Chapter 1132: Choose A Forge
Sapphire gave a very undignified giggle as she read the short poem about handsomeness and virility that someone, most likely Loros, had written on the Commander Rank charm bracelet that she had seen.
The primary function was personal grooming, and cleaning clothes. But the little poem gave a small bonus to the wearer’s attractiveness and strength.
Read in Dwarven, it said [Only the most rugged and Manly know the value of cleanliness], but in Runic it was basically gibberish about strong arms and beards.
It had started as a joke by Karl, doublespeak that had a meaning in both Runic for function, and Ancient Dwarven for poetry, but the Dragon hadn’t realized that other than herself, Karl was the only one present who spoke the language fluently.
"Ah, I get it now. I wonder if it works in Draconic?" Sapphire pondered, then walked off to sit at another table and work on a bracelet.
The dwarves chuckled, and Karl shrugged. "Blue Dragons get like that with new knowledge. Give her a chance to test her theory and she will come finish her conversation with you.
But on to important topics. I see that we have a Totem and a lot of Overlords. Are you all part of the same Guild or group? I don’t see a system tag for an organization."
Hassan shook his head. "No, we all research together, but we’re not part of any sort of formal organization."
"That’s a good thing, I think. If you’re part of another group, it’s a separation level between the crafters and the sales of the products. If you were going to be learning here, and working here to make products, but there was someone in the middle looking for a cut of your income, we would have to adjust the deal so that you wouldn’t end up broke." Karl explained.