Chapter 646: Business and Pleasure...
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A day later Reima was meeting with Zoltan, his trade company being finally completed and ready to begin a business relationship with Kaedwen.
Reima looks up at the large stone warehouse plated in gold, then down at the two fine, heavy wooden doors. He shrugs and pushes his way through, spotting a Monster receptionist, some kind of Bunny girl?...
"Hel-HELLO!" she exclaims in fright.
Reima scratches the back of his head, "Err... Are you alright?" he asks, curious.
"N-nono.. I mean YES!... I-I'm sorry, I'm just not used to talking to someone so famous..."
Reima leans his head to the side, "Famous? I get most of you guys know me, but I suspect you're talking about something else..."
"Y-you mean you don't know!?!" she quickly asks.
...
Reima "No, explain it to me." he states, wishing to find out what's the big deal.
"I saw you on T.V! Mettaton News talks about you constantly! Especially after you saved two thousand Elves from a dying world... I REALLY ADMIRE YOU!" she exclaims.
"What in te' fok are ye, running your gums about?" Zoltan asks, walking through the doors behind the receptionist.
"Ah, apologies boss but I was-"
Zoltan "Reima! How're you lad? Been busy? Bein' King an all I betcha are!" he says happily, walking over and jumping to clap Reima on his shoulder, their height disparity being too much.
Reima nods, "I'm good... And yeah, been so busy I've apparently missed Television being created, as well as my face being plastered all over it..." he mutters.
Zoltan laughs, "Hahahaha! Those little boxes are magic aren't they! Though, I could do with seeing your mug a little less, it's as if the only thing they have on it is Dandelion, that Robot Mettaton, and you!"
Reima nods, "That reminds me, I've gotta get Dandelion his "Cabaret" built... But, enough of that... We're here to talk business aren't we?"
Zoltan nods, "Aye, we can have drinks and talk drivel later... Follow me." he says, gesturing Reima to follow.
The receptionist squeaks as Reima nods at her, causing him to shake his head.
Reima is led into an office relatively devoid of finery, the only real thing of note is the glass case absolutely filled with many different kinds of alcohol, some being monster made, homebrewed, and even some from Earth like Smirnoff are sitting there.
They both sit on either side of a sturdy desk and Zoltan pulls out some papers, "I have to say Reima, I'm having difficulties doing even the most basic things..." he mutters.
Reima "Why's that?"
Reima nods, "Being self-sufficient was one of the goals I had when making this place..."
Zoltan "That's where the problem is Reima! A trade company can't trade if there's no demand!"
Reima "Then, what do you want me to do about it? I'm not about to arbitrarily lower the quantity of something to force people to use your services." he says, not wishing to start using his power like that.
Zoltan scratches his beard, "Aye, fortunately I've got a few ideas on what this city lacks... You've got farms that allow you to grow any kind of crop, but, you lack specific crops... That's where I come in, acquirin' the exotic seeds to expand the variety of the produce of the city."
Reima slowly nods, "That sound interesting, I'd be willing to personally pay you for it aswell, seeing as it'd only be benefiting the city... But, what'll you do after you've acquired all of the plants?"
Zoltan grins, "The mountains around Ichor are thick with Iron, Copper and other common metals... But, it lacks some of the rarer kinds, I'll be trading for ores and such.
Reima grins, "Maybe... Maybe you could acquire trade deal for a metal I've been wanting to experiment with for a while now..."
Zoltan raises a brow at him, "What metal are ye' referrin' to?" he asks curious.
Reima "Dimeritium, I heard Kovir and Povis are the main producers of it for some reason, as long as Radovid keeps his nose out of our business it should be easy to acquire some... Especially with the unique products we can trade for it."
Zoltan nods, "It's possible... That's also another thing I needed to talk to ye' about, the kinds of goods you'll allow me to distribute outside Ichor... Supply decides to value, so trading a small amount of a unique material like, say, that Acromentula Silk, would keep its price about even pure gold! That stuff is as hard as steel and soft as silk, I personally know many who'd sell their kin for such a thing!"
Reima nods, "No technology will leave Ichor at all, you've seen television already, now imagine what we could make if given a couple of years or centuries... The weapons we could make would literally destroy the world, so, all preparations need to be made to prevent that from happening. Aside from that, I'll give you permission to sell a few different kinds of potions. I suspect the Breast Enlargement potion will be the most sought after... But maybe the healing ones would trump it?" he says with a shrug.
Zoltan "Ye, I've had a chat with Ole'Vesemir and the young'in Quelina, some of the potions they're makin' would make Kingdoms bend the knee to purchase.
Reima nods, "Other than that, only sell specific weapons that don't contain Titanite... It's a finite resource due to the world it comes from being destroyed, so, I'd rather keep it with us. But other than that go nuts." he says.
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A day later Reima was meeting with Zoltan, his trade company being finally completed and ready to begin a business relationship with Kaedwen.
Reima looks up at the large stone warehouse plated in gold, then down at the two fine, heavy wooden doors. He shrugs and pushes his way through, spotting a Monster receptionist, some kind of Bunny girl?...
"Hel-HELLO!" she exclaims in fright.
Reima scratches the back of his head, "Err... Are you alright?" he asks, curious.
"N-nono.. I mean YES!... I-I'm sorry, I'm just not used to talking to someone so famous..."
Reima leans his head to the side, "Famous? I get most of you guys know me, but I suspect you're talking about something else..."
"Y-you mean you don't know!?!" she quickly asks.
...
Reima "No, explain it to me." he states, wishing to find out what's the big deal.
"I saw you on T.V! Mettaton News talks about you constantly! Especially after you saved two thousand Elves from a dying world... I REALLY ADMIRE YOU!" she exclaims.
"What in te' fok are ye, running your gums about?" Zoltan asks, walking through the doors behind the receptionist.
"Ah, apologies boss but I was-"
Zoltan "Reima! How're you lad? Been busy? Bein' King an all I betcha are!" he says happily, walking over and jumping to clap Reima on his shoulder, their height disparity being too much.
Reima nods, "I'm good... And yeah, been so busy I've apparently missed Television being created, as well as my face being plastered all over it..." he mutters.
Zoltan laughs, "Hahahaha! Those little boxes are magic aren't they! Though, I could do with seeing your mug a little less, it's as if the only thing they have on it is Dandelion, that Robot Mettaton, and you!"
Reima nods, "That reminds me, I've gotta get Dandelion his "Cabaret" built... But, enough of that... We're here to talk business aren't we?"
Zoltan nods, "Aye, we can have drinks and talk drivel later... Follow me." he says, gesturing Reima to follow.
The receptionist squeaks as Reima nods at her, causing him to shake his head.
Reima is led into an office relatively devoid of finery, the only real thing of note is the glass case absolutely filled with many different kinds of alcohol, some being monster made, homebrewed, and even some from Earth like Smirnoff are sitting there.
They both sit on either side of a sturdy desk and Zoltan pulls out some papers, "I have to say Reima, I'm having difficulties doing even the most basic things..." he mutters.
Reima "Why's that?"
Reima nods, "Being self-sufficient was one of the goals I had when making this place..."
Zoltan "That's where the problem is Reima! A trade company can't trade if there's no demand!"
Reima "Then, what do you want me to do about it? I'm not about to arbitrarily lower the quantity of something to force people to use your services." he says, not wishing to start using his power like that.
Zoltan scratches his beard, "Aye, fortunately I've got a few ideas on what this city lacks... You've got farms that allow you to grow any kind of crop, but, you lack specific crops... That's where I come in, acquirin' the exotic seeds to expand the variety of the produce of the city."
Reima slowly nods, "That sound interesting, I'd be willing to personally pay you for it aswell, seeing as it'd only be benefiting the city... But, what'll you do after you've acquired all of the plants?"
Zoltan grins, "The mountains around Ichor are thick with Iron, Copper and other common metals... But, it lacks some of the rarer kinds, I'll be trading for ores and such.
Reima grins, "Maybe... Maybe you could acquire trade deal for a metal I've been wanting to experiment with for a while now..."
Zoltan raises a brow at him, "What metal are ye' referrin' to?" he asks curious.
Reima "Dimeritium, I heard Kovir and Povis are the main producers of it for some reason, as long as Radovid keeps his nose out of our business it should be easy to acquire some... Especially with the unique products we can trade for it."
Zoltan nods, "It's possible... That's also another thing I needed to talk to ye' about, the kinds of goods you'll allow me to distribute outside Ichor... Supply decides to value, so trading a small amount of a unique material like, say, that Acromentula Silk, would keep its price about even pure gold! That stuff is as hard as steel and soft as silk, I personally know many who'd sell their kin for such a thing!"
Reima nods, "No technology will leave Ichor at all, you've seen television already, now imagine what we could make if given a couple of years or centuries... The weapons we could make would literally destroy the world, so, all preparations need to be made to prevent that from happening. Aside from that, I'll give you permission to sell a few different kinds of potions. I suspect the Breast Enlargement potion will be the most sought after... But maybe the healing ones would trump it?" he says with a shrug.
Zoltan "Ye, I've had a chat with Ole'Vesemir and the young'in Quelina, some of the potions they're makin' would make Kingdoms bend the knee to purchase.
Reima nods, "Other than that, only sell specific weapons that don't contain Titanite... It's a finite resource due to the world it comes from being destroyed, so, I'd rather keep it with us. But other than that go nuts." he says.
A day later Reima was meeting with Zoltan, his trade company being finally completed and ready to begin a business relationship with Kaedwen.Reima looks up at the large stone warehouse plated in gold, then down at the two fine, heavy wooden doors. He shrugs and pushes his way through, spotting a Monster receptionist, some kind of Bunny girl?..."Hel-HELLO!" she exclaims in fright.Reima scratches the back of his head, "Err... Are you alright?" he asks, curious."N-nono.. I mean YES!... I-I'm sorry, I'm just not used to talking to someone so famous..."Reima leans his head to the side, "Famous? I get most of you guys know me, but I suspect you're talking about something else...""Y-you mean you don't know!?!" she quickly asks....Reima "No, explain it to me." he states, wishing to find out what's the big deal."I saw you on T.V! Mettaton News talks about you constantly! Especially after you saved two thousand Elves from a dying world... I REALLY ADMIRE YOU!" she exclaims."What in te' fok are ye, running your gums about?" Zoltan asks, walking through the doors behind the receptionist."Ah, apologies boss but I was-"Zoltan "Reima! How're you lad? Been busy? Bein' King an all I betcha are!" he says happily, walking over and jumping to clap Reima on his shoulder, their height disparity being too much.Reima nods, "I'm good... And yeah, been so busy I've apparently missed Television being created, as well as my face being plastered all over it..." he mutters.Zoltan laughs, "Hahahaha! Those little boxes are magic aren't they! Though, I could do with seeing your mug a little less, it's as if the only thing they have on it is Dandelion, that Robot Mettaton, and you!"Reima nods, "That reminds me, I've gotta get Dandelion his "Cabaret" built... But, enough of that... We're here to talk business aren't we?"Zoltan nods, "Aye, we can have drinks and talk drivel later... Follow me." he says, gesturing Reima to follow.The receptionist squeaks as Reima nods at her, causing him to shake his head.Reima is led into an office relatively devoid of finery, the only real thing of note is the glass case absolutely filled with many different kinds of alcohol, some being monster made, homebrewed, and even some from Earth like Smirnoff are sitting there.They both sit on either side of a sturdy desk and Zoltan pulls out some papers, "I have to say Reima, I'm having difficulties doing even the most basic things..." he mutters.Reima "Why's that?"Reima nods, "Being self-sufficient was one of the goals I had when making this place..."Zoltan "That's where the problem is Reima! A trade company can't trade if there's no demand!"Reima "Then, what do you want me to do about it? I'm not about to arbitrarily lower the quantity of something to force people to use your services." he says, not wishing to start using his power like that.Zoltan scratches his beard, "Aye, fortunately I've got a few ideas on what this city lacks... You've got farms that allow you to grow any kind of crop, but, you lack specific crops... That's where I come in, acquirin' the exotic seeds to expand the variety of the produce of the city."Reima slowly nods, "That sound interesting, I'd be willing to personally pay you for it aswell, seeing as it'd only be benefiting the city... But, what'll you do after you've acquired all of the plants?"Zoltan grins, "The mountains around Ichor are thick with Iron, Copper and other common metals... But, it lacks some of the rarer kinds, I'll be trading for ores and such.Reima grins, "Maybe... Maybe you could acquire trade deal for a metal I've been wanting to experiment with for a while now..."Zoltan raises a brow at him, "What metal are ye' referrin' to?" he asks curious.Reima "Dimeritium, I heard Kovir and Povis are the main producers of it for some reason, as long as Radovid keeps his nose out of our business it should be easy to acquire some... Especially with the unique products we can trade for it."Zoltan nods, "It's possible... That's also another thing I needed to talk to ye' about, the kinds of goods you'll allow me to distribute outside Ichor... Supply decides to value, so trading a small amount of a unique material like, say, that Acromentula Silk, would keep its price about even pure gold! That stuff is as hard as steel and soft as silk, I personally know many who'd sell their kin for such a thing!"Reima nods, "No technology will leave Ichor at all, you've seen television already, now imagine what we could make if given a couple of years or centuries... The weapons we could make would literally destroy the world, so, all preparations need to be made to prevent that from happening. Aside from that, I'll give you permission to sell a few different kinds of potions. I suspect the Breast Enlargement potion will be the most sought after... But maybe the healing ones would trump it?" he says with a shrug.Zoltan "Ye, I've had a chat with Ole'Vesemir and the young'in Quelina, some of the potions they're makin' would make Kingdoms bend the knee to purchase.Reima nods, "Other than that, only sell specific weapons that don't contain Titanite... It's a finite resource due to the world it comes from being destroyed, so, I'd rather keep it with us. But other than that go nuts." he says.
