Housekeeping

[Keyala]

She nods, giving a small smirk "We Scribes infuse mana fragments into the ink we make, so technically, a scribe could make a typewriter with the ink to make something like grimiores, and I mean...beyond Scribes, who really needs ink with mana in it, unless you are typing some grand sort of document meant to stand the test of the ages, but even then, mana typing fades when exposed to the elements. This would be really good for contract...and the trip to the north, I have a few ideas for some contracts I want to write up. So if I could get a typewriter it would be much easier to mass produce anything I needed for Scotland. Regardless, feel free to make modifications to the blueprints drafted up on my Call The Stars. This was a great investment to craft, if I do say so myself. It works wonders for the maps I've been working on leveling up! I can even get a map of the topography. I need my friend to upgrade this armor...but ya' know, one step at a time Bailin, all part of the plan. Which reminds me...in Scotland, what do you hope to get out of things? I have a sort of...interesting proposal...one that I'd like you to not tell the others about, if possible. I'd like to approach some people with this same idea. But you want to build things, like a railroad, right? So um...why don't you get the rights to build that railroad from the villagers up north? I can write up the contracts...but not only that, we can organize trading rights with them, and make a really very prosperous deal with north...but I don't want just anyone to be able to go up there and exploit those in the north. You're someone who can be trusted, and we can do wonders for this world if we can make a powerful economic union between the north and the south...but think about it, talk to me when we get there, get this done first. I'll write up some draft contracts at one point for you and Klide to look over."

Word Count: 366
Total Word Count: 1112
Tags: Bailin

[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Saurum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) LH: Sarum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

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“That is good.” The Warden spoke, solemn but relieved he could tinker further on the machine. “We should be relieved we have an inventory to place the typewriter in, rather than dragging it with us all the time.” [break][break] As Keyala continued she brought up Scotland, it was true they were to set out soon and this was one of the many smaller preparations and things the Warden wanted to do before they actually set out, having a certain dislike for loose ends. “It is true there is a desire for a railroad, however, you are suggesting binding people with contracts? Would that not make them nothing more than mere slaves, bound by a magical piece of paper?” the Warden asked sharp and sceptical. [break][break] “Or should I think more of it as the medieval nobles and peasants. Though I am left to wonder what forms of obligations go back and forth? Who shall have the upper hand with such a contract? I presume a contract like such would be fair and just for both parties? And who is to say that the monsters and spawns will respect such a contract and purchase of land?” The Warden continued, speaking more words than he’d prefer, yet felt the need to as to make certain there would be no misunderstandings. “I feel there is a certain gloom lying over what you are proposing, unless we have a certain group that warrants the safety and fairness of such purchases and contracts we might face something similar to the American railroad companies and genocide of the original population. We get second chances, the Landers don’t.” the warden continued as he picked up some more pieces and continued his tinkering, awaiting Keyala’s response. [break][break]