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"We need more steady income to increase opportunities. If we had an operational forge our profits would increase significantly, we'd need less carts in the caravan. Lowering our surface area we would need to guard." You explain.
"Sounds like a good plan less carts means we can have more men on horses." Says Sid.
"We had a few plans drafted by an engineer, one for our current output and the other accounting for future growth. We are close to the ore output we had 5 years ago so the former still work." Alfred explains as he looks though a cabinet of files and hands you a few semantics.
You look over the papers weighing your options. The large forge would be 3X as efficient as the smaller one. The large costs about half your jewels and the standard would be about 1/3.
>Build the standard forge.
>Build the larger forge.
After the meeting you look to deal with the pile of paperwork that was making you sick at the sight of. Alfred said he they need the Lord's seal for them to be processed. You pull out your stamp. After your banishment you got a new family still royal as you have the blood of the king. With a family name you got to pick your own crest.
>Vulture- Patience, resourcefulness and renewal
>Butterfly- Hope, growth and transformation
>Grasshopper- Leap of faith, luck and audacity
>Write in
Processing the paperwork, you find an offer stuck to another piece of the handwriting is and child level, but it looks like they are trying to sell a service for hunting frost wolves. The names seem to be symbols rather than spelled. They seem to be based in the frontier right at the edge of the where the foothills lead turn into the harsh mountains. The sum for a kill looks a bit high but you never experienced this animal.
>Inquire about this and send a letter.
>Ignore
Powering into the work reading pages some are predatory loans to be thrown out others being decrees needing to be stamped for acknowledgment. You find a few better deal for town supplies a better hay deal for your horses and weed out the nepotistic trade agreements the old Lord made. He was a baron it seems, and his father was a count that most of the deals were in or near his territory. You may be able to sue but the royal court is in the capital where you are banished. By the end of the week, you have all the backlog completed.
