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[Medonia] Tell Me What's Your House Made Of [Maddyn]

I guess that push has come to this
So I guess this must be shove
But before you throw those stones at me
Tell me what's your house made of?
And if you think you know what I'm doing wrong
You're going to have to get in line.

- Ani DiFranco "Glass House"

Orders had been given and Iseult was doing her best to grab up what labor was available to her in the encroaching madness that was reordering the city of Medonia. Now that the Xet had been repulsed there was a building hope within the glassblower that they could rebuild the city, that they could draw people back in to help restore the place through sheer hope and determination. Yet there was the knowledge that they needed the supplies and the manpower--not to mention the money--with which to do it. Iseult had money, though certainly not enough of it, and the manpower was there for the taking (provided she harness the right skills and people), but she did worry about her supplies. The sand was there, all along the seaside for the taking, but the pearlash--leached tree ash--and quicklime--heated limestone--had their limitations.

As much as she desired to build a city of glass--the vision in her head was dazzling, enticing and gratifying--she knew the ability to do so was, well, impossible. Glass would be mixed in with stone or wood but Iseult was determined that it would not prove ugly. It would be beautiful. One way or another. She just had to make it so.

The glassblower brushed her hair back from her face and peered out over the ruins of the city. There was a lot to be done. Sewers needed cleaned up. Rubble needed cleared. Feth Straylor and his damnable inability to keep his own powers under control. Had he wanted to destroy the city? She wondered sometimes...

She was searching through the city for the best intact warehouse she could find. This meant scouring the southwest corner of the city by the docks. With the forces having invaded largely through the north, Iseult was hoping that there was a good deal more to piece together in this place than there would be in other sections of the city. Failing that then...well...she was going to be doomed to set up shop outside of the city. Not that being inside didn't have its own disadvantages, given how hard it would be to bring supplies inward. But if she sat close to the docks... That would be easier, to bring things in through the harbor...

"We'll need blacksmiths, masons, carpenters... I'm sure those should be easy to find, between Port Alyx, Arconis, New Coldmoon..." She roved her eyes over the warehouses along the waterfront, strode towards one. She shifted, casting a look towards Finn and Jocelyn, then towards Davin. Davin she had given a band with her business's symbol to wear around his arm. She'd have to find a tailor too, get the man and his remaining men something resembling more of a uniform...

Her mouth twisted a little, amused but darkly so. As if she were trying to set herself up as there power in the city with her own hold on the trades folk, her own band of guards...

Maybe she was. What of it?
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The docks were, generally speaking; one of the more intact areas of Medonia. Its proximity to the sea ensured that when it came to waste disposal – the citizens had a nasty habit of using the water; and so the sewage systems were long neglected. A kindness of sorts as the damage inflicted by the rampant growth of plant life under the behest of one Archdruid Leonard meant that the exposed and broken areas of roads and streets were relatively clean (for a given value). Filled with thorns, roots and brambles, but little waste brought about by civilization.

Most of the damage that Iseult could see appeared to have been created by the citizens of Medonia rather than those that had first conquered the city; or it’s eventual liberators. Looters; scavengers and others that had taken advantage of the chaos that had consumed the Capital of Enamoria during the midst of the Xet Invasion.

Intact buildings? Definitely. Iseult had her choice (until an Aedile or a Guard started asking questions); the core problem was that most fittings had been damaged; there was rubbish everywhere and the occasional long since decomposed corpse lying around. A foundation on which to work with; with sufficient access to the water and at least one road was intact enough that carts could be moved from the south-east to the docks if one needed. Access to the north though was completely useless at present; largely due to the flora and … slurry… that had fashioned a channel of filth through a major crossing.
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The state of the city was likely to be a problem. She could throttle Straylor with her own bare hands for what he had been responsible for. By now she was largely used to the stink, but a particularly firm gust of wind that shifted the bulk of the smell towards them was generally enough to cause the glassblower to fight a bout of nausea. It was worse than the usual smell of a city accustomed to human filth and one she wasn't particularly pleased with.

When a building had been secured, close up to the water and the road that moved towards the south-east, the glassblower contemplated her options. She had to do something about the filth and the vines if she was going to get anywhere with the city at all. Thus far there had been no help in that quarter. So what did she do? Hunt Straylor down and force him to fix what he had ruined? But it seemed more likely he'd only do more damage than anything else. No, she didn't want to go down that route. So what then? Put out some sort of 'help wanted' request around the realm to see who popped in with enough power to fix it?

Or try to fix it herself?

Well...Iseult knew what she trusted and relied on more!

"Let's see if we can get some furnaces up and running here. It might be easiest to take apart one of the furnaces back at the workshop and transport it here, get it fitted into the building. Then we can work on getting a blacksmith established in the city so we can get more furnaces going..." She trailed off as she tilted her chin, looking around the warehouse she had taken over for the time being. She was not in the least bit concerned over guards or aediles, both of which she figured easily handled when the time came. If she could get Elanara to work with the governing system, it would help things that much more...

"Joscelin, if you could see to getting the furnace here safely... Davin, if some of your men could help with that...? Finn, I'll leave it to you to find some sort of blacksmiths among the refugees in the area that are interested in coming to set up shop. I have other things I want to work on..."

With orders given, the glassblower turned her attention to outside of the warehouse, to the city's filth and vines. She climbed, did Iseult, making her way to the highest point she could along the docks. She was not in a rush, still trying to work out what exactly she wanted to do, and was selective about where she wanted to be: somewhere that allowed her to see the cityscape as far as was manageable from where she was. When she got there, she rolled through her options: take care of it herself...or once more debate handing the issue off to someone else. She tapped her fingers against her lips and sighed. Options. Always with the options! Each came with their set of drawbacks, unique to the problem. Rely on herself and potentially cause more damage. Rely on something else and...potentially cause more damage.

Well, the options were pretty even, looking at it that way, hm? So she relied on herself--if there was fallout, she may as well take it on herself and accept the consequences.

The glassblower worked to Amplify her vis as she stood on the roof, drawing a circle around herself and accentuating it with symbols that had come to be personal to her--a flame, a cup, a fish and a droplet of water. Each symbol she marked with a drop of her blood before she situated herself standing in the circle's center and drew in a deep breath, her hands clasped behind her as she focused on herself. Draw everything in, strengthen everything, become...more than she was. She'd have to in order to do what she needed, aware though she was that she'd wreck herself after the spell was cast.

That was fine. The city needed this basic fixing if she wanted to accomplish anything.
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With the orders given; only time would answer as to how progress was made in regards to the furnaces being fitted to the claimed warehouse and as to how many potential hirelings were found in the refugees of Enamoria. Medonia being what it was, the Capital of Enamoria was still rather lacking in its former populace since the Xet Alliance had been cleared from the city limits. There was an almost deserted sensation, akin to the time when the Capital had been ravaged by the Feeble Pox in decades past where few wanted to leave the perceived safety of their homes unless it was to escape to the country.

Deserters and looters had yet to make their mark; and there was still a slow influx of citizens looking to reclaim what had been theirs and trying to make do with the results presented. At least up until a time as the Enamorian Government provided some measure of method to the chaos, and the ravages caused by both Xet and Archmagus Leonard were lessened.

Amplify though, in the relative peace that Iseult fashioned, worked a treat. Power was very much the Half-Elf’s to command as it increased thrice-fold rather than the lesser release of her Vis. A Master’s reserves to call her own; though there remained an uneasy fluctuation within Iseult’s Vis as the Amplify worked to stabilize itself and cement her as a Master of the Elements – or a safe return to her status as an Adept of the magics.

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It was just as well that a majority of the city was deserted, that people were slow to come back in through the crumbling walls and reclaim the broken households that had been theirs...or their neighbors (such was Iseult's case). As she worked through what she planned to do for the spell ahead of her, she began to envision the bigger failures that could result from the casting: flooding; sewage everywhere; more buildings knocked down. Feeling the waver of unsteady power shift through her, Iseult's unease was palpable in her gut. Eras earlier she would have never counted herself as a mage. She'd held contempt and wariness for those who wielded magic. Then she'd had magic thrust upon her and she had needed to adapt. Now she used it as a tool, as a defensive weapon. It was a third arm to the glassblower.

It didn't make her feel any more comfortable as she drew in a deep breath and tried not to focus on the fact that she could sense just how deeply unstable the swell of her magics were. She had to concentrate. She had to feel confident. Otherwise who knew what might result...

On the other hand, how could it be any worse than the devastation already wrecked? There was already sewage everywhere and if a few more buildings were knocked down then it gave her just that much more to work with.

She still wanted to keep further damage to a minimum.

Sitting on the top of the building, the glassblower focused herself. Options lay in what was potentially beneath the ground of the city and what was already very much present in the harbor and the ocean just beyond. Beneath... no, too dangerous. Too many problems where foundations were concerned if water bubbled up from the ground below, even if she concentrated it... No, the glassblower cast her net around the water in the harbor, fixated herself on the pull of waves and tides to draw the water closer in towards the city. Not a tidal wave to smash down on the city, but funnels of water instead that spiraled in where broken sewers met harbor lines. It was her hope that the water would surge down the open root-infested sewer lines, snatching up the sewage as the water worked its way through the city in a rush before she dragged the focused rush of water back out to the harbor.

It was her hope...but of course Iseult was a pessimist and she was almost certain she was going to manage to bungle it somehow.
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So much damage; and so much debris was to be found within the sewers of Medonia. Most of which were certainly the result of Straylor Leonard’s methodology of warfare. Where an ill-placed tree could break the cobblestones and roads on the surface, the Archmage having deliberately used the sewers as a pathway for roots and brambles made for complications that had yet to fully reach the surface. Namely, the plant life wasn’t entirely dead in many places but had well and truly begun to take root within the city’s depths.

Water, funneled just so cleared out several stretches of the sewers even as passage was blocked or stemmed to a mere trickle in other places where it had one flowed. Manpower from Hirelings, or a more destructive form of Elementalism was going to be required to clear the sewers to the west of Medonia. For now, the south-east was clear – with the water also spreading across several places that Iseult could determine weren’t part of the original sewer network.

Brambles and roots had pushed through in places to people’s cellars; only for water to join suit. In this, it was a mixed bag. On one hand, Iseult was pushing fresh seawater in places where the sewers filth had flowed – cleansing the areas. On the other, it was going to take time before the water seeped out properly once more in people’s residences.

Elsewhere, the water was pushing to the east seemed to be part of the original channels that the roots and brambles had created upon Archmagus’ Leonard’s initial casting. Channels of seawater that were flowing now outside the city and beginning to form their own passages where the land allowed.
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Iseult watched the water flow. From what she could see of it, there were some successes, some failures and some questionable results with outcomes Iseult still couldn't be sure of. Her eyes drifted to the east where water fell into channels outside of the city and she wondered if she'd just created a marshland that would make traveling the land outside of the city difficult. Time would tell. She'd cast the spell knowing that there might be poor consequences, accepting that she might do more harm than good. It had been worth a try.

She stepped away from the circle of her casting, from the blood marks and the symbols that had become hers, and rubbed her hands together. Now came the more practical work. There were still sewers to unblock and buildings to work on. While she could put her attention to the glass buildings she intended to erect there were still other aspects of rebuilding the city that required someone's hand. She'd heard little to nothing from the governor herself on what was intended. No one was being of any help whatsoever. Had Medonia effectively been abandoned? Marked as a loss because of the damned big crater in its center and the broken sewers?

And why was she so determined to fix it when no one else was? It wasn't as if she'd grown up in Medonia. But maybe she had, in some ways. Grown there. She could look at Trysvale as her childhood, Arconis as her teen eras and now Medonia...here it was that she had grown into who she was as a crafter, as a woman, as someone who could take care of herself, others be damned. Medonia mattered to the glassblower and it frustrated her that it seemed as if it did not matter to anyone else.

So what was she to do about it?

She descended back to the ground level, internally griping over the situation and trying to organize her plan for it all. If it was only her working on all of this then she had to use her resources wisely and offer incentives to people to help rebuild that weren't strictly monetary. And if the governor didn't care about Medonia then Iseult supposed it was up to her to drive it all, to tether (mostly) everyone into a single purpose.

That evening Iseult drafted up a notice and a letter. The letter would be sent north and east in the morning while the drafted notice would be pushed out to the surrounding cities once Finn returned to see to that. The letter would hopefully receive a favorable response from a well-known gadgeteer while Iseult hoped the notice would drum up able-bodied hands to tackle other portions of the city that she didn't want to absolutely destroy with more magic--just as others had already done.

Then she had only to wait.

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After arriving at the Emerald River workshops the brightening before, the pair of gadgeteers had been happy to spend the darkening wherever the setting suns had found them. Hopefully without any of their equipment being looted from the back of their wagon by the desperate and, or, displaced. Neither man however had been opposed to roughing it. From what they'd seen since crossing the borders into Enamoria, they'd reasoned there'd be plenty more before the job was done.

The fae Anelene had been friendly, helpful, talkative. Grey, just as welcoming if not as vocal. Especially as he'd led the way to what Klue would discover was the quite ruined capital city of Medonia. Not completely, but ruined enough and the smell brought tears to the eyes. The warehouse near the docks appeared to have seen better brightenings. But the same could be said as easily for all of Medonia. So leaving the pair of spotted drafts and the flatbed wagon under the watchful eyes of the two mercenaries who'd come with them, the two gadgeteers followed Grey into the warehouse.

Both of them humans, Klue was in his middle twenties, just over six feet tall and lean with dark blond hair and blue eyes. If his fashion choices were any indication of his approach to his work, an apparent preference for shades of brown over lighter or darker shades of gray; a brown leather duster, hat, gloves and boots, camel colored trousers and cream colored shirt; combined with brighter, more unexpected color combinations in unconventional patterns; such as the plaid vest he wore in shades of green, marigold, blue, thin lines of bronze and red: On second thought, maybe the gadgeteer's eye for fashion trended more towards confounding than enlightening.

In contrast, Waldo Greer, Klue's assistant and grandfather to be, was just shy of six feet and thin. He was aged sixty something, a gentleman with a kind face and round, wire rimmed spectacles. His thinning hair was white as snow, while random tufts of it managed to completely defy gravity and at unpredictable angles; as if he'd somehow got caught in between his young master and one of his experiments with pulses, arcs and whatnot. But if not for the hair, he'd appear to be much more solemn counter to his younger employer.

But as promised in an earlier, written reply, they'd come. And with the older man just a stride or two behind him, Klue tucked a pair of fingerless leather gloves into the pocket of his duster, and pulled a flat crowned bowler from his head when they were shown into the warehouse.
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Some semblance of order was all Iseult was looking for in her makeshift workshop. With Medonia ravaged and destroyed, it made setting the space up as she desired to be more difficult than practical. Hauling the furnace from Emerald River to this new space had been a gamble and it remained to be seen whether or not her efforts there would pay off...or if she'd have a completely ruined furnace that was not in the least bit useful. What she really needed to do was scour the city to see if, in any of the undamaged sectors, there remained a blacksmith workshop that would allow them to help patch and build her own studio. Something to put one or two of Davin's men up to, she decided...

And looked up as Klue and his assistant, led by Grey, came striding into the procured warehouse. She looked them over, eyes narrowing particularly on Klue, then straightened from the table she was hunched over. Charcoal was smeared over her fingers and palms, having left smudges on the tattered bit of paper secured at the corners by chunks of rough, uneven glass rescued off the floor as discarded clippings from other worked pieces. "Grey, good to see you. Why don't you get some water and food from the back, have a seat?" She paused, glancing again at Klue and then Waldo. "If you could bring some out for our guests, please...? We'll talk later."

The half-breed didn't wait for Grey to be on his way before she turned to her guests. "Serale. Klue, right?" Who else? And she'd specifically set out that Grey would bring the gadgeteer. It helped her, as names and faces weren't always an easy thing for her. But she flicked a brief glance between Klue and Waldo, as if uncertain that she was assuming the correct individual.

Iseult herself looked worn, both a little under slept and a tad rumpled. She had never been the sort that cared over much for bothering with her appearance, being overfond of tying her white-blonde hair back in a no-nonsense braid and wearing clothing more appropriate for working than meeting. This brightening yielded a pair of dust smattered brown pants and a loose blue shirt that did little compliment that lanky figure they enclosed. "I appreciate you coming down. I know it was a long trip for you to make. Food? Drink?" She looked around the room for chairs. There were two; Iseult moved too much to really be bothered with it. "Have a seat." She indicated to the pair, leaning against the table herself rather than plopping herself down.

She hesitated, lapsing into silence. What Iseult really wanted to do was dive right into why he was there. The polite thing to do would be to make small talk, ask how the trip went, if he wanted to get himself settled in. She'd never been good at any of that. Her fingers drummed against the table as she looked at him, as if trying to decide what to do.
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They'd only met briefly before now, but Klue had a knack for remembering faces, and recognized the glassblower as soon as he spotted her. Although it helped, probably, that he'd been expecting to see her once Grey had led them inside, and she was the only woman to approach Waldo and himself.

"Yes," he said and smiled as he turned a glance on his companion. "and this is my assistant and friend, Waldo Greer. It's good to see you again, miss Fluersdotter." As for the older man, when he spoke, his voice was deeper than might be expected, but smooth, cultured. "A pleasure, miss," he said.

She looked tired, Klue observed, and as if she was carrying entirely too much weight on just one set of shoulders. Probably, she was, but it made him wonder how much help she was getting. Be it in manpower, money or other kinds of support. "Thank you, but no need to trouble anyone," he said when she offered them food and drink, and both he and Waldo took the offered seats. "I've only heard about the damage done here, snippets of news and stories that manage to find their way north. None of them do it justice," the young human added with a frown. "Seeing really is believing."

"Admittedly our trip might have been a shorter one had we traveled by boat or balloon." Klue wouldn't mention that the rejection of sea travel was prompted by Waldo's aversion to boats and roiling seas. Nevertheless, "I wasn't sure what the working conditions would be here in the city, or what equipment or materials might be available." The gadgeteer seemed no more inclined to idle chatter as was the glassblower, especially when the the job looked to be a large one.

"We've brought a pair of strong drafts with us, a flat bed wagon and loaded it up with some equipment and materials from my shop. Tools, a decent sized portable metalworking furnace, a mechanized wood and metal lathe, a couple generators, a handful of capacitors...""a few displacement pumps," Waldo interjected quietly, and Klue smiled before adding, "Among other things, yes, that I thought might be useful." It had been difficult to anticipate what equipment, tools or materials might be the best suited to the job, without actually viewing that job before hand. But he'd done what he could.
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Iseult inclined her cheek a little as he acknowledged the devastation visited on the city. The twist to her mouth was wry. "Funny thing is, if we'd left it alone to the Xet I almost think the damage would have been a lot less. It's amazing, really, what one overeager Druid can do to a city." Her voice was a little tart as she glanced towards the door, eyes narrowed. Straylor's devastation of the city was proving to be a problem. The vines were holding up work, slowing people down. She could just about strangle the druid. Her own glass shards, scattered about the place, were a problem but less so than a volatile twist of vines running through portions of the city. One would think the city was butted against the Dolwoods.

The glassblower's lips compressed as he began to list out what in all he had brought with him. A certain amount of relief blossomed in her. She might not have understood half of what he was listing, but metalworking furnace leapt out like a hungry lion. "It's good that you did. We don't have a whole lot at our disposal, just what we've been able to salvage. The Unicorn Plaza is completely destroyed and along with it a lot of the shops crafters and tradesmen used. I've sent people to go poke around the rest of the city for anything that might be of use but having your own stuff available... That'll help things move along a lot faster."

She straightened then and gestured to some of the drawings and scribbles spread out on the table she had been eying up when he'd come in. "These are some of the plans." She slid a finger up a line, part of a building she had sketched. "I want to reconstruct some of the buildings with glass where I can. Realistically, I know I can't do the whole city so I've put out a call for stonemasons, carpenters..." She made a small gesture meant to dismiss the endless stream of crafters that could be shoved into the construction business. "But a lot of the hold up is surrounding the sewer systems. There's really no repairing them to be what they once were, enclosed systems. I tried to flush the system but it's only resulted in more water resting in them. Some won't be cleared at all. It looks like we're stuck with a lot of canals then running their way through the city... Which is fine but it begs a question about how to keep the water clean if the sewer lines are all emptying out into them. Some parts of the city...stink. Some of the water is stagnant in places, obstructed by vines."

She leaned back and rubbed at her neck. She had some architectural experience, knew enough to be able to piece together her own buildings and not worry about any of it falling down around her. But some of the nitty gritty in the city escaped her. She had visions...but not necessarily the wherewithal to execute it. "I have an idea of what I want in the city--cleaned up waterways, bridges, buildings, glass--but not a lot of equipment with which to carry it out with. I was hoping that you might have the mind I need to bounce things off up, to come up with different ways of doing things."

Iseult paused, considered. "Maybe you want to see the city?"
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"A druid," Klue uttered with a thoughtful frown. He and Waldo had witnessed a great deal of damage in the city on their way in. Devastation, really, and while the gadgeteer couldn't claim to know a lot of mages personally, he only knew of one druid that was powerful enough to have made such an impact. Inadvertently, Klue guessed, and as it happened, that man was no longer a druid at all. Still, he wasn't one to share tales out of school. Especially about a man who'd saved his life more than once, and who he and his wife owed a great deal.

Still, from what he'd seen so far, that was a lot to go wrong. As the glassblower went on to describe the nature and the extent of the damage, thus the possible lack of resources to repair it with, it seemed all the more fortunate that he'd thought to bring as many tools and as much equipment as he had. "We've brought quite a bit. Things that I thought might be harder to find or have fabricated on site without the right equipment, even under the most favorable conditions," he said. "In a pinch, I could send a message back to my shop on Demios and have my crew send materials or components aboard ship. It's not optimal," the gadgeteer admitted. It would consume a great deal of time, after all, to send word back to Demios, and then wait for a shipment to arrive at Medonia's docks.

He was eager to see what she'd planned however, and both he and Waldo leaned forward in their chairs to have a closer look at the drawings. "Glass?" he repeated, and then smiled. Well of course, she was a talented crafter of all things glass. Klue smiled and nodded. "The most of done with glass, so far as crafting, is grinding lenses for scopes, that sort of thing," he said. "But the idea is an intriguing one. I look forward to witnessing the process." And the end results, it went without saying. Medonia had already been a beautiful city by his recollections. From the sounds of it, she meant to make it all the more grand.

"So far as the sewer systems and canals are concerned," Klue said as he sat back in his chair. "I've brought a few displacement pumps and the related gear with me that I'd designed to operate as part of a large scale, automated irrigation system. I can fabricate more of them if necessary. They're capable of pumping, transferring large volumes of water in a relatively short amount of time." Certainly a great deal quicker than a legion of workers with buckets in hand could do it. "I'd have to see the problem first hand before knowing for sure. But it might be that we could use the pumps to drain andy standing water out of the sewers and canals, move it out of the city and into the sea using a series of temporary levees or portable dams, sandbags even," he suggested.

"The levees would then prevent the waters from creeping back in while repairs, replacements and improvements are being made. And if its waterways through the city that you want, the waters can be let back in at a manageable rate, rather than rushing in all at once." Without viewing the situation first hand, then sight unseen, it was difficult to say for sure what would work best. It was just one option, undoubtedly there'd be others. "Yes, it would help a great deal to see the damage, and the potential first hand," Klue agreed and stood with hat in hand along with Waldo, who was equally as eager to get a closer look at what they'd be dealing with.
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Iseult nodded slightly as he assured her that more equipment could be called for, should they require it. This seemed almost too good to be true, the impulse to even reach out to the gadgeteer having been something of a last minute decision...and now supplies that she hadn't even thought would be coming with him? She didn't intend to leech the man for whatever it was he had but she wasn't about to turn away a gift horse either.

"Ah, well. Glass is my speciality. I didn't expect it to be yours," she assured him. She had seen what a 'specialty in glass' meant to others outside of the glassblowing field...and it hadn't been pretty. "Of course, you might see something in the tools used, the furnaces... From my understanding, you have a better understanding of...machinery...?" the word was an odd taste in her mouth "Than I would."

Which better identified itself as he went on to explain, after her mere brief explanation, what he could possibly do to help out Medonia. Her brow furrowed and she leaned her cheek against her hand as she eyed him. "Well. If you can accomplish just a small bit of that you've instantly become more useful than half the people already here." But she held her doubts that any of it could be accomplished; she might be hopeful but it was one thing to hear it and another thing entirely to see it.

With a small degree of the plans in mind, Iseult arranged for them to head out into the city to get a better idea of what exactly needed to be done and where it would best be put to purpose. A pair of her own mercenary guards were to accompany them and under one arm Iseult had tucked a narrow wooden box under her arm containing her own sketching supplies so that notes and even drawings could be made. With these in hand, Iseult led Klue and his man on foot north and east into the city. She'd take him to the worst of it, show him the challenge that sprawled out before them all.
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"In my line of work," the gadgeteer observed in response to the lady's comments, "the machinery I use, design, create, in and of itself is mostly the point, like a rotary press with the potential to revolutionize bookmaking in the Empire, or a small submersible, used to collect specimens off the seabed or map the ocean floor. Or it might just be a means to a end, a more efficient way of getting the job done, and save a good deal of time, money and manpower in the process. The displacement pumps we've brought," he offered as an example. "You must encounter something similar, in your own line of work?" he wondered.

"Hopefully what we've brought with us can help ," Klue added then with a smile, when he came to suspect that she was skeptical about what might, or could be done with gadgeteered works. It took the most stubborn of wide eyed optimists to make a decent gadgeteer, among other things. Or so Klue believed. There was no such thing as an unsolvable conundrum. No impossibilities. Just solutions that hadn't been found and put into play yet. "You've already got the vision in mind," he said, referring to her plans and ideas after he and Waldo both had abandoned their chairs.

"I imagine it's as true of your trade as mine. You got that, then you're more than halfway to solving the problem." It all teetered dangerously on the edge of him throwing inspirational quotes around in hopes of igniting his crew's imagination, or lecturing to a bright eyed new student or apprentice. It was something Klue realized that Iseult, a contemporary and expert in her own unique field, would have very little want or use for. "My apologies for going on, some habits die harder than others."

There was much more important work to do anyway, and the sooner he could view the city at its worst, the sooner they could all begin to draft the solutions. Waldo would beg off of the outing, the long journey had been more tiresome for the older man than the younger. But he'd stay behind and see to the horses and equipment. Maybe get some of it moved inside the warehouse if he could round up some help to do it. And meanwhile, Klue grabbed a leather sack from the space under the wagon's bench seat and slung it over one shoulder. It contained a small book full of blank pages, among any number of other odds and ends. He'd carry the thing with him as they walked off to view the damage.
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Collateral damage. It was positively everywhere the two tradespeople could see in one form or another. The reality was, that as devastating as it had been to lose Enamoria’s Capital to the Xet Alliance – both the siege and the eventual re-taking of the city had done far more damage than good. There was little need for the insectoid creatures or their servants to go about looting, burning or otherwise damaging Medonia. On the other hand? Not all Imperial Citizens had behaved in accordance to the Annarian Code of morality and decency – and then there were the side effects of overzealous Arcana.

In short, the worst thing for Medonia had in fact been the Medonians.

But that Iseult had experienced first hand, even if Klue was new to the predicament. Thorn and brambles were everywhere, clogging the drains and sewers; with signs of their beginning to even damage the roads as cracks and buckling had started to manifest in response. Low levels of Arcane Contamination of Nature Essence could be felt by Mundane and practitioner of Arcana alike as there was a low hum of energy around the sites where Archmagus Leonard had ‘cut loose’.

It was however, quite salvageable. It was mostly just a case of removing the natural elements and purging the brambles and undesired tree roots (and the occasional corpse of one of the Alliance’s slaves) before seeing how much structural damage had been caused. The air however was fetid with decay, both of corpses and the poor waste disposal allowing for stagnant water (and worse) to collect.
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