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Writers: Chelle
Date Posted: 22nd January 2015

Characters: Relik
Description: The Seacraft Hall at Sunstone is now officially open!
Location: Seacraft Hall
Date: month 11, day 18 of Turn 7
Notes: Mentioned: Kaphrad, Aini, Uegot, Bryvin, Xeladrie; Control Post


The morning had come. Relik kissed his wife and then left her to deal with
the children and their issues while he went to see how his folk were faring.
Of course Aini was in charge of the food, lodgings, and other things to be
seen to within the Hall that their guests were expecting. The Dockmaster was
handling the boats coming in for transport as well as their unloading and
disembarking. All the same, there were some guests who had come overland or
even by dragon. They'd had to figure out a landing space for the winged beasts
but they had cleared a field that could also serve as a gather square sometime.

He was in a good mood. The exhibition of the new steamship was Kaphrad's
responsibility and they had been up the night before checking on the vessel
and its workings. This would be a short show and then folks could buy
a ticket for the ship's maiden voyage to be undertaken later in the month
after they stocked it. It would be making a trip cross-continent to carry
mail and other things. With the bad weather, most of the other ships wouldn't
be able to sail very quickly in their area.

As time went on, people began to arrive. Dignitaries had been invited as
well as local residents. All of the construction was finished and the Hall
gleamed. The Lord and his Lady were expected as well as someone from the
Dolphin Hall. Wondering just how many would be attracted, Relik hoped for
future commissions. They needed to get people excited and in turn, create
a demand for their new invention. People would no longer be at the mercy
of the wind. They could travel faster. It would drive the demand for coal
as well which could well make him famous in the North where they had cromcoal.

Dressing himself in his office, he went outside where they had set up a
podium. Inspecting the area and looking out at the beautiful day, he smiled
again. He was proud of his Hall and what he had accomplished. He hoped that
this event would show the Hold that he meant what he said and he would
provide them trained crafters. He would also provide new and innovative ways
to better the craft. Kaphrad would see to that with his ideas. Marks would
come.

His eyes rested on Uegot and his family. The children looked happy. **Good,
let them enjoy the day.** Children like them would be the future. And Pern's
sailors would need a future especially in a Pass. He could give it to them.
His body turned in the other direction and he started to walk back up the
hill to the watchtower. The men were up there, ready to signal should there
be need. The drums were also there and Relik went to pick up the drum
messages, reading them. The boats were on time. The harpers were coming.
**Good, I need to talk to him about getting one assigned here. We have
enough children on premises now that it will be necessary. And an
archivist.**

The smiths would be coming as well to see how their engine performed. If it
did well enough, Relik would need to keep a few of them around. Then again,
one or two smiths were always necessary for any shipbuilding operation. He
had one, but wanted another. Could he lure another to contract? Scratching
his head, he nodded to the men on watch and then walked back down and into
the Hall.

"Midira! Are you ready yet?" He wanted food.

Last updated on the February 10th 2015


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