Frostbound

Vulwin

The work to build up the local chapter of the Emporium was done swiftly and efficiently like no other. His grouping of guards, some of the best they had available for the trip, proved its worth.

The instructions to 'not make it ugly' and 'don't use any weird colors' were rather humorous. The Emporium used the same layout and materials in every store they built, the only difference in the quality.

Higher-tier building materials on high-tier, important planets and lower-tier, cheaper materials on less important planets.

That schema didn't really work here, though, as being a foothold in the newly integrated planets would set it firmly in the important pile, but with the restrictions, there wasn't a way to get the materials needed to make the masterpiece Emporium that fit its designation.

Even if they somehow got the materials, they didn't have a Builder good enough to use them.

So it was with only a small amount of disappointment that Vulwin gazed over his new domain, made of high E-rank stone and ice. It was worse than the stores he was used to, but the fact it was his more than made up for it.

His eyes roved up and down the street looking over all the nearby shops and the like. The architecture here was unlike anything he'd ever seen. Not that he hadn't seen stone and wooden buildings before, but not in the exact style and certainly not in such quantity.

Frost Elves never used so much stone in their settlements. The cities of his home world matched what many other Elf races created. More grown, than constructed, from the forest they called home.

Vulwin smiled at the memory of the Boreal Forest of his home in remembrance. It was decades ago he'd last visited, but he still remembered it clearly. None of the cities of his home, which was so dominated by elves, matched what he was seeing now in Frostheim.

Both Jekas and Rangrick felt similar to him. Dwarves rarely, if ever, built above ground and Gnomes wouldn't have created something so... rustic. Or as large. Vulwin's guards were the most at home, but even they claimed it was different from what they were used to.

Comparing it strictly to other Human styles Vulwin knew didn't match either, as it was far from the tent camps Arctic Barbarians so liked. Where they called domes of fur home. He'd never been to a solely Human city before and only had the Barbarian Tribes he'd seen before to compare.