Lady Leonora of House Pyronix
The sun had been on it’s late rise when our ship had finally pulled into port. The change of scene was almost a shock to me, as I watched the many people bustle about the coastal town, fishing boats in the harbour which looked grander than any of ours. The sounds of the people, the smell of the market, the clean built houses and fine pathed streets. When I finally stepped off the galleon, I felt as though I had stepped into a dream. There was no way my settlement could contend against these people. No way I could get them to ever take me seriously, but then I saw it… on one of the small market tables, where several house flags had been turned into tokens. The blue and grey flag of House Pyronix sat amidst the others, and several had indeed gone missing.
So… we were recognised. That calmed me, just a bit.
After having my things checked into fine rooms at a nearby inn, and using the moment to eat a good meal, since the journey had not offered any, and freshen up, I had my maid call for a carriage and alerted the courier that a message was to be delivered. I had indeed read it. While I was reluctant to send such a thing with my signature, I had decided to reseal the envelope with a letter of my own expressing the reason why I had seen fit to inspect it. I had also decided never to think about the contents of said letter again, and to question Lady Gryllidae on the meaning of this ridiculousness later. But for now, I had an impression to make, and greetings were in order.
I asked the courier to delay the mail for me.
“Lady Leonora! Such a pleasure to finally meet you!” Lord Bennet said as he and his family greeted me from the doors to his manor. Lady Drew clapped her hands excitedly as I stepped out of the carriage, but when she saw that I had arrived alone that excitement dwindled.
“You did not bring Sir Archer with you?”
“Someone had to stay and lead the people in my absence.” I said calmly, clasping hands with Lord Drew and offering a small bow of my head. He gestured to the three young men beside him. His sons, I was to assume, one looking rather bored, while the other two were very interested indeed. Annoyingly it was the bored one who looked more handsome than his brothers, and was the eldest no doubt. “My sons, Michael, Simon, and Harrison.”
I bowed my head respectfully, and the two younger sons - Simon and Harrison - bowed deeply and one even reached out to kiss my hand. The other looked mildly peeved that he hadn’t thought of that. I turned to Michael, and he rolled his eyes. “Father, may I return to my sparing match now?”
Lord Bennet looked tiredly at his eldest, but gave in very easily. “If you must, Michael.”
He didn’t even acknowledge me, but I decided against making a fuss. Lord Bennett gave me an apologetic smile, and gestured to the manor. “Come, we shall be holding a brilliant ball for your welcome tonight, and I trust you would first like to look around.”
I offered a polite smile. “The honor is mine. Please, lead the way.”
Sir Archer Noricavé of Ferrenglace
Archer looked around at the newly built ranch, and sighed heavily through his nose. The winds were getting colder, and he had focused on training the new guards to hopefully fend off any threats. It wouldn’t be easy, especially with how many Leonora had sent away, but he had to make sure the place didn’t suffer like they had in the past. They needed to check on food stores, make sure things didn’t rot and were well preserved. He still thought a wall would have been a better choice. But that was just his opinion.
“We counted 16 newcomers, and the farmers report that the harvest has stopped.” Annelle muttered, reeling out the same drivel she always did. Archer glanced at her.
“And? Do we have enough to feed the masses?”
She looked to the ranch. “Well… I believe we do, but perhaps not enough to store, and then very little to sell for gold. We should look into alternative methods.”
I shook my head. “Leo can focus on that when she gets back. My task is to keep people alive. Have we looked into the costs we would need to build a wall up around the settlement?”
“While we would have the guards, we would not have the money for a long time yet. We should look into some water towers. The irony of winter is that while the weather gets colder, the risk of fires gets higher. Especially fires started to cause damage, or just by careless attempts to stay warm.”
He nodded. “Towers it is then. How many people will one tower cover?”
“One tower should cover at least 250 people. We should be safe enough with one for a time, but look into a second. The more we have, the more danger will rise. How are we for guards?”
“Not nearly as much as I would like.”
“A guardhouse, then. Give them a place to properly train. And yourself, of course.”
He smirked, and folded his arms. “How long would that take?”
“Depends how grand you want it.”
Another nod. “Let’s lay down some plans for that then. Let me know if anything else gets interesting. Meanwhile, I’ve got pointless reports to handle.”
She breathed. “Welcome to my world.”
A Guardhouse begins construction. (-20 people, -5,000 gold)
22 guards trained from 11 people
11 people gained from the Medics, Clinic and Tavern
2,000 food collected || 528 food eaten || 100 baked = 1,372
1,000 food is sold for 1,040 gold (Baker’s Dozen Buff x4)
10,350 gold made in Trade Returns || Stables, 2x Tailors, Blacksmith, Tavern, 4x Bakery, Jeweler, Carpenters, Saltworks (INACTIVE for 2irl Days)