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Brightwater investing (Moore, 89 days left)

Started by Anastasia, June 14, 2017, 11:17:46 AM

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Anastasia

<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite


Anastasia

He takes 10.

The man gives you a long look, "Yeah, we're in. Give us 24 hours and we're in."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore nods. "I'll come back here tomorrow, then."

Hmm, I suppose the only other thing to do in Brightwater is to check on the Silverbrow Consortium.

Anastasia

Was that on your agenda before now? I don't recall it, correct me if I'm wrong.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

It was not, I honestly forgot about they were there. We can just do it later, he's fine to go back another time if he gets through all his other agendas.

Anastasia

<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Go back and talk to Filbrez about the ravages

Anastasia

Filbrez is found helping overseeing provision and supply. "Yes, yes, the iron reserve is over there," he gestures to a pair of soldiers, "You three, help them and then go see what's taking them so long with the forge delivery."

Soldiers bustle all around him, people carrying all sorts of supplies about, hundreds of people at work all over.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"Everything going as planned, Filbrez?" Moore asks.

Anastasia

"No!" Filbrez presses a hand to his forehead, "I've been enlisted to help with supply for the duration of the crisis. I'm surely losing profit as we speak. Oh, terrible day. Damn that Gisfal! Damn those devils! My money!"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore can't help but grin a little bit. "Well, that's actually why I'm here, I was going to ask how our ravage business was doing. If now's a bad time I can come back later, though."

Anastasia

"In short - hold on, over THERE!" Filbrez points, waving a  sheet of paper, "THAT WAY!" After that he clears his throat and returns to you, "In short it's doing fine. I'm collecting the profits as desired."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"We may need to use them soon, do you have any idea of an average per week? If need be I can drum up more business ahead of what we're doing." Moore says.

Anastasia

"Gross or total?" Filbrez asks. "Business had a slump once the novelty wore off but has been rebounding since then."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?