. “That does make sense, Colonel. You might make some of his generals jealous though.” You laugh. “Then they can get their own fancy jackets.” “Indeed, indeed.” Harp sighs, still grinning. “Anyhow, is there anything else you wanted to do while in Yokohama?” >”Let’s return to the base for the day.” >”I want to visit the Associated Press office. I’d like to see what an American newspaper thinks of Japan.” >”Let’s hit the saloon.” >”We should try to get access to the British Garrison. Maybe see if we can find that arms dealer.” >”I saw some pieces in that gun store that caught my eye last time. Let’s browse their selection.” >Write-in.
>>3030713>>”We should try to get access to the British Garrison. Maybe see if we can find that arms dealer.”
>>3030713>>”We should try to get access to the British Garrison. Maybe see if we can find that arms dealer.”Focus on getting shit done!
>>3030713>”We should try to get access to the British Garrison. Maybe see if we can find that arms dealer.”
>>3030713>”I saw some pieces in that gun store that caught my eye last time. Let’s browse their selection.”
>>3030713Fuck. I just realized that a resplendent western military uniform probably isn't what Nakajima had in mind when she told us not to attract attention to ourselves or our foreign ways.
>>3030861Meh all the outfit options scream foreigner anyway so might as well dress to impress.
>>3030861That’s why I wanted practical not fancy.Oh well better have it for diplomatic functions
“Alright,” you say with determination. “Let’s find the British garrison and try to get in.” You look over at Harp. “This might be the perfect opportunity to get the ear of that English arms dealer.” Harp shrugs. “Fair enough, sir. Lead the way.” The two of you spend the next twenty minutes or so walking around Yokohama, looking for the garrison yourselves. When you realize that it’s probably not going to be marked on the road signs, you decide to ask a local, and are immediately pointed in the right direction. Another ten or so minutes later, you arrive at the gates of the British garrison. It is a wooden palisade with guard towers at each corner and a Union Jack flying from a tall flagpole inside the walls somewhere. Two men in red coats stand in front of the gates with highly-polished rifles sporting sword bayonets. A glance up at the guard towers is enough to terrify, as each one has two Gatling guns on swivel mounts, manned and ready to kill. You lean against the wall of a building across the street, trying to look casual. “I can see why people are expecting an invasion with the way this place is set up.” Harp nods, grimacing. “Yeah.” He takes a couple puffs of his pipe. “They’ve got eight damned Gatling guns protecting the place. That’s probably enough firepower to kill this entire town.” You sigh. “And judging by the closed gates, they aren’t open to the general public.” Harp looks at you. “Why does that sound like it isn’t going to stop you?” You kick off of the wall, walking toward the front gates. “Because it isn’t. The worst thing they can do is tell us no if we ask for entry.” Harp sputters a bit as he matches your stride. “T-the worst that can happen is that they gun us down in broad daylight, sir.” You shake your head. “They won’t gun down two officers from the Shogun’s military.” You hope you’re right. You silently pray you’re right. As you get within spitting distance of the guards, they snap to a defensive stance, lowering their rifles in your general direction. “State your business!” One of the guards, a short man with black hair and a mustache, rattles his bayonet at you as he speaks. You hear one of the Gatling crews lock a magazine into place.>Roll a 1d20.
Rolled 15 (1d20)>>3030918
Rolled 2 (1d20)>>3030918
Rolled 14 (1d20)>>3030918Uh qm I’m surprised the British bought gatalings so soon. Thought they bought them in the late 1860:Also 1865 and 1862 Gatalings don’t use magazines, they used a hopper system.
>>3030929http://oldbritishguns.com/the-gatling-gunYeah this article says 1871
>>3030929>>3030938Well shit, I feel dumb. Consider this a case of artistic license then.
>>3030941Well the British government bought them in 1871,You could say the arms merchant bought them and ‘loan’ them to the garrison for his protection.As for the magazine you could mention.‘You hear rounds dropping into the hopper’ or the movement of heavy guns being pointed at you.Remember these guns counted as heavy artillery pieces due to their weight.They don’t get lightened until the mid 70s
>>3030951Trial local purchase. Maybe some rich col bought some for his men here from an american arms merchant.
>>3030951With that said there probably the 1862 models with the capsules. Since the 1865/66 don’t get manufactured until 1866 by colt
>>3030959As I said probably but they will be the 1862 models.Not the metallic cartage models
You put your hands up casually. “Gentlemen, please. My name is Colonel Stockton, of the Shogunal military’s new rifle brigade.” You look from one guard to the other, smiling. “I’m here to meet with the garrison’s commander, in good faith, I assure you.” The guard grimaces. “Well… You seem official… You’ll have to relinquish your weapons at the quartermaster’s office though, both of you.” You nod, making a casual salute as you do. “Of course, good sir.” The guard lowers his rifle, looking up and over his shoulder. “Open the gates and let ‘em in!” The gates swing open with a great creaking, and you are greeted with an unexpected sight. Most of the men appear to be sleeping in large tents, big enough to fit a dozen or more men, and there are wooden buildings built onto the inside walls. Many redcoats mill about with rifles slung over their shoulders. The guard guides you both into the compound, taking you to the quartermaster, where you both relinquish your weapons. They seem rather surprised at your Blucher sabers, and your Dragoon raises more than a couple eyebrows. The thing that seems to draw the most stares, however, is two white men wearing Japanese military uniforms. After you drop your weapons off, the guard leads you to one of the buildings built onto the walls. “Alright, gents,” he says as you walk up to a door. “You said you wanted to meet the commanding officer.” “Yes, we did.” You nod. “Well, this is his office.” The soldier knocks twice, then raises his voice to be heard through the door. “Major Morgan, two visitors for you.” A voice calls back through the door. “Visitors? Right, give me a minute.” A few seconds later, a blond man in an impeccable British uniform opens the door. He wears a revolver and saber on his hip, and carries a white pith helmet in one arm. His brows furrow upon seeing you and Harp. “Hello, Gentlemen.” He nods at the two of you, eyes remaining narrow the entire time. “Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Major Albert Morgan, Royal Army.” He shakes your hand. “Colonel Daniel Stockton, Aizu Domain armed forces. And this is my subordinate, Major Bill Harp.” That gets a raised eyebrow. “I see…” He gestures inward. “Would you care to have a cup of tea while we talk, gents?” >”I’d be glad to.” (accept his offer)>”This is quite the impressive setup, Major.” >”I’m actually here to meet with an arms dealer I’d heard was living here.” >”Tell me, Major. How’d you come across eight Gatling guns?” >Write-in.
>>3031072FYI, the British Army is not a Royal Army. British land forces relied on a number of armies supplied by the shires and nobles had their own armies which were expected to rally round the sovereign in times of crisis.Also by this time, the Royal Marines would be under admiralty control.
>>3031072>”I’d be glad to.” (accept his offer)
>>3031072>>”I’d be glad to.” (accept his offer)
>>3031072>>”I’d be glad to.” (accept his offer)>>”This is quite the impressive setup, Major
I’m gonna have to call the session and thread here. Got called into work on short notice. Sorry. Next thread will be either Sunday or Monday. Drop questions and the like here, and I’ll try to get to everything before the thread goes to archive.
>>3031251damn was looking at Gatiling gun models hoping to do some potential artillery shopping. I wanted to know what was for sale.
>>3031072>”I’d be glad to.” (accept his offer)>”This is quite the impressive setup, Major
>>3031072>”I’d be glad to.” (accept his offer)>”This is quite the impressive setup, Major.”
>>3031072>>”I’d be glad to.” (accept his offer)>>”This is quite the impressive setup, Major.”
>>3030713>If I’m to be dealing with the Shogun and his court on any kind of regular basis, I should have a fancy uniform for itDon't take my word on it, but I suspect a fur-lined coat will render us looking extremely barbarian and distasteful. AFAIK the Japanese considered anything related to dead bodies very unclean, to the point where leatherworkers and butchers were literally considered subhuman, and their descendants are discriminated agains even now.>>3031072>”I’d be glad to.” (accept his offer)>”This is quite the impressive setup, Major.”