Meanwhile, elsewhere in Jahono...

A small bay, at the entrance to one of the many valleys within Jahono, had always been one missed by surveyors.  The valley was small, and the bay was the home of many marine animals seeking shelter from the powerful storms that frequented the region.

And then an unexpected group of visitors sailed into the bay.  It was a cargo ship filled to the brim with supplies destined for the shore of the bay.  When the ship made landfall, the passengers onboard carved out the lowland marshes to extend the bay further inland.  They then set up a dock for their ship and for the ships already on their way.  The colonization had begun.

Before the immigrants arrived, however, the town needed to be constructed.  A small logging operation was quickly established on the nearby mountain.  Several logging sites were run at once to provide enough material for the town.  A hunting lodge was also constructed nearby a hot spring for the early-arriving workers so they would have enough food until farms were planted.

After a long year of tireless working, the town was ready for the first immigrants, who came shortly thereafter.  The massive influx of people provided enough of a workforce to complete the commercial, industrial and agricultural buildings.  The ships carrying these people also carried with them a portable geothermal generator capable of powering the town until a more powerful plant could be constructed.

A year later, the town was already bustling with activity.  The town was created for the purpose of eventually supplying other regions of the world with resources, including lumber, and the citizens of the town were preparing to fulfill that duty.  The dock was expanded so it could handle larger ships, and the construction of a railroad was begun, which would provide transportation to future, larger logging operations as well as eventually connect to the world via a land route.

It was at this point of expansion that a formal government for the as-of-yet unnamed village was to be formed.  Lacking a government building, the residents convened at the hunting lodge up on the mountain to discuss the town's administration.  It was there that the town was finally given a name and a mayor.

The town's name was to be Vascrenard.  As for the mayor, he was an individual living in a small, green house in the middle of town.

He was known only as... Comrade Thomas.