Elthas_Belthasar
07-25-14, 08:35 PM
(Note: Elthas is now the leader of The Trading Company. Closed to Otto.)
Elthas suddenly knew what he had to do.
As the new leader of The Trading Company, he needed to influence a large group of people as quickly as possible. There was no better way than to join The Corone Armed Forces as an ally. Elthas knew he needed to enlist Otto Bastum's help for the project. He would go through proper channels and training processes in order to become a skilled member of the outfit. The idea hit him one Tuesday night, about the sixth hour of the evening. It was roughly fifteen minutes in, and Elthas had been working on the final transitional process from when Invetisto gave control of The Trading Company to Elthas. Going over various documents that were part of the legal process, Elthas finsihed up his work and stretched. He was tired. He had not slept a good night's sleep since he became the new leader of The Trading Company.
Elthas looked around his personal office. It was an artist's office through and through, the stylish red stained oak desk was sturdy and well structured. On his desk was a clutter of various items and personal object. Those would be organized later on. As he stretched his eyes glanced at the documentation on his table. It was complex legal transactions that had to do with the housing of Trading Company workers, and their payments. Everybody in The Trading Company was treated fairly and given a fair pay. Elthas had always fancied himself a fair minded person, and he would retain those values despite being the new leader. Once simply just an officer of The Trading Company, Elthas knew that the transition meant he would have to change some of his own views about himself. He was now a LEADER and would have to make decisions that would affect The Trading Company as a whole.
First, he needed to summon Otto Bastum. That was the first order of business. He and Otto had unfinished matters to discuss and develop upon from the last time they spoke and and worked together. Elthas hoped that Otto was still nearby in the area of Corone proper. He figured calling for Otto through more "proper channels" shouldn't be that difficult a task. Feeling the comfortable leather of his chair, he slid the heavy object back a bit. Then he stood up and walked over towards one of the many book cases. The object he was after was a simple parchment paper where he could scribble a few notes for Otto to read. It was The Trading Company matters, so the guild's emblem would be candle wax pressed on the simple envelope. Once that was done, Elthas looked about his room again. He needed to call for Otto one more time. He wanted to work alongside the Orc again. A part of Elthas missed the blacksmith Orc, and he was hoping the letter would find Otto still in the small The Trading Company township. It was a few buildings that consisted of a fully outfitted residential area, and company buildings like a forge. Elthas worked out of the forge often and made various items for The Trading Company, usually with his people's signature aesthetics.
Elthas carefully gathered his belongings. The final two items he'd grabbed was a leather trench coat, and his fancy fedora hat. The fedora hat had a light brown hide colour to it. Elthas wore a suit cut in the standard Radasanthian style. He'd long ago discarded the dress code of his people and adopted the fashions of The Humes. (Humans) He adjusted his simple black tie, and placed his arms within his trench coat. Lastly, he grabbed a pair of leather gloves, adjusting the straps so they had a comfortable feel around his wrists. Elthas knew where he would find Otto. It would likely be working the company forge as always. He fixed his hat so that it had a slight angle and was tipped so that a shadow fell across his handsome face.
Judging from the dream he'd had that evening, he knew what he had to do next. He COULD have easily made it a The Trading Company law. But, he did not want to come off as a dictator to his fellow work force, instead, he decided that the dream he'd had was part of HIS OWN destiny. He would of course follow the correct channels that Otto represented. He left his elegant house, leaving the door open. His workers were allowed to enter and leave the house at will. Elthas walked with a confident step, he was a leader after all. His leather trench coat adjusting itself with every movement he made. He knew the layout of the town by heart. He could walk it's entire length by heart with his eyes closed. At that precise moment, his eyes were opened and they stared sharply ahead. Various The Trading Company workers were outside on the streets, completing their errands of the work day. Roughly fifty people lived in the small township proper. All were connected to The Trading Company in some way.
Elthas knew that Invetisto preferred the unexplored regions of Althanas. They'd worked to develop a lot of influence in the outlands areas of Althanas. Elthas walked over towards the forge and his sharp ears picked up the sound of men and women working the anvils of the forge areas. Blacksmithing was as much a science as it was an art form. A lot of knowledge went into the skillful crafting of the forge. Elthas had grown to love and respect it all. As he made his way to the forge area, he noticed the distinct temperature change as things got hotter. The old furnace gave off tremendous heat and a lot of steam flowed upwards from the single chimney. Elthas knew that a large part of the blackmsithing process had to do with refining the ore found in the many mines of Corone into ingots. From there one could work the refined metal. Elthas took a deep breath, and then prepared to find Otto. He hoped the kind Orc was still in town...
Elthas suddenly knew what he had to do.
As the new leader of The Trading Company, he needed to influence a large group of people as quickly as possible. There was no better way than to join The Corone Armed Forces as an ally. Elthas knew he needed to enlist Otto Bastum's help for the project. He would go through proper channels and training processes in order to become a skilled member of the outfit. The idea hit him one Tuesday night, about the sixth hour of the evening. It was roughly fifteen minutes in, and Elthas had been working on the final transitional process from when Invetisto gave control of The Trading Company to Elthas. Going over various documents that were part of the legal process, Elthas finsihed up his work and stretched. He was tired. He had not slept a good night's sleep since he became the new leader of The Trading Company.
Elthas looked around his personal office. It was an artist's office through and through, the stylish red stained oak desk was sturdy and well structured. On his desk was a clutter of various items and personal object. Those would be organized later on. As he stretched his eyes glanced at the documentation on his table. It was complex legal transactions that had to do with the housing of Trading Company workers, and their payments. Everybody in The Trading Company was treated fairly and given a fair pay. Elthas had always fancied himself a fair minded person, and he would retain those values despite being the new leader. Once simply just an officer of The Trading Company, Elthas knew that the transition meant he would have to change some of his own views about himself. He was now a LEADER and would have to make decisions that would affect The Trading Company as a whole.
First, he needed to summon Otto Bastum. That was the first order of business. He and Otto had unfinished matters to discuss and develop upon from the last time they spoke and and worked together. Elthas hoped that Otto was still nearby in the area of Corone proper. He figured calling for Otto through more "proper channels" shouldn't be that difficult a task. Feeling the comfortable leather of his chair, he slid the heavy object back a bit. Then he stood up and walked over towards one of the many book cases. The object he was after was a simple parchment paper where he could scribble a few notes for Otto to read. It was The Trading Company matters, so the guild's emblem would be candle wax pressed on the simple envelope. Once that was done, Elthas looked about his room again. He needed to call for Otto one more time. He wanted to work alongside the Orc again. A part of Elthas missed the blacksmith Orc, and he was hoping the letter would find Otto still in the small The Trading Company township. It was a few buildings that consisted of a fully outfitted residential area, and company buildings like a forge. Elthas worked out of the forge often and made various items for The Trading Company, usually with his people's signature aesthetics.
Elthas carefully gathered his belongings. The final two items he'd grabbed was a leather trench coat, and his fancy fedora hat. The fedora hat had a light brown hide colour to it. Elthas wore a suit cut in the standard Radasanthian style. He'd long ago discarded the dress code of his people and adopted the fashions of The Humes. (Humans) He adjusted his simple black tie, and placed his arms within his trench coat. Lastly, he grabbed a pair of leather gloves, adjusting the straps so they had a comfortable feel around his wrists. Elthas knew where he would find Otto. It would likely be working the company forge as always. He fixed his hat so that it had a slight angle and was tipped so that a shadow fell across his handsome face.
Judging from the dream he'd had that evening, he knew what he had to do next. He COULD have easily made it a The Trading Company law. But, he did not want to come off as a dictator to his fellow work force, instead, he decided that the dream he'd had was part of HIS OWN destiny. He would of course follow the correct channels that Otto represented. He left his elegant house, leaving the door open. His workers were allowed to enter and leave the house at will. Elthas walked with a confident step, he was a leader after all. His leather trench coat adjusting itself with every movement he made. He knew the layout of the town by heart. He could walk it's entire length by heart with his eyes closed. At that precise moment, his eyes were opened and they stared sharply ahead. Various The Trading Company workers were outside on the streets, completing their errands of the work day. Roughly fifty people lived in the small township proper. All were connected to The Trading Company in some way.
Elthas knew that Invetisto preferred the unexplored regions of Althanas. They'd worked to develop a lot of influence in the outlands areas of Althanas. Elthas walked over towards the forge and his sharp ears picked up the sound of men and women working the anvils of the forge areas. Blacksmithing was as much a science as it was an art form. A lot of knowledge went into the skillful crafting of the forge. Elthas had grown to love and respect it all. As he made his way to the forge area, he noticed the distinct temperature change as things got hotter. The old furnace gave off tremendous heat and a lot of steam flowed upwards from the single chimney. Elthas knew that a large part of the blackmsithing process had to do with refining the ore found in the many mines of Corone into ingots. From there one could work the refined metal. Elthas took a deep breath, and then prepared to find Otto. He hoped the kind Orc was still in town...