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Fantasy Soda and Potions: A Story of Fantasy Rivalry

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Soda and Potions: A Story of Fantasy Rivalry


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Mr Xexion giggled with glee as the money was send out to all those who had applied for the Soda Rush. He was happy that there were so many that wished to make their way in this new and exciting fad within the Realm of Rodaxear.


Sure, many of those that applied for the 1000 gold will have their businesses be too much and crumble and fail, especially as there were some absolute tough customers out there that wanted to try their hand in the matter.


But he was sure that some would clearly rise to the top and prove to create a business that will last the ages.


As a lich, he had all the time in the world to see how all of these bubbling and petty squabbles would pay off, to see those among them to squabble to the top and for there to be a new order of things in the burgeoning world of Soda and Potions.


Valley Gorge

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Eridium Bubblers Co.


The Valley was all a flutter with activity. The new small factory had just finished construction and now Eridium Bubblers Co was searching for employees. There were many Orcs and Humans in the area that wanted to find new work, especially with the recent collapse of a nearby mine that was the source of labor for many.


Orcs and Humans lined up for miles to apply for the positions, but for this small business, only 25 were hired: 20 Human Workers and 5 Orc Guards. With the promise of more being hired in the future.


The people of Valley Gorge were a rough and tumble people and it seemed that the new Soda Company owner that set up shop in their backyard would be fitting right in, having been the daughter of a Renowned Adventurer. (Bonus Dealing with Adventurers).


While setting up shop, she had discovered the Dior Mushrooms, her own personal ingredient to get her started with making her sodas. It had a thick, Umami, savory flavor that could be used to make a drink that could appeal to Orcs and hearty Humans who work long hours in back breaking labor. (Bonus to Local Sales)


As the only factory in Valley Gorge, it would be relatively easy for them to corner the Local Market and eventually make it more difficult for other companies to gain a foothold.


ClockWork City


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Burlsi.


Clockwork City never slept. It was physically impossible for it to. People were always moving to and fro at all hours of every day. Day shifts, Night Shifts, in between shifts, extra shifts. There was always something or someone moving at all times in the land that was originally built by Goblins.


Of course now it was more of a hodgepodge of various races that made this land their home. But it took a special kind of individual to keep up with all the constant changes and the fluctuations in the flow of Coin.


It was a land where fortunes could be both made and lost in the span of a single day. It was a place that was ever in flux. New things were being built, while old things were being torn down.


Everyone needed to keep moving in Clockwork City.


And on this day, the small factory of Denk Nachkams of Burlsi was completed. It was to be a grand project of Goblin Ingenuity and Pride. Soon enough to have a large corporation that would fling to the far corners of the Realm with his new ingredient, Beetle Bark. It was bark that looked similar in coloring to beetles, hence the name, but possessed an earthy, and almost sweet taste. It would certainly perform well in a constantly moving location such as Clockwork City. (Bonus to Local Sales)


From the hiring process, it looks like Denk ended up with Workers: 30 Goblin Workers, 10 Human Workers, 5 Orc Workers, and 5 Elf Workers.

Guards: 2 Human Guards, 2 Orc Guards, 2 Goblin Guards


As the only factory that exists within Clockwork City, it will help give an early foothold. Though a place that is bustling as this, will be unable to keep other sodas out entirely.


Minosa


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Reginald’s Private Reserve


The Coasts of Minosa were a place of warmth, comfort, and relaxation. As such, it was a strange, but not unwelcome site to see the construction of a small Factory in the very port town.


Of course, opening up a business in the port town made sense to everyone present. After all, you had access to the Port for distribution (Bonus to supply for other regions), and it brought in people from all over the Region. So you often could take advantage of greater word of mouth. (Bonus to Positive Events)


Reginald negotiated with the local mermaids and acquired the location of an ingredient that would help give people lots of energy and keep them focused on multiple tasks at once. The mermaids said that they used it when they needed to get everything ready for the holidays. Otherwise they were a very laid back people.


A call was put out once the factory was built, for employees. It was heard that the owner was a powerful mage that treated everyone equally. There were however rumors that the mage experimented on people for his own pleasure. (Bonus in Negative Events)


But people of all different shapes, ages and genders flocked to his factory. Workers: 2 Gelatinous Cube Workers, 3 Kobold Workers, 2 Orc Workers, 3 Human Workers, 2 Goblin Workers, 3 Skeleton Workers, 5 Mermaid Workers

Guards: 6 Mermaid Guards


People were very happy by the diversity of the hiring of this company and could lead to greater employee actions inside and outside the factory.


Both Fish Oil and the Holy Powder were ingredients that were popular with the locals. That along with being the only factory in the area, will help with local sales. (Bonus to Local Sales)


However, due to the docks, it will be difficult to keep a complete stranglehold on the soda business in Minosa. Though at present, the people will love the available flavors.


The Dead Lands

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The Dead Lands, a place of Fallen Empires and hordes of Bones. Within its territories, countless small Empires and Kingdoms exist within its borders. No two locations within the Dead Lands follow the same doctrine or even the same grievances. It is a place of differences. Some exist within the past with older ways and thoughts, while others look towards the future.


The main thing that unites them, is that they are all intelligent undead. But they all have different views on what that means. Mainly depending on what the values of their Empire or Kingdom had been.


The one thing that most undead can agree on, however, is that they will use their time. They love to party and spend their unlife getting to do the things that they never got the chance to do in life.


Mano y Mano PopnDrops


The small factory finished its construction. Many had gathered around it as it was being built as word had spread that the Great Sternum Manovicco was to be the owner of this factory.


People knew of how great of an alchemist he had been until his untimely death. But now that he had joined the legions of the Boney Hordes, many flocked to him.


Word Quickly Spread that Sternum was ONLY hiring Undead and not any other races. Some people were discouraged by this. (Negative Bonus to Sales in Other Nations) But Great Pride was swelling in the land of Skeletons. After all, he supported their cause. It would be made By Undead, For Undead! (Positive Bonus to Local Sales).


Workers: 20 Skeleton Workers

Guards: 6 Skeleton Guards


While his bony boys were searching around, they came across the A large Tree Growing in a secret Valley of The Dead Lands. They took the Root of The Elder Tree, and knew that it would be a great ingredient for a Soda Company as it tasted sweet with a hint of tartness.


However, they were not alone in believing that The Dead Lands would be a Great Place to set up shop. A rival was also setting their sights within this place.


Devilishly Fine Soda and Potions


Another small factory popped up within the Dead Lands. An unknown figure was behind its construction. They only had the name: Trilroxan. It seemed that this figure was wanting all types of races. There was not a limit such as the other factory. As such, more people were willing to apply for jobs at this factory. (First 6 New Employees can be hired at Half Cost)


Worker: 2 Kobold Workers, 2 Human Workers, 2 Orc Workers, 2 Goblin Workers, 2 Skeleton Workers

Guards: 2 Kobold Guards, 2 Human Guards, 2 Skeleton Guards


The Dead Lands can be a harsh place for the uninitiated and due to its very nature, not many ingredients can be found there. The Demon’s employees managed to discover a grove of trees on which was a strange white berry that grows within a hidden cave that has enough exposure to light for them to grow. They were thought to be the last purity left in the Dead Lands and were named Pure White Berries.


The Pure White Berries tasted almost sickeningly sweet. It seems to have a good effect on Arthritis, High Blood Pressure and Infertility. Certainly an up and coming Demon can find a use for such an ingredient.


University of SpellHard


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Wicked Brew


The University of SpellHard was a true institution of Learning. So much so that it became a large governing body that it finally emerged as its own nation comparable to others. That did not stop people from many nations of the Realm, sending their children there to learn. It in fact, made it all the more premiere.


Here was a nation that was open to all as long as they worked and studied hard, and paid their proper tuition, of course. There were many scholarships that one could apply for, to cover costs and as a whole, it functioned very well.


This new soda craze led to a most interesting trend.


Within Spellhard, two competing soda companies emerged, the first of which was Wicked Brew.


It was well known that it was the reclusive Gold Dragon that started it. Rumors abound that he used up all of his wealth after an accident. But also rumors abound that it as possible as an employee to get to learn magic from him. Something that no one has been able to do in many, many years. (Happiness Boost even at Lower Pay)


He has transformed his own home and offices into a small, but serviceable factory with the finest tools that a Dragon Horde could afford.


Many lined up to join his new company, but the Dragon was selective. And this is who was hired.


Workers: 2 Human Workers, 3 Elf Workers, 2 Wizard Interns (1 Human, 1 Elf)


Guards: 4 Kobald Guards, 2 Human Guard


In his travels for an ingredient, Auridrex managed to discover a useful one within a Forgotten portion of the University. A Greenhouse contained a plant with a red fruit known as Dragon’s Breath. It was an extremely spicy Fruit and would certainly go well for both Students and Orcs. (Bonus to Local Sales)


However, a rival organization set up shop on University Grounds.


Duster Energy


The Branding, Beautiful Harpy Women to University Folks. It certainly seemed like a match made in heaven for this new company springing up with a small factory within the nation of SpellHard.


They certainly have the cornered market based on the mascot alone. (Bonus to Local Sales)


Tonne clearly already spent a lot of money to get access to a prime location within the University. Not only will they be able to get good workers, but their target audience is walking all around the campus.


They were picky in the hiring process, bringing in mostly workers from Clockwork City, Goblins and Humans.



Workers: 10 Human Workers, 10 Goblin Workers, 2 Wizard Interns (1 Goblin, 1 Human)


Guards: 6 Harpies


Tonne’s people managed to discover a hidden lake where they were able to get full access to Dark Clams. They were a very salty ingredient.


The Churchocracy of Oupital


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Mist Bubbles Sodas & Teas LLC


Humans were the top of the food chain in this nation. There was not a place where Humans were anywhere but the top in the Churchocracy. It was a dark place for those not born of human descent.


The Inquisitors and Red Priests made sure that all went according to the Tenants of the Land. The major of which being that humans were in charge.


It was not a death sentence for other races to exist within this nation, but it was akin at best to being a second class citizen.


Humans got the best of everything and all the other races in descending order of humanness received the leftovers.


Magic was also a topic of the day, but the wrong type of magic could get you turned over to the Inquisitors and the Red Priests.


Siu was given a building that was converted into a small factory that was to be kept under the watchful eyes of the Inquisitors and Red Priest.


Before they would arrive, the small factory was replaced by a similarly sized Mimic. To all, it looked like a normal building, just with additional strange creaks and noises. (Increased Defenses against attacks and spies)


Humans wanted to get in on the action and joined, though some were replaced by mimics afterwards.


Workers: 10 Mimic Workers, 10 Human Workers


Guards: 6 Human Guards, 5 Inquisitors, 1 Red Priest


Siu believed that there was a clue to his past in this Churchocracy and while out searching, managed to discover a strange tree underneath the factory. He named the strange black leaf from the Tree, The Leaf of the Harbinger. It tasted bitter, but that might appeal to those of the Church. (Bonus to Local Sales)


But he was not alone in having the idea to set up shop in the Churchocracy.


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A large factory had been signed off on. It was to be the start of a large government based Soda Corporation. However, there was a strange accident that resulted in all of the employees, guards and owner killed by a large sized Gelatinous Cube.


While the Churchocracy was going to be sending in Adventurers, so as to not risk the lives of their own soldiers on something so dangerous, there were rumors of the plant becoming operational.


That a product was going to be released. Under normal circumstances, the building and all who reside within would be purged, but the leaders of the Churchocracy had invested much money in the original premise and as such, they were willing to give the current residents a chance.


The Usual Cadre of Inquisitors along with a Red Priest were sent in to keep a watch on how it was all to proceed.


All were announced welcome, but many kept their distances away for now.


Workers: 3 Gelatinous Cube Workers, 2 Human Workers


Guard: 6 Human Guards, 5 Inquisitors, 1 Red Priest


Within the factory, a partially dug out section was discovered as a strange tasting Earthen Mound. The flavor was a Macha taste and it was decided that it would be perfect for their new Soda as an ascetic Drink . (Bonus to Local Sales)


Council of Grihaas


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The Fizz Company


The Council of Grihaas was happy to host one of the new and hopefully up and coming soda companies that had been starting up.


Sherlock Moriarty was a known name as he came from a rich family with a good background.


After being sold the deed for a small factory, Sherlock started attracting all kinds of employees from within the greater area of Grihaas.


Workers: 5 Human Workers. 5 Orc Workers. 5 Goblin Workers. 5 Elf Workers


Guards: 3 Human Guards. 3 Orc Guards


The Moriarty family had access to fields of Ysrendelle canes. They were very sweet and sugary. It will certainly make his soda extra sugary compared to all his competitors. (Bonus to Local Sales)


As the only soda factory within the nation, he should be able to grab an early advantage in this section of the realm.​
 
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Eridium Bubbler Co.
Jude cradled a wooden crate of her company's soda bottles just by the outside perimeter of the factory. A handful of workers accompanied her also balancing their own crates. Two, massive orcs stood within eyesight.

"FREE SODAAAAAAAH!" Jude called out to the citizens passing on the sidewalks. "SODA SO BUBBLY IT'LL BLOW YOUR MIND!" One of the other workers from within the factory came jogging towards them with a run down phonautograph in hand. He placed it next to where Jude had been standing, as requested, and clicked the sound on.



"WHOOO FREE SODA!" Jude celebrated when the beat of the drums caused her to dance. Some of the workers even started to join her. "Free soda. Free soda. Free soda. Free soda." Jude chanted to herself during the verses.


Action 1: Install vending machines across Valley Gorge.
Action 2: Put out Ad campaign. ONE (1) FREE BOTTLE FOR THE FIRST 100 FACTORY VISITORS. *Does not apply to employees

Worker Paycheck: 5 gold
Guard Paycheck: 7 gold​
 
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Reginald's Private Reserve [RPR]

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Regi

The factory was as lively as it had been the day he opened it, while Reginald was rarely, or, well, never, a part of that noise, it did make his heart swell. The sounds of laughter, of yelling, of barking orders, the occasional slushing sound as one of the Cubes moved close enough to his office to hear it as it worked, it was wonderful. For years, he had spent his time in his small office at SpellHard, far removed from the other professors and the students, teaching classes with only a few students, spending his days and nights in mostly isolation as no one ever seemed to be around when he came calling, but that was surely down to just bad timing on his part, Regi never seemed to have good luck with people. While he wasn't a part of the fun and no one really talked to him unless they needed something, Regi was sure it was only a matter of time before he could crack open a Marina Pearl and drink with his employees, to laugh at their antics with them instead of watching them from his window. Only a matter of time.

Regi stood up from his desk, gripping the wood tightly to support his weight as he called forth his ivory staff to his hand and leaned on it with a heavy sigh as pain exploded up and down the right side of his body, the bent bones and strangled nerves cried out in protest as thousands of needles of pain dug and tore their way through his body. The wizard let out a hiss of pain that came out distorted and seemed to almost echo through the small office. He moved his left hand, the fingertips dancing in the air as light seemed to carve through the air as a arcane symbol slowly manifested and surrounded him with light, the magical power coursing through his body and numbing the pain. A simple cantrip, but one that Regi had to cast every few hours if he wanted to be able to do anything besides scream. With the pain numbed, Regi limped over to the large window in his office that overlooked the factory floor, he put his left hand against the glass and peered down at his employees, his people.

It looked like most were coming back from break, he could see the goblin, Vaz, and two of the Kobolds, Snott and Vex, giggling like children as they slowly tipped back vials of Holy Powder into the eye socket of the skeleton Archibald 'Whitey' Antonius. It had become something of a daily game for them as Archibald often seemed to 'doze' off during break, phasing everything out, perhaps trying to organize the centuries of life the skeletal male had lived? When he did so, others would try to sneak up on the skeleton lost in his stupor and see how much holy powder they could fit in his skull. The contestants was normally the Goblins and the Kobolds, but every once in awhile, a few mermaids would join in on the game too, and from what Regi was able to tell from his examinations, the winner was given some form of snack at lunch made by Meredith, who was quite the chef from what he had heard and smelled from a distance. The only one who didn't seem to enjoy the game was Archibald who tended to have large amounts of white powder falling out of his skull onto the floor and his clothes every day, thus the unfortunate name of 'Whitey'. He often thought he should ask Nadia to put a stop to it, if only to protect the dignity of Archibald, but each time he went to speak of it, he hesitated. Things were going well, while none of the employees outside of Nadia spoke to him, they nodded to him and even gave him small smiles! Smiles that for some reason trembled and they would look away, but that was all fairly normal and was a step in the right direction. If he came down on them like this, what if he lost that small step? No, it wasn't truly harming Archibald, and someday, maybe someday, Regi could try the game too.

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Nadia

"Nadia, the boss is staring again," a pale haired mermaid said with a yawn as she stood by a window, enjoying the warm rays of light that spilled in.

"Mmhm," Nadia said as she slowly chewed on her seaweed wrap, the red haired mermaid was far more interested in her wrap then she was with the bosses stares, it really was pretty normal these days even if no one understand what was going on in that whacko's brain, but hey, the pay was great and easy. So long as he didn't suddenly demand she do something weird, she was content to kick back and enjoy her new job, maybe smash a few heads along the way.

"Its creepy," the pale haired mermaid, Luna, said again, "I don't get what he's watching."

"Hn," Nadia gave a shrug.

"And that mask, what is he trying to hide? Why does it always move when he looks at me? Ugh, why are we working with this freak?" Luna asked as she tore her eyes away from Reginalds office and back to Nadia.

"Because the pay is good," Nadia said as she set down the seaweed wrap and rolled her eyes, "Luna, do we have to have this talk every day? If you don't like it here, leave, go back to being pawed by sailors at the Siren's Call."

"Don't be mean, Nadia," Luna said, her full lips falling to a pout as she leaned against the warm window, "At least that thing doesn't try anything like that."

"Yet," Nadia said as she look down at her half-eaten seaweed wrap, her green eyes filled with a dash of yearning. Why did she never get to finish her lunch?

"Ew, don't say stuff like that," Luna said as a shiver ran down her spine.

"You're fine, Vex is more his type," Nadia said as she carefully started to wrap up her food and set it back into her bag.

"That Kobold girl? Are you serious?" Luna said as she bit her bottom lip and leaned towards Nadia, if there was one thing Luna could not resist, it was a good bit of gossip and this was juicy.

"No," Nadia said as she pushed, "I think Vex and Vaz have something."

"By the trident, really?" Luna said as she raised a hand to her lips, "I can't wait to tell Una, that little green shrimp has been chasing her for weeks."

"Mhm," Nadia said as she stashed her bag under the table and stood to stretch, her face furrowing a bit as she stretched her long dark legs. Legs. So gross and they had a tendency to catch on everything. Why did anyone want these things when a flipper was far more convenient? Maybe it was a question for the Professor? Nah, he'd probably use it as an excuse to cut them open and check, "I'll be back," Nadia said as she walked down the assembly lines and towards Witherson's office.

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Nadia knocked on the heavy wooden door, while her face was calm, her emerald eyes almost looked bored as she traced the grains of the wood, her heart thudded in her chest. She hated coming to this office, hated being around the boss. He was.. off. Something about him just didn't click, didn't feel right, at least the dead eyes of a shark could be understood in its simplicity, but the weird mask of the Professor gave nothing away and the swirling lights seemed to peer into her soul.

"Enter," the hollow, metallic voice seemed to ooze out of the cracks of the door, Nadia closed her eyes and took a small breath before she opened it and stepped in.

"Hey boss," the mermaid said as she gave a halfhearted wave and moved over to the loveseat in the corner and dropped down into it and slung her legs over the side. She hadn't looked at him yet, but she had to act. To pretend. She was okay. She was fine. He wasn't going to hurt her, he needed her, right? Probably. It was like being near a great sea beast, she had to act confident, to not show fear. She took a small breath before her eyes slowly, almost without her will, traced the dark room until they fell on him.

The white robes swirled around the man, almost as if they were billowing in some unknown breeze. Numerous gemstones dotted across his chest and shoulders, heavy leathers and furs that no doubt belonged to some horrid beast the Professor had experimented was draped over him. The ivory staff in his hand with the onyx gem seemed to pull in all light and warm around it and Nadia couldn't stop the chill that slowly traced its way down her spine.

"Are you cold, Nadia?" the masked face slowly turned away from the window towards her, the swirling lights on the metallic mask filtered back and forth, changing shapes and lighting up as if it was searching for something within her.

"A bit, but I'm alright, boss," Nadia said as she turned her head away, unable to keep looking at the swirling lights that sought to draw her in and trap her.

"My apologies," the professor said as he raised his hand and arcane symbols appeared, warmth thrummed through the office but it only made Nadia want to curl into herself and shiver all the more, "I want you to be comfortable."

"I-I am," Nadia said as she flicked her red hair over her shoulder and stuck her chin out, determined to hide her fear and discomfort, "Think I'm just missing my Holy Powder hit," she murmured. God, she needed some right now. Settle her nerves.

"Of course, a hit, " the voice said again as the Professor turned back towards the factory floor. Silence fell over the office for a few moments and Nadia's chest constricted, the pressure was there. Did he disapprove of her actions? Was he warning her? Was he leaving her like this on purpose? Her lips trembled and she opened her mouth to speak but he spoke first, "I will need you tomorrow."

"Me?" Nadia whispered, her heart raced, he wouldn't.. He wouldn't, right?

"Yes," the masked man said as he gently placed his gloved hand on the glass before him, "I have need of your skills."

"O-Oh, right, my skills, sure thing boss," Nadia said with a weak smile, god, Luna was right, he was fucking creepy.

"Thank you, Nadia."

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Perks
Port - Bonus to supply for other regions, Bonus to Positive Events
Possible Evil Mage of Dastardly Deeds - Bonus in Negative Events

Production
Small Factory
Journeyman Tools

Employees
Workers
2 Gelatinous Cube
3 Kobold
2 Orc
3 Human
2 Goblin
3 Skeleton
5 Mermaid

Guards
6 Mermaid

Employee Salary
High

Actions
1.
Have Mermaid workers [with guards] take free samples of Marina Pearl around the city, especially to sailors just coming in.

2. Regi and Nadia [Guard Captain] will explore the port markets to look for new ingredients
 
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𝓜𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓢𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓪 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓪 𝓖𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓣𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵'𝓼 𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲𝓬𝓮!​

The room was filled with the murmur of whispered conversations, its nearly thirty occupants shuffling in place as they waited for their new boss to arrive. The kobolds were the first to feel it, a shift in the air. It was as if a powerful monster had entered the room and was attempting to subjugate them with its presence alone. Slowly the other workers began to feel it, each falling to their knees or holding themselves up on the walls as it became overwhelming and filling their mind with naught but fear and whispers of death and pain. The feeling came to a sudden stop and all the workers' and guards' eyes shot to the catwalk where a figure cloaked in shadows now stood.

"Greetings my first staff members, and welcome to Devilishly Fine Soda and Potions!" The figure gestured widely and small flames shot up on either side of it, highlighting them at last. Gasps came from throughout the room as the staff saw the demonic form of Trilroxan for the first time, his horn and fangs glistening in the firelight. "I am Trilroxan, owner and founder of this company. As you can see I have been cursed with the form of a demon, something that I'm sure you can understand has cause me some difficulty in living my old life among the rest of my human brethren and, as such, I decided to take up Mr. Xexion on his offer so that I might be able to raise enough money to break my curse. I ask each of you for your aid in this endeavor and for your support against those who would label me as a villain and kill me for bearing this form against my will, can I ask of you to give it to me?!"

The staff were quiet, each of them looking around to see who would be the first to respond in either the positive or negative. With a sudden movement one of the orc workers snorted and banged his fist against the wall. "Trilroxan give Dul job, let Dul support family. Dul owe Trilroxan, Trilroxan Have Dul support!"

At the orcs words others began to call out their own support, the room filling with the sound of affirmations and calls until all in it had pledged themselves to the 'cursed' man. "I thank you all, tonight we shall plan and upon the morrow we shall begin our hunt for new ingredients and our production of our first drink! The white berries which some of you discovered shall be turned into an aid for those growing elderly, or who are unable to produce children! Any man who works in this factory shall have access to this for free and you and your family will not know those pains so long as you stay loyal to this company!"

A call of Trilroxan's name began to sound and was quickly taken up, soon shaking the room with the sound alone. As the fire around him began to die the demon smiled evilly, the manipulation of his men already beginning.


Actions
Begin an ad campaign advertising the 'Extended Youth' potion and its effects

Hire workers: Orc x4 (8 (16) [First Six New Employees Half Price])

Workers
12x Skeletons
2x Orcs
2x Humans
2x Goblins
2x Kobolds

Guards
2x Skeleton
2x Human
2x Kobold

Ingredients
Pure White Berries - The Pure White Berries tasted almost sickeningly sweet. It seems to have a good effect on Arthritis, High Blood Pressure and Infertility.

Products
Extended Youth - Pure White Berries - 45 silver

Pay
Workers - 5 gold
Guards - 7 gold
Trilroxan - 4 gold​
 
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The Fizz Company
Fizz Compound, Council of Grihaas
Workers(20) | Double Efficiency
5 Human Workers
5 Orc Workers
5 Goblin Workers
5 Elf Workers

Guards(6)
3 Human Guards
3 Orc Guards

Ingredients
Ysrendelle canes

Perks
Bonus to Local Sales(Council of Grihaas)

Employee Salary
Slightly Above Average

Products
Fizz Cola Original, 1st Edition
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Order 1: Massive Marketing on the Fizz Cola (150 Gold in advertising cost)
"S-s-sir? Excuse me, but 150 gold is an astronomical amount for the marketing of our product launch!" Nelaeryn Krisphine, the elf advisor, immediately exclaimed when she heard the amount Sherlock intends to allocate for marketing. Sherlock looked at his assistant and chuckled. "Nel. Do you know the reasoning behind my decision? Think about it, you're a smart lad."

Nel composed herself and started to contemplate. When she finally figured out why she excitedly looked at Sherlock who was smiling at her and nodding. "See, I told you, you're smart."

"We don't have competitors in the Nation, at least not yet. Not to mention that we have quite a decently sized factory. We need to grasp this opportunity to establish a monopoly and consume the entire market! Or most of it until competitors start popping up."

"Indeed. Although we don't have to spend much on advertising costs since we're the only Soda factory, we need to grasp this market as quickly and fantastically. It's better to crown ourselves as King as early as possible." Sherlock then opened his drawers, took out a folder, and passed it to Nelaeryn. "The draft of the plan. I created the bones and muscles, I want you to finalize it and give it the skin."

Nelaeryn took the folder and began reading. "Some of these strategies I'm unfamiliar with... I thought advertising just means making a lot of posters and offering our products like as a promo."

"Traditionally, yes. But how are we going to be the world's King of Soda if we go completely go with tradition? We will boldly pave a new road to reach the Throne!" Sherlock smiled. "Now, enough dilly-dallying, I want you to complete that as soon as possible. Send in Vrigka once you leave."

Nelaeryn nodded as she exited Sherlock's office with her eyes still on the plans.

Detailed Marketing Plans
1. Massive Pre-Launch Giveaway. Give them a taste of the product which will make them crave more. Losses are acceptable as long as anticipation is created.
2. Set a Trend. Turn "Fizz" into a trendy word that will become a household name. (e.g. "You wanna Fizz later?", "Damn bro, I don't know what happened. I got so Fizzed.")
3. Set up partnerships with local influencers. Influential people such as ministers, merchants, or adventurers will be sponsored by the company. If regular people can see these people drinking Fizz(before launch), this will create more anticipation and desire.

Order 2: Look for new Ingredients and hire NPC-Class Adventuring Party (50 Gold in Hiring Cost)
"You were looking for me, Boss?" Vrigka, the Orc Guard Captain went inside Sherlock's office.

"Yes, I need you to hire me an adventuring party to search for more ingredients." Sherlock tossed a pouch full of Gold to Vrigka who easily caught it in his hand. The Orc Captain weighed the pouch in his hand and looked confused. "Boss, from the weight, this seems to be only around 50 gold. I don't think that's enough to hire a high-class adventuring party to look for ingredients."

"I know. We don't need those kinds of adventuring parties. We don't want a mythical ingredient retrieved, at least not yet, or some ancient treasures." Sherlock smiled at the confused Orc. "That gold is enough to hire regular people; cooks, barbers, the mother down the street, and the like. But that's exactly what we need. Normal people of this democratic nation, with a relatively decent life experience. They can find common, uncommon, and if they're lucky, possibly even rare ingredients."

"I think I understand, Boss. We sell to normal people, so let's have the normal people find out what they like." Vrigka responded which elicited a chuckle from Sherlock.
"Something like that. You're pretty smart. You can go with the party and maybe even bring a goblin and elf worker with you. That could help us find better ingredients."

"Will do, Boss. I won't disappoint you."


 
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Wicked Brew
Today was a new day for Auridrex, having secluded himself for over a decade even as he continually penned correspondences. His warped form hidden away in the depends of his residence in SpellHard University. The Board had yet to evict him, despite his seclusion as they hadn't wanted to waste funds on adventurer parties just yet. It didn't help that Auridrex would responds to letters send to him, but the boxes flowing out of the annex he had long ago claimed as his was becoming concerning. They soon enough realized the gold dragon was burning through is hoard on some mad project. Metal smiths all over were being consult and vast quatities of gold were being sent of to be smelted and enchanted to exacting specifications.

Auridrex had destroyed his hoard in his pride to assemble himself into a functional body. The Board saw as much when the pieces started to arrive. It was a vast suit of golden armor meant for something inhuman to adorn itself in. The draconic designs upon the armor looked like Auridrex before his accident in the alchemy labs. The creature that emerged from seclusion was a shock; a mass of tentacles forced into humanoid form by the armor. He had a faceplate to focus upon and from which a resonant if gurgling voice could be heard from. They had hoped his intent was to depart, but notice of the Soda Rush had reached here too.

Auridrex revealed his intent to remain in SpellHard but more surprisingly he revealed his intent to teach again. However it would be only to those who had the nerve to come serve as interns within his small soda laboratory he had constructed within his annex. It seemed he was intent on producing high quality products of mass output. What once had been a dragon seemed intent on playing the market with what he was pulling together. He even had bought the highest quality tools to produce the product.

The plan of things was to build a foundation from which to climb higher. To do so would require more bodies from the student population enticed by the promise of lessons from the fallen great dragon himself. Auridrex had started to build a mystique around himself, using his unnatural state and golden armor to come across as something more grand, perhaps even something one could devote themselves to.

Actions
1. Create Intern Tier System to provide established rewards for Interns
First Year Interns get longer classes from Auridrex so long as their work isn't lacking
Second Year Interns gain pay and longer class time
Third Year Interns are invited to fully join the company as Brewmasters


2. Begin forming the Brew Cult to gather more Interns and convert paid staff
Auridrex has begun to use his private lessons to entice students into regarding him as a power worthy of devoting themselves to. He seeks to expand this to the workers and guards of his business as well. His Brew Cult is based around worship of himself as an ascended being that has cast off his original form to achieve greater power and knowledge. He encourages those who follows to entice others into joining the operations in his factory, so that he might teach them as well, share his secrets with them.

Factory
2 Rooms

Tools
Masterwork

Workers
2x Human
3x Elves

Interns
1x Human
1x Elf

Guards
2x Human
4x Kobold

Ingredients
Dragon’s Breath - Red extremely spicy fruit that goes well for both Students and Orcs. (Local Sales Bonus)

Perks
Local Sales Bonus
Magic Lessons (Happiness Boost even at Lower Pay)
Blue Mana
Red Mana

Products
Dragonrush (Original Dragon's Breath Flavor)
Frostwyrm (Cool Dragon's Breath - Blue Mana)
Inferno (Super Spicy Dragon's Breath - Red Mana)​
 
Mr. Nackham knew his Burlsi soda wasn't the best soft drink on the market. Hells, maybe it wasn't even the second best. But for a brief moment, they were the only competition in town. And he had about enough years under his belt to know something else for that matter. Nobody ever amounted to anything on these streets by sleeping and letting the world pass them by. He'd use what the company did have in spades while he still had it. A factory, equipment, and laborers like this could give his customers real value for their money if harnessed correctly. He just had to figure out how to maximize output for now.

1) Moving assembly lines are designed and installed on the factory floor. Keeping the product moving, and workers stationary, will be a godsend for manufacturing.

Budget: 10G + up to half of profits from sales.

2) Mr. Nackham and his managers look for a reliable supplier of caffeine to add to the original Burlsi formula in the Clockwork City.

Budget: 10G + up to half of profits from sales.

Status

Burlsi: A clear carbonated drink made from (+ to local sales for being sweet and earthy) beetle bark and a moderate amount of sugar. Transparent bottles have knobbly, tree-inspired design. Labeling displays an ent mascot and offers free Burlsi to people who return enough clean and intact bottles to the factory. 20S individually, sold in crates of six for 1G.

Pay: Workers are paid 5G a season.

Staff: 30 goblin workers, 10 human workers, 5 orc workers, and 5 elf workers, as well as 2 human guards, 2 orc guards, and 2 goblin guards.

1st: 8 hrs.
4:00 A.M. to 12:00 P.M.
2nd: 8 hrs.
12:00 P.M. to 8:00 P.M.
3rd: 8 hrs.
8:00 P.M. to 4:00 A.M.

Bottling: responsible for the making, labeling, and packaging of product, and cleaning work stations.

1st shift
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2nd shift
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3rd shift
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Handling: responsible for getting ingredients from suppliers to the factory's work stations, the storage of ingredients and products, and getting products from work stations / storage into the hands of customers.

1st shift
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2nd shift
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3rd shift
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Security: responsible for patrolling the factory and it's perimeter, escorting shipments, enforcing contracts, theft prevention, thwarting corporate espionage, and keeping an eye out for sabotage attempts.

1st shift
••
2nd shift
••
3rd shift
••

Managing: responsible for overseeing employees, workplace safety, proper storage, product quality, improving ergonomics, liaising with suppliers and customers, and advertisement.

1st shift

2nd shift

3rd shift
 
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10 by 10 Co

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Products
Secret Soda (Earthern Mound)
Secret Cream Soda (Earthern Mound/ White Mana)

Employees:
3 Gelatinous Cube Workers,
2 Human Workers
6 Human Guards
5 Inquisitors
1 Red Priest

Ingredients
Earthen Mound: A strange tasting Macha flavour

Perks
White Mana
Bonus to Local Sales

Wages
Low

Price
Average (Negotiable)​




6th of the 9th 18XX

7:33 PM



This will be the first of many reports detailing the state of affairs of the sole Ten by Ten Company holding of Oupital. Within these pages, I will speak plainly and bluntly about all the coming and goings of its inhuman inhabitants as is my right as one of the crimson tabard of the Churchocracy. To do any less would hinder my ability to tell the honest truth as decreed by the Tenents of this Land. As always these reports are only for my superiors and the heads of the church, lest their wrath falls upon unwarranted eyes.

I have sought sanctuary in one of the offices of the late managerial staff while my brothers stay within the Mess Hall. Unfitting for ones of our station, with no barracks for workers these accommodations will have to do. Modest in it's approximations, the room holds only the basic necessities needed for such an occupation; a desk, a pair of chairs, a bookcase and a potted plant of some descript. My dwellings harbour a lone window, stationed high above the factory floor, undoubtedly to observe and monitor the factory workers, something I too now do through it's hazy glass.

I can, with some degree, see the appeal of such a proposed facility. Seemingly following the humble habits of the Inquisition's own halls of habitation, the premise of the Ten by Ten Company was outwardly sound though, as usual, unless guided by the Churchocracy's illuminated hand, susceptible to subhuman corruption.

Below me, cancerous cubes of ungodly goop stagger and bumble along the conveyor lines with impious intent. Lord knows what they think to accomplish here, if such creatures can be even considered able of such a feat. Alongside them subversive stewards, my fellow Man, mind the Gels, often stooping low to clean up after them and shepherding bottles of tarnished tonic to chests for debatable delivery.

As I write this, the men ply my brothers and I with drink, the sordid soda and corrupted cream a recompense of sorts I surmise. With childish grins they hand out their blighted beverages, as if proud of their work, seemingly ignorant of the taint that no doubt seeps into the brew.

I watch as the pock scarred employee, his face blemished with dirt, places the soda bottles upon the desk, his breath whistling between the gaps in his teeth and displaced nose. As he looks up at me, I see something in his eyes, a hint of the inner workings of his mind. It perplexes me...

I question how such a person could stand to work in such conditions, among the bottom feeders of subhuman kind. With Humans standing in their true place within the hierarchy of Oupital, such a man's motives are questionable at best...

Nevertheless he is a Man, and so deserving of the benefit of the doubt. His cuboid compatriots however will be treated with the contemptible ire that is deserved for such a subhuman species.


My brothers and I have yet to witness the head of this establishment, the maligned monstrosity eager to skulk the halls of the factory as it engages in putrescent patrol. So to do the factories human custodians. Remnants of the original band of guards by their human appearances, the men come and go into the neighbouring rooms and corridors, the clattering of drawers and cupboards echoing through these vacant halls. Perhaps the guards seek to better arm themselves against the new Master of this lot... Mayhap my condemnation of the men of this mausoleum of manufacture, has been too hasty...

Or maybe not.


Time will tell. For now I will observe, studying everything and scrutinising everyone.



Faith before Fellowship

Bliss be to the Enlightened Church

Churchocracy Eternatum
Red Inquistor Antagnosis



Actions
Workplace Vigilance Scheme put in place to monitor workforce and outside threats
Free samples offered to Inquisitors overseeing 10 by 10 Co
 
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A Man or a Monster?
Sius'pætum Loêré or His Long Lost Human Identity?​


  • -Backstory Fluff-

    Light; hard to find, hard to see. Reality broken down, reality chucked to the dumpster. Few could survive in the wastelands of the universe. Only those capable of not befalling the shredding of no reality to hold them together. Not a figment of eldritch or divine power to sustain oneself in these dark and barren places where anything goes, for the most. Hallowed screams of souls as their worlds collasped and flooded into the wasteland, joining its darkness. Souls wandering in hopes to avoid corruption when already too far gone. No smells, no sounds; the In-Between is not safe or livable for most things in the universe. Yet, things still thrive and survive. And they yield terrible powers unlike any other. And from this place, this unfathomable place, a Human arrived. Lost to his name, to his mind, he warped and clutched at the fraying strands of reality, becoming one with the eldritch, with the Eldar. Their secrets, their powers, now much more his. And he stayed, he thrived, and he collected a small brood when he was strong enough to lead and sate their whims. But, he desired more, more to what this world could not provide. So, he came to the realm of Rodaxear to claim a spark of memory, or at the least, some jolly good fun. And maybe remember his morals, he certainly didn't have those anymore. Eldritch beings and morals? What alien things they are to each other. Oh the plans Siu had.

    Was he an aspiring entrepreneur? Quite, but he wanted more. The physical world so orderly... Chaos would be his desire. Siu wanted chaos, and to command it as Eldritch beings always seem to do. Would many die? Would many be flung into chaos? Oh probably, but that was the point, to spread the corruption. But, a far-flung dream. Now, is the time for soda and tea.

    -Present: The Churchocracy of Oupital-

    Humans run these parts, these places. I used to be one of them. Maybe I still am? Maybe I could be again. But, I do not want to lose this power. So much, so much they will never understand. So weak minded and utterly creative, how perfect. The King in Yellow would appreciate this world greatly. However, I cannot be as pragmatic as he. For I need much more power to even began that. But, I understand how. Oh, I know the perfect way. But, not yet. Let's make some money first, let things steep and brew.

    Siu gazed out into the countryside, looking out on the rolling hills, forests, and mountains. Opportunities and places to thrive.

    Hmm, I'm sure there is plenty of real estate to grab. Nothing is full of high value things. Same with land. Somewhere out there is a place for me to foster more drones. While they will be more demanding for satiation, I can manage with their contribution. They will be useful to manage equipment costs, and handle the technological problems I will certainly face. Of course, they can be useful in other more... fun plans.

    But, I need to fund these operations. And to fund them, I need to sell this wonderful soda. And to sell it... yes, production. Much more involved over drone production, but necessary and memory jogging somehow. And it will help decide how I price my brews. People base things on what they see, even if it is incredibly wrong. I seem to be testament to that. And a soda tea is a strange concept, but one I think will do well regardless. Maybe a bridge drink for those not so used to bubbles....

    Perfect. Excelsior. So, it commences. So, the arrival has succeeded. So now, it is time to adventure.

 
Duster Energy

It was a gloomy and depressing day at the University of SpellHard. Although for a wizarding college, almost every day was. Students worked tirelessly to perfect esoteric spells for hard to please professors. They were the lowest rung on the ladder, and their betters never failed to let them know this. Worst of all was the looming shadow of midterms that hung heavy like a dark cloud over the heads of many students who were in the process of falling behind.

Milton Friedman was one such student. He was a bored, lonely man that watched the warrior college party every day nonstop while he had to stay back and work on his Thaumaturgy Concepts homework. It was truly hell. His eyes felt heavy with sleep, and he was currently about to doze off at a desk in a vast library.

It was then he perked up at the scent of…perfume? The addled Milton picked his head off the desk with a slight dribble of saliva running down his face. A gorgeous harpy met his gaze. She had wingtip eyeliner, maroon eyeshadow, and a reddish blush carefully applied to her smiling visage. Most striking of all were her feathers- deep, crimson red. Then his eyes fell to her claws. Curved, violent in their design. They were a stark contrast to the otherwise inviting figure that stood before him.

“You look tired,” she giggled in a playful voice. Milton’s face flushed. This was the first time a girl had spoken to him in ages. “Uh…y-yea I’m studying a lot for this hard midterm. W-w-w-w-w-what’s your name?”

The harpy smiled at him “My name’s Meera! Drink some of this, it will wake you right up. Plus under each cap is a ticket that could win you a single date with any of the Duster Energy girls! Myself included,” she says with a wink. She handed Milton a bottle with a feather on it.

“W-what’s in this Meera?”

“It’s got a clam and ginger base with taurine, caffeine, and nootropics to help you study harder. The perfect mix for a smart lil guy like yourself.” She walked off leaving a very confused Milton to try the drink. He was skeptical at first- how could something made from clam juice be appetizing in any way? When he tried it he instantly felt more alert. The buttery clam taste coated his tongue, and then the ginger kicked his taste buds. It was exotic, and just the boost he needed to finish his assignment.

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After a very long week, the Duster Energy Girls were exhausted. Meera flopped into a nice down chair along with the rest of her friends. They traded stories about the various strange men they interacted with, Sashi stormed in with a beet red face. She sat down on her throne, and all but slammed a bottle onto the small table between the various chairs.

“Look at this shit,” she yelled in a shrill tone. The other harpies looked at her with shock, and a silence fell on the room. Sashi’s voice dropped into a quiet, threatening tone. “Wicked Brew. These bastards think they can hone in on OUR turf. Those students BELONG to us. I heard their leader was a disgusting, lumbering mass of tendrils too.”

Meera spoke up. “What kind of product is it? It can’t be that good.” She slowly uncapped the bottle and took a sip. A spicy, daring flavor deftly wove through her mouth. Passionate dragonfire fruit, familiar sugar, and a wonderful carbonated texture played a symphony for the young harpie. The bottle proceeded to get passed around the circle until each harpy had a sip.

It slowly dawned on everyone that they were facing stiff competition. “Tonne lied to us,” Sashi said bitterly. “Now we’re hundreds of miles from our home. We only have one hope of getting back.”

Actions

1. Have wizard interns begin concocting powerful nootropics to put in Duster energy. These nootropics should make students better at studying and retaining information. Ideally later on, these drinks should be so prolific and potent that a student NEEDS them to compete with other students using the drink.

2. Put out word for the "win a date with a Duster Energy Girl" sweepstakes. Basically, one of the bottles has a ticket. If someone gets a bottle cap with a ticket, they win an all expenses paid date with ANY of the Duster Energy Girls. This will hopefully drum up interest, and get us some simps.
 
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Soda and Potions: A Story of Fantasy Rivalry

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TURN 2: WINTER

Mr Xexion chuckled to himself as he tallied up all the numbers that he had as an influx from all the new businesses. How did he have a complete listing of the various accounts and how much they were making each season?

Why, a Lich must have some secrets dear reader. Suffice it to say that he was very pleased with the beginning outings that had occurred from all of the start ups.

It was a most wonderful thing. He had made sure to try each and every one that was out on the market. And of course he already had his favorites.

But that would be telling, now wouldn’t it?

Valley Gorge
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Eridium Bubblers Co.
The Vending machines alone would have done wonders, but it was that combined with the brilliance of the Ad campaign that really chocked in on the actual value of their product.

First, it got the people talking and then it got the people tasting. The Umami flavor sparked just the right parts of the taste buds after a hard days work in the mines or in the farms.

It was refreshing, but in a far different way than other flavor sodas. From word of mouth, it was spreading through orc populations, even in other nations. Before long, it might spread by word of mouth to all Orc Populations. (Bonus to Orc Sales)

It was only a matter of time before they managed to get this drink to every corner of the Valley and into the hearts and mind of every Orc and Human within it, even those that don’t particularly care for it.

A traveling salesman has set up his own shop with an elixir that is sure to knock your socks off. Employees who have tried it have said that it seems to be a knock off soda of Eridium’s own flavorings called: “Mushroom Falls”.

Current Net Gain for the FALL: 60 GP

ClockWork City

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Burlsi.

The Burlsi soon was the number 1 soda in all of Clockwork city. Of course, it was currently the only soda in Clockwork City, but that didn’t matter in the long term scheme of things. What mattered was that they were currently in the lead.

The product moved at a speedy rate, especially compared to the other factories operating within other nations. It was an absolute boon that it was made within the Goblin’s own Clockwork City as it bolstered their own reputation. (Decrease to purchasing generic ingredients from the city)

It didn’t take too long before they were able to track down a reliable source of Caffeine for a relatively reasonable price after some wonderful haggling. (Add Caffeine to permanent resources)



Looking over the amount of crates of soda that should be remaining within the facility, it seems that they are short by 2 Crates. Was it taken by a worker looking to skim a bit off the top, or perhaps a competitor looking to steal the secrets of the The Burlsi.

Current Net Gain for the Season: 40 Gold

Minosa

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Reginald’s Private Reserve

The Marina Pearl was a huge hit. The sailors coming in took the free samples and after telling their shipmates about it, went and bought them by the score. It wasn’t that long before demand was starting to outstrip capability. The workers were managing to keep up with most of the demand for the region and were happy to do so because of their high paying jobs.

More employees would have to be hired soon in order to keep up with the demands or else customers might start to get upset. But for now, it wasn’t the most major issue.

Already, scalpers are planning on buying large amounts of The Marina Pearls and sell them at a higher price. This seemed like it could become a major problem down the line if not dealt with sooner rather than later.

The Dread Pirate J’Kyon fell in love with the drink and offered to have one of her ships turned into a larger factory to replace the current one in exchange for 10% of his earnings. She seemed rather insistent, but seemed far more accommodating than her reputation would have suggested.

Regi and Nadia managed to locate Coconuts and manage to get access to a steady supply at a good price.

The people seem to love Reginald’s Private Reserve, even if they think down on the man himself. But it looked as though if things continued in this trend, people might actually like him for himself and not just his company.

Current Net Gain for the Season: 133 GP

The Dead Lands
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Devilishly Fine Soda and Potions

The Ad campaign was a huge success. Members of both the living and the dead communities flocked to see and taste the wonderful sweet berry flavored drink. The Elderly, the injured, those unable to conceive and everyone in between wanted this drink.

It was becoming very popular. Its various virtues were even being touted outside the Dead Lands. Sales would most likely burgeon outside its borders soon. (Bonus to Sales)

The main competition within the DeadLands, especially as a Drink by Undead and For Undead, is Mano y Mano Pop n’ Drops. They seem to be cornering the market for undead and seem to be gaining steam within its ranks.

People have sworn by this drink's amazing properties and the only one so far that seems to come close is The Marina Pearl by Reginald’s Private Reserve. It is said that that drink increases workfold by double and gives huge bursts of energy.

A mining accident occurred nearby with a multitude of undead trapped inside. When they were freed, they told wild stories of an ancient treasure filled tomb of El Drazz’yur. Adventure Parties flocked to attempt to clear out this dungeon. (Adventurer Party half price for season)


Net Gain 183 GP


University of SpellHard

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Wicked Brew

Three Different types of Soda. Whereas most were only churning out one, Wicked Brew was already bringing out Dragonrush, Frostwyrm and Inferno. Three different variations of something great.

Production was small, very small, but the quality was astronomical. There were fights in the streets of the University among students to see who would be able to buy the next one. Sure, Duster Energy had the very pretty girls, but it was Wicked Brew that had the substance. The Quality and care that went into crafting each and every drink shown through in each sip of the alchemical substance.

The very happy workers tried to churn out as much product as they could, but it was difficult with as few workers and in such a small location.

Their drink was so popular in fact, that their means of want was far outstripped by the capabilities of production. It was in high demand and as such, would be able to go for a high price.

People were clammering to join up, just to get some extra of the good stuff. (Gained 5 Human Interns)

A large amount of Fervent Lovers of Wicked Brew Soda have set up a small tent city near the “Factory”. Only time will tell if this is a good or a bad thing.

2 Human workers and 1 Elf Worker have converted to the Brew Cult. Gain 2 Goblin Interns.

Net Gain: 110 GP


Duster Energy


The Duster Girl sweepstakes had taken the Campus by Storm. The big benefit that they had was that they had far more workers and a much bigger factory from which to work with, compared to their competition. (Bonus to Local Sales)

The downside was that their competition was putting out a far superior product which was netting them lots and lots of cash. It could easily be a more prominent problem if something was not done to curtail those sales in the near future, whether through sabotage, or increased marketing.

But the lure of an attractive woman, even one that could rend you limb from limb, was still a tempting thing for many men and women that lived and studied among the campus.

The Drink was started to be used in the case of all nighters and study cram sessions in order to do well on their exams and working long nights on projects.

A fan club was started calling themselves Fans of The Harpies On Campus, dubbed Fothocs for short. It was made up mostly out of human men and women, but there were some orcs in there as well. They seemed to be holding rallies in support of the Drink, using magical visuals of the Harpy Girls.

Net Gain: 50 GP

The Churchocracy of Oupital

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Mist Bubbles Sodas & Teas LLC

The sophisticated tea soda was a grand idea. People of the Churchocracy had taken to its subtle flavors that had an almost calming effect. It became popular enough that some church services served rounds of Kindred Jade at the end of a service.

They were finding their place within the high minded human based society, even if they weren’t really a part of it, they fit the part and no one saw any difference.

The assembly line made all the difference and with the large amount of workers, everything went smoothly. They would have to eventuall;y expand, or even with their numbers, they might just not have the space to keep up with their demands and production levels.

If they kept this up, they would easily spread up throughout the entirety of the Churchocracy. Only time would tell how they would fair against their competitor, which did hurt their own sales.

Siu’s Drones found a location that was remote and easily concealed. It seemed like the most perfect location to begin a breeding ground. Unfortunately, something else had already thought the same thing. A den of demonic Spiders descended on the mimics. (5 Drone Mimics were lost before the rest managed to escape.)

Net Gain: 40 GP

10 by 10 Co


The Wages were terrible, the conditions were also terrible. But to the people outside the factory, none of that mattered. They did not care. They only cared about how delicious the product was. And there were many among the populace that preferred the rich, earthy flavor of Secret Soda and Secret Cream Soda to Jade Light and KIndred Jade.

There was something of a debate among the holy members of the church as to which was better and healthier for you.

But for most people, that didn’t matter. What mattered was the taste. And this tasted good.

The Inquisitors enjoyed their free samples and were willing to look the other way for minor indiscretions.

The Workplace vigilance Scheme made everything safer. It was now harder to attack their facility from the outside. (Additional Defense from Attacks to the building or employees)

One of the High Priests, The Velvet Servant arrived for a tour of the facility. Her face hidden behind a velvet veil, it was unknown what her thoughts were. She whispered to her Red Guards who alerted those around that this facility was now respected by the Church.

This news spreads like wildfire among the Churchocracy. (Huge Bonus to Local Sales)

Net gain: 399 GP

Council of Grihaas

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The Fizz Company


The Marketing campaign was out of this world. Fizz, it seemed had become a household name in such a short amount of time. Not only had the original Fizz been gobbled up by the masses with the free give aways, but Fizz was being known as THE word. People seemed to be using it to mean that someone was cool: You’re The Fizz.
And also if you want to get a sugar high: You want to get Fizzed?

And it truly seemed that lots of major players were enjoying its cool refreshing taste.

The Orc Adventurer: Darlam RageFist was seen guzzling them in both hands and smashing the glass containers on his forehead.

The Vampiric Princess: Arleen Quass elegantly sipped them as she lay seductively on her carriage through the night.

The Galant Wizard: F’Uul Veem drank them while studying through ancient tomes and writing his next big selling romance novel.

It was the newest craze in the Council of Grihaas and didn’t seem like it was going away anytime soon. (Huge Bonus to Local Sales. Huge Decrease for outside Company Sales)

The NPC Class Adventurers managed to uncover a source of Saluud. Its a thick substance which grows on walls that has a taste like molasses.

A noble, one Henry Dangers offered to sell the perfectly normal man, a larger factory for 200 Gold.

Net Gain: 20 GP​
 
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Eridium Bubblers Co.


”Gotch’ya!” Jude laughed as she sniped a co-worker in the chest with a snowball.
Two snow forts had been assembled on either end of the empty lot space beside the factory. The snowfall the previous night and the sunny sky conditions that afternoon called for a proper snowball fight. It was Jude against the workers. More projectiles whizzed passed Jude as she scurried around dodging all but one that landed straight in the middle of her back.

Several other workers and one of the guards had lined up defective soda bottles along the ground just around the corner from the chaotic snowball battlefield. They each took turns aiming snow towards the bottles in an effort to break them. When the entire row had been broken, they cleared the pieces into the recycling, and placed a fresh set on the ground. Three rounds of this had passed and Jude made an unexpected appearance. Without mercy, Jude landed a snowball down the back of the guard’s armor. Jude’s grin widened as a chill danced down the orc’s spine. The other workers froze in anticipated horror.

”That’s it. I throw snowballs at you now,” the guard declared. He gathered an armful of snow that made Jude run. The guard chased Jude back onto the open lot where the rest of the workers were expecting Jude’s return. But they did not expect the orc to come barreling through behind her. The guard launched the giant mass of snow into the crowd and workers tumbled into the ground like bowling pins. ”I’M THE SNOWBALL CHAMPION. the guard roared with his fists in the chill air.

Jude later awarded the orc guard with one of the new sweaters for winning and everyone else for participating.


Action 1: Hire 10 human employees from “Mushroom Falls”. (20 Gold)
Action 2: Ad Campaign: Chance to win an ✨ EXCLUSIVE ✨ “Eridium Bubblers Co.” sweater with every bottle purchase. Just look underneath the lid! Mail the winning lids to the factory address and receive your free sweater within 5-10 business days. 15 participants may win! (All employees can receive a free sweater without participation.)

Current Funds: 160 Gold

Worker Paycheck: 5 gold ea.
Guard Paycheck: 7 gold ea.
 
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Wicked Brew


"What a lovely outcome," Auridrex mused to himself as he looks over the reports of his new array of interns. It was certainly useful that he could pay them in something they craved more than any sum of money. Knowledge in the arts of magic that he had failed provide for over a decade. Now he could use that very lack of his presence as an instructor to gather followers to himself. The Brew Cult had its initial converts but he would have to work harder to bring others under his sway. The more that embraced him as master and icon of worhsip, the more he could get out of them along with expand his reach further.

"We need more room with all these new interns... I also need to get the University to support my plans. I suppose I have no choice but to cut them in on some level, yesssss," Auridrex said to himself as he stroked his golden faceplate in thoughtful consideration. Some would assume the mutant insane but talking to himself seemed almost a coping mechanism for his lonely existence now. He could still be mad but he was a dragon mentally, one of the great golds of an era past that loved to teach and raise up new generations of wizards even if they were with such short lifespans. They were like candles, formed and molded for him to watch burn beautifully before their light went out. He would find a new purpose for that light though.

The hulking, gilded mutant moved with determination to gather up the materials to pen a proposal to the University Board, eager to present them with his first earnings as proof his ambition was worthwhile. It was an enticement to give him more space, more room to use his expensive materials and expanding workforce. It was the promise he could provide more to the school if they supported his ambitions, considering he was technically teaching students again even if for labor in exchange. He wasn't the first instructor to do something like that which meant he had some precedent on his side. He only hoped the show of his willingness to work with the University and 'donate' to them would entice something to his benefit.

There was competition on the grounds but he was going to have to accept that for now. His product was of almost absurd quality. He couldn't compete on quantity, but that meant he could charge more for his sodas. The demand was beyond belief which was his intent. The short lived races were always so eager to clamour for something to give them delight. His sodas were perfect for that. So long as this Harpy brand stayed out of his way, he would not bother with them. He needed to build his own base of output stronger to fill his coffers more, to restore his hoard even as he built one of mortal souls devoted to his now twisted form.

Actions
1: Donate 100 gold to the University before submitting a proposal to receive an expanded area to handle his increased class load and need for workspace for Wicked Brew production. Potential for future donations or providing the University a cut of net profits.

2: Commence indoctrination of more staff and interns into the Brew Cult to further expand its numbers within the company itself to create 'brand loyalty' and security for the small but burgeoning soda business.​


Factory
2 Rooms

Tools
Masterwork

Pay
Above Average

Workers
2x Human (2 Brew Cult)
3x Elves (1 Brew Cult)

Interns
11x Humans
4x Elves
4x Goblins

Guards
2x Human
4x Kobold

Ingredients
Dragon’s Breath - Red extremely spicy fruit that goes well for both Students and Orcs. (Local Sales Bonus)

Perks
Local Sales Bonus
Magic Lessons (Happiness Boost even at Lower Pay)
Blue Mana
Red Mana

Products
Dragonrush (Original Dragon's Breath Flavor)
Frostwyrm (Cool Dragon's Breath - Blue Mana)
Inferno (Super Spicy Dragon's Breath - Red Mana)

Coffers
110 Gold
-100 Donated to the University
= 10 Gold​
 
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10 by 10 Co

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Products
Secret Soda (Earthen Mound)
Secret Cream Soda (Earthen Mound/ White Mana)

Employees:
3 Gelatinous Cube Workers,
2 Human Workers
6 Human Guards
5 Inquisitors
1 Red Priest

Ingredients
Earthen Mound: A strange tasting Macha flavour

Perks
White Mana
Huge Bonus to Local Sales
Additional Defence from Attacks to the building or employees (Workplace Vigilance Scheme)

Wages
Low

Price
Average

Finances
339 (5)​




10th of the 12th 18XX

14:02 PM



This will be my fourth report detailing the state of affairs of the sole Ten by Ten Company holding within the Churchocracy of Oupital. As detailed in my last report, the inner workings of the factory line has proved a tenuous affair, and so my enlightened superiors within the Church have graciously accepted my recommendations to intermit my reports. Henceforth documentation regarding the current affairs of the Ten by Ten Company will be postponed to a trimonthly basis.

Naturally
my current counsel may be disregarded as seen fit by the Church, if any of the Inquisitions findings or investigations into the present assets should dictate otherwise. I too, of course, will humbly accept the necessary punishment of having my tongue slit from tip to base for my heedless advice, as befitting the treacherous words of a viper. With my consent to the covenant decreed by the Tenents to the Land for all Heretics clearly documented, I will move on the matter at hand.

In this past month, there has been an influx of inhuman infidels through these fiendish factory doors. Oafish Orcs, gibbering Goblins and kyphotic Kobolds now walk these corridors alongside more clumsy cubes of God awful gel. It takes all my restraint to not just will these place alight with my brothers and I inside, it's smouldering flames cleansing us of this plants polluting presence. Still the High Priests and my superiors within the Church have deemed this place worthy of respect and so I shall do so, for their word is Law and I merely it's vassal. I take some comfort in the squalid conditions of this place, it's crumbling corridors and warped walkways a felicitous setting for this woeful workforce and an apt means to strengthen my faith.

For the good of all Men, I shall weather this watch, my brothers and I wardens to this deteriorating dungeon.

However I feel it is necessary to inform the Church of a frequenting event within this factory. While I can take comfort in my proud piousness, the more maladapted Men of this establishment have taken upon themselves other means to spur on their service. At first I had presumed to have misinterpreted the happenings of the workers, but as is always the case when it comes to matters of the Inquisition, no secret can escape our sight for long. From my vantage point within the offices I spied the elicited pocketing of endemic earnings amongst the Men I believe to be the Guards. Facilitating the exchange between product and payment, two of the Guards took it upon themselves to appropriate a share of the coinage before it was divvied to their peers. Since then there have been three more such incidents, of which my brothers and I have witnessed.

For my superiors benefits I have listed the dates, times and location of each incident as well as the names of the responsible parties as follows;

1/12, 6:43 AM, Loading Bay, Price Smith, Rubi Johnson; (Looted the chest containing recent payment from supplier)
7/12, 7: 35AM, Office, Cat Williams; (Embezzled funds from hidden vault)
7/12, 22:57, Office, Russel Brown; (Absconded with coins from hidden vault)
10/12, 13:58, Factory Floor, Robert Jones; (Pilfered gold pieces while overseeing transport of earnings)

Presently, it has only been minor takings by these Men and Women, with no substantial loss for the Ten by Ten Company Holding and no subsequent diminution to the Churchocracy coffers.

I have been indecisive on acting on these incidents myself however, only going as far as documenting them for the Inquisitions own records. Certainly if these thefts had led to a decline in the Churchocracy's own income, then my fellow Inquisitors and I would stamp it out with righteous fury, but for now it affects only the Cuboid chair of this factory and the rest of his freakish following.


The Church would evidently agree that it is preferable for this coinage to end up in the hands of enlightened Men, rather than the cancerous claws of monstrous malfeasants? With the swelling tide of inhumanity that works within the walls, I believe God's chosen can be afforded some leniency by my superiors in the Church?

For now I will continue monitoring the situation. Howbeit if such acts spread to the devilish dregs of this factory, then I can promise my superiors, our wrath will be swift.



Faith before Fellowship

Bliss be to the Enlightened Church

Churchocracy Eternatum
Red Inquistor Antagnosis



Actions
20 Gelatinous Cube (Workers), 7 Kobold (Guard), 5 Goblin (Guard), 2 Orc (Guard) hired by 10 by 10 Co (334 G spent)
Guards are enrolled in a salary plus commission payment scheme. Bonuses and incentives are also offered for detaining and eliminating workplace threats.
 
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𝓜𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓢𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓪 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓪 𝓖𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓣𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵'𝓼 𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲𝓬𝓮!​

'Why must I be surrounded by these simpletons and sycophants,' Triloroxan looked down upon his workers from his office, a frown etched upon his face as he was deep in thought. 'At least they seem to adore me, and my product is making a strong profit enough profit to sustain the factory for now.'

A dull knock came from behind the demon, signaling someone was at the door to his office. With a deep sigh he turned and retook the affable air he had been cultivating in front of his workers since the beginning. "Please, do come in!"

"Boss wanted to see Dul?" the simple-minded orc was quick to come in and quicker still to soil the carpet that Trilroxan had had put into his office with his dirty work boots.

"Ah yes, I have a task for you Dul," the demon barely held himself back from coming over the desk at the orc, his smile growing slightly strained as he did. "There was an incident in the packing facility and one of the machines was covered in a dozen or so bottles worth of our soda, I wanted you to clean it up for me and make sure that the machine would still work or if I would have to replace it."

"Dul do boss! Dul need to let boss know when Dul finish?" the orc saluted, flinging his arm in a wide arc and just barely missing the shelf standing next to him.

"No need Dul, have one of the others inform me and you can go on break when you finish," Trilroxan was practically glaring at the orc over his smile by now, the urge to kill the simpleton growing ever more as he spoke.

"Dul get on it Boss!" Finally, the orc left, leaving Trilroxan alone to glare with a mighty scowl at the footprints leading to his desk.

"I swear that blasted orc is the first to die, even if I have to kill him myself," with a grumble he turned to the papers on his desk and began flicking through them. After a few moments he stopped at one in particular and let out the first genuine, if evil looking, smile of the day. "Oh you'll do nicely!"

As the demon strode out of the room the papers he had been looking at shifted slightly, revealing the names and members of numerous adventuring parties, only one from among those who had journied to The Dead Lands missing.


Actions
Hire Low-Levelled Adventuring party to hunt for new ingredients. (50 Gold due to event)

Hire guards: Goblin x2 (40 (80) [First Six New Employees Half Price])

Workers
12x Skeletons
6x Orcs
2x Humans
2x Goblins
2x Kobolds

Guards
2x Skeleton
2x Human
2x Kobold

Ingredients
Pure White Berries - The Pure White Berries tasted almost sickeningly sweet. It seems to have a good effect on Arthritis, High Blood Pressure and Infertility.

Products
Extended Youth - Pure White Berries - 45 silver

Current Funds
145 Gold

Pay
Total: 170
 
Duster Energy
Sashi carefully applied her lipstick in front of a mirror. A human woman dressed in icy blue robes held a plate of makeup and other accouterments. Surrounding them was a dingy stone room with various green flags and decent carpets strewn about, presumably in an attempt to make the room more “lavish.” The door to the room slowly creaked open, and the hulking form of Mr. Tonne stepped through. He snorted at Sashi. “50 measly gold was all you were able to bring this quarter? I give you all my gold and this is how you repay me?”

Sashi carefully put the lipstick down on the makeup plate and stormed toward Tonne and pointed a talon at his face. “I was a queen in the mountains, pig. You said this would be easy. You didn’t tell me there was a disgusting mutant selling swill and brainwashing people.” He sighed. “You honestly didn’t expect there to be competition here? Stop paying your workers so much and you’ll bring in more money.” Sashi snarled. “It fucking SUCKS doing this job. I’ll pay them as much as I want. GET. OUT.” With that, Tonne shook his head and left.

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It was a chilly day at the University of Spellhard. The Duster Energy Girls and Sashi were having a bad time wearing their work attire in this weather. But business required sacrifice. They were all getting ready for the first Fothoc meet and greet. Everyone was not looking forward to interacting with some of the more…obsessive fans.
The girls walked up to a center stage and gave a rousing speech about how everyone coming together on campus showed the power of friendship and magic, to a cheering crowd of unwashed bodies. It was also the perfect time for the girls to reveal their new product- Duster Energy Blazin’ Blast. Made with red mana and clams, Blazin’ Blast was a new direct competitor to Wicked Brew’s inferno drink. It was also expertly timed for the winter season. Afterwards there was a handshaking event. The intrepid Milton Friedman was there, and he creepily shook hands with Meera, much to her disdain.

Actions
- Create Duster Energy: Blaze to compliment the cold winter months, and compete with Wicked Brew's Inferno drink.
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Start selling and endorsing simp merch. Things like pins, stickers, shirt with the duster energy girls, posters, etc. Imagine all the stuff that monster energy brands in real life, then slap some attractive harpies on it.
 
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[Theme]

A Man or a Monster?
Sius'pætum Loêré or His Long Lost Human Identity?​


  • WIP

 
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Regi

The season had gone by in a hurry and Regi couldn't have been happier. He had been a bundle of nerves when the first batch of their soda had gone out to the public, but they had loved it! They loved it and by some weird mental gymnastics that Regi was a bit proud of, that meant they somewhat loved him too! They enjoyed it so much he had an investor! The Dread Pirate J'Kyon. He had to admit, he was positively terrified when he had received the offer, from a rather burly man with more then his share of tattoos, after all, what could a pirate want with him? Surely she was going to shake him down! Sure, he was a wizard, but he had never been in an actual fight before and had no plans to be in one. What if she thought he had some sort of magical artifacts stowed away? But to his surprise, she had been rather polite. A bit rough around the edges, but she was probably just nervous and being around other pirates probably necessitated some level of gruff attitude to meet expectations. Regi almost felt ashamed, looking back on it now, he had been afraid of someone he had never met, purely going off their reputation, how many people had done that to him? Judged him before they knew him, judged them purely by what they saw on the surface or the rumors they heard? Regi knew what that was like and the fact he had done the same to another was disheartening. Yes, he had to be better then that. Still! He was grateful. J'Kyon offered him a ship! Of course, he had no idea how to run a ship but Nadia seemed to have been positively giddy, she could barely look him in the eye, when he told her about it. It made sense, Regi was sure the mermaid would feel more at home on the open waters then in this cramped factory. Money never meant much to him, so J'Kyon asking for ten percent meant little, so long as he could make even more soda to get to the people and could pay his employees, that was more then enough for him.

The transition into the new factory, or, well, the large ship, had not been easy. The goblins and kobolds had a nasty habit of playing jokes on one another on the deck which often ended up with one, or all, of them tipping over into the ocean. Which would have been fine if any of them could figure out how to swim... So a guard had to be stationed on the deck at all times to dive in after them to save them before they drowned, a position none of the mermaids particularly enjoyed. Then there had been the 'incident'. After filling whitey's skull with holy powder, as had become a daily tradition, Aasza had thought it would be great fun to throw the skull into the ocean so when Whitey 'awoke' from his reprieve, he woke up to a world of water and a small crab that thought his left eyesocket had made a lovely home. It had taken the better part of the day for the guard to survey the ground and recover it. Naida had told him she had given Aasza a 'right thumping' for the trouble and Whitey had been given a bonus for the trouble. For some reason, it seemed like Whitey had wanted to quit or even take him to 'court' but he had refused to enter his office to talk to him about it. Most peculiar, Regi hoped the older skeleton was okay and feeling well. Heavens forbid his employees ever feel they could not approach him about anything, at anytime.

Regi, himself, wasn't quite as fond of the ship. He was still grateful for it, but his new officer, the cabin, didn't give him the same view over the work floor so he couldn't watch them as much and all his employees seemed to get a bit stiff when he came around, probably just nerves from being around the boss, yeah, that was probably it and the way the ship shifted and moved with the waves made him a bit queasy and nauseous. He had to keep a constant trickle of magic flowing just to keep his breakfast down, but it was a small price to pay when he saw how happy Nadia and her people were, or the larger amounts of soda that was being shipped out each day to waiting consumers.

Perks
Port - Bonus to supply for other regions, Bonus to Positive Events
Possible Evil Mage of Dastardly Deeds - Bonus in Negative Events

Production
Pirate Ship Factory
Journeyman Tools

Employees
Workers [20 total]
2 Gelatinous Cube
2 Orc
2 Goblin
3 Human
3 Kobold
3 Skeleton
5 Mermaid

Guards [6 total]
6 Mermaid

Employee Salary
High

Gold Reserve
153

Investors
Dread Pirate J’Kyon - 10%

Owned Land
Small Factory

Actions
1. With the new factory gained, Regi will put his small factory up for lease.

2. Regi and Nadia will begin to hire more employees. [ALL THE EMPLOYEES!]
 
Profits were disappointing to say the least, albeit totaled after the necessary upgrades to the factory and search for a new ingredient to the soft drink formula, two crates, altogether a dozen bottles of Burlsi, were missing from inventory. Lifting his forehead from his beetle wood desk, with a creak in his chair the goblin beverageer stood up and peeked through the blinders covering the windows of his office for a brief moment at the 1st shift workers on the bottling floor. It was hard for him not to take the theft personally.

Did one of them hate his guts? Denk wasn't overly strict, and hours here were better than any factory in the city. Pay for that labor came at a premium too for how little time they put in before going home at the end of the day, even though the rate wasn't anything special.

Growing pains weren't supposed to come this early, not when the margins and budget were already tight enough as is.

He'd need to address this problem best he can with what he had. And if this complication turned out to be a new player in town, well, he couldn't afford to let them take a slice of the pie for themselves when it was becoming increasingly apparent that picking up the crumbs made all the difference in this business.

1) Caffeine is incorporated into Burlsi in moderate amounts, and a new Burlsi 'mini' energy drink with concentrated ingredients in a smaller bottle are introduced to appeal to hard-working and small-handed customers that are looking for hours of energy that can be swallowed in a single gulp, is easy to hold and to carry around, and comes at a convenient to pay for price that's light on the coin purse.

2) Mr. Nackham, his managers, and the guards begin to look into the potential case of employee theft and/or corporate espionage, with all potential suspects being excluded from the investigation until cleared of suspicion. Until they get to the bottom of things, managers and guards are given two additional hours a day spent solely on improving security and finding out exactly what went wrong. A bonus that will effectively double their pay to 10G for the season if they achieve satisfactory results is promised to provide incentive.

Employees are interviewed, details surrounding the when and where of the incident are investigated to narrow down the list of suspects, and, more clandestinely, the garbage of employees is rifled through under the guide of city trash collection services, and potential local sites for competing soft drink companies to take root are scouted out for the stolen property, and, if any rival business is determined responsible, evidence is given to local law enforcement authorities along with a well-placed bribe of 40G and a few crates of Burlsi Mini to expedite justice and confiscate any equipment of use from this would-be competitor into Mr. Nackham's possession.

Otherwise, if determined to be mere workplace theft, the employee(s) responsible are given a warning and (collectively) docked 2G pay for the season to reimburse the Burlsi company.

Status

Burlsi: A clear carbonated drink made from (sweet and earthy) beetle bark and a moderate amount of caffeine and sugar. Transparent bottles have knobbly, tree-inspired design. Labeling displays an ent mascot, advertises the added boost of energy, and offers free Burlsi to people who return enough clean and intact bottles to the factory. 30S individually, sold in crates of six for 180S.

Burlsi Mini: A clear carbonated energy drink made from (sweet and earthy) beetle bark and a high amount of caffeine and sugar. Small transparent bottles have a knobbly, tree-inspired design. Labeling displays an ent mascot, advertises it's concentrated ingredients, and offers free Burlsi Mini to people who return enough clean and intact bottles to the factory. 5S individually, sold in crates of eighteen for 90S.

Pay: Workers are paid 5G a season. Bonuses of 5G are offered to management and security excluding Mr. Nackham upon a satisfactory completion of the ongoing investigation.

Staff: 30 goblin workers, 10 human workers, 5 orc workers, and 5 elf workers, as well as 2 human guards, 2 orc guards, and 2 goblin guards.

Factory: Small, with assembly line.

Ingredients: Beetle bark, sugar, caffeine.

1st: 8 hrs.
4:00 A.M. to 12:00 P.M.
2nd: 8 hrs.
12:00 P.M. to 8:00 P.M.
3rd: 8 hrs.
8:00 P.M. to 4:00 A.M.

Bottling: responsible for the making, labeling, and packaging of product, and cleaning work stations.

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Handling: responsible for getting ingredients from suppliers to the factory's work stations, the storage of ingredients and products, and getting products from work stations / storage into the hands of customers.

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Security: responsible for patrolling the factory and it's perimeter, escorting shipments, enforcing contracts, theft prevention, thwarting corporate espionage, and keeping an eye out for sabotage attempts.

1st shift
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2nd shift
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3rd shift
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Managing: responsible for overseeing employees, workplace safety, proper storage, product quality, improving ergonomics, liaising with suppliers and customers, and advertisement.

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The Fizz Company
Fizz Compound, Council of Grihaas
Workers(20) | Double Efficiency
5 Human Workers
5 Orc Workers
5 Goblin Workers
5 Elf Workers

Guards(6)
3 Human Guards
3 Orc Guards

Ingredients
Ysrendelle canes

Perks
Bonus to Local Sales(Council of Grihaas)

Employee Salary
Slightly Above Average

Products
Fizz Cola Original, 1st Edition

Gold Reserves
220

Facilities
Large Factory
Medium Factory
Free Action:
1. Acquire the Large Factory for 150 Gold. Operations moved to the Large Factory.
2. Saluud was added to the Fizz Cola. The product was split into Fizz Cola Original and Fizz Cola High(with Saluud)


Order 1: Connections, Sponsorship, and Monopoly
Sherlock Moriarty, President of The Fizz Company, with the help of his new friend - the nobleman Henry Dangers will attempt to establish connections with influential people in The Council of Grihaas. Ideally, even reach the High Council itself.

They already established a preliminary albeit indirect relationship with the Orc Adventurer Darlam RageFist, The Vampiric Princess Arleen Quass, and The Galant Wizard F'Uul Veem. Sherlocks invites them to be a sponsor of the Fizz Cola. He wishes for the Galant Wizard to include the Fizz Cola in his novels, the Orc Adventurer to well... keep smashing the drink publicly and officially endorse it, and the Vampiric Princess to endorse it and possibly even help them develop a Blood-infused Fizz Cola meant for vampires.
Order 2: Exhibitions, Distribution, and Retail
"Send the invitations, my dear Nel." Sherlock smiled as he handed a list with names of nobles and merchants, big and small, new and old, far and near, to Nelaeryn. His elven assistant gave a quick glance at the list before asking, "How are you so sure they will attend the event, Sir? These people must be very busy."

"It's simple, actually. They will attend because they have no choice." Sherlock chuckled as he picked up a Fizz Cola and placed it at the center of his desk. "That, my dear Nelaeryn, is the next big thing in this nation. Something that is never seen before, already well-received by the public, and to sum it up - a big business success. Now, this is a really big and delicious pie. I happen to announce that I want to share this pie with them, so what choice do they have but to scurry before me and beg for a share?"

"But what if some of them don't want a share of the pie?" Nelaeryn asked.

"They're dogs for gold and money, if they see an opportunity somewhere, they will bite. And it doesn't matter, if they don't try to fight for it then their competitors will and they will be the ones to earn a profit. What kind of merchant would give up an opportunity to their competitors?" He slyly smiled.

"That is very...impressive, Sir. You will definitely be the King of Sodas in the near future! I know you're very busy so I will not disturb you any longer." Nelaeryn bowed and left the office to send the invitations.

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Merchants and noblemen were invited to the Fizz Company for a 2-day Product Exhibition. However, the main purpose of the event was to settle distribution and manufacturing rights for Fizz Cola. Sherlock Moriarty - the company president, intends to implement a revolutionary strategy and plans to offer manufacturing and local distribution rights to merchants and noblemen
First Day of Product Exhibition
On the first day of the product exhibition, the bidding for regional manufacturing rights will commence. Merchants and noblemen(ideally those who have manufacturing capabilities) are to bid on the manufacturing rights for their specific region. If they win the bid and are awarded the rights, they will be supplied by the Fizz Company with the concentrates and syrups needed for them to manufacture Fizz Cola. All they have to do is add water and carbonization.

The Fizz Cola Distribution Channel
The Fizz Cola > Bottler/Manufacturer > Retailers(Restaurants, shops, taverns and hotels, etc) > Consumers

The Fizz Company alone cannot sell Fizz Cola to the entire nation, so why not tap into the resources of other people?


Second Day of Product Exhibition
On the second day of the product exhibition, the Fizz Company will reveal those who were awarded regional manufacturing rights. This day will then be used for deals between manufacturers and wholesalers/retailers. The Fizz Company being the sole manufacturer in the Capital Region will use this opportunity to close deals between retailers and wholesalers in the locality.

Important Notes
1. Henry Danger's resources and connections were tapped to aid in the success of this event.
2. Sherlock Moriarty Character Traits: [PERSUASIVE], [STRATEGIC]
3. Manufacturing for the Capital Region is handled by the Fizz Company


 
Soda and Potions: A Story of Fantasy Rivalry

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YEAR 1, TURN 3: Spring

Mr Xexion read the most recent news reports from all of the civilized countries in the Realm of Rodaxear. He was very pleased at all of the various tidbits of information that he was coming across.

So far, they all seemed to be on their way, with some companies already doing astronomically well and some getting off to a rough start, but still managing to pull through.

Certainly, the ones that had the most to lose or gain were the ones that were in direct competition with each other for their clientele. Only time will truly tell who will come ahead and who will be left to rot within the annuls of history.

Valley Gorge
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Eridium Bubblers Co.

The rival organization was being poached from their employees. Mushroom Falls as a drink was not selling nearly as well as the main brew that actually came from Eridium Bubblers Co and the fact that some of these knock off workers were being poached, certainly didn’t help their situation, though it very much helped out the Bubblers. (Increase in Sales)

The Ad Campaign was working wonders. Everyone wanted a special sweater from the company and it helped out the sales. (Bonus to Local Sales) The quality was a mystery at present, but it was more about the possibility of getting free stuff.

The miners absolutely loved the stuff and couldn’t seem to get enough. By proxy, their families also ended up drinking them by the dozens. It was very quickly becoming the most popular drink within the Valley.


Current Net Gain for the WINTER: 372 Gold

ClockWork City

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Burlsi.

Business was booming. It wasn’t long before they managed to track down the wayward employees with the incentive of the bonus for stopping the runoff. With the hole plugged up, it helped pave the way for a greater revenue of sales as the other workers began to work extra hard to meet the demands of their employer.

The caffeine proved to be a huge multiplier of sales within the city that never sleeps. It helped give that extra energy and pep in the steps of the various workers of the city. IN fact, it was quickly becoming the go to drink. It could soon overtake Coffee and Tea at this rate. (Huge Bonus to Local Sales)

However, there was a major malfunction in the production line and a dozen workers were injured, bringing current production to a sudden and eerie stop. It will need to be repaired which will cost 60 Gold. And the dozen workers will be out for the season to heal up. (Decrease in Production)


Current Net Gain for the Season: 100 Gold

Minosa

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Reginald’s Private Reserve

The change in location, from a single seaside to the open ocean was a big difference. For one, all of the Mermaids seemed to be even happier and the humans seemed pretty happy as well.

Sales were up and the income from renting out the small factory was also very good. In fact, it seemed that all of the business from his new drink was causing others to follow them.

A small flotilla of ships of various sizes were trailing behind the Factory Pirate Ship. It seemed that there was a steady following of loyal customers that were willing to do just about anything to get that next sip of the next product that comes off of the line of Reginald’s Private Reserve.

Reginald, in his happiness, sent out a request for a hiring of employees and started scooping up a large amount of them, even to the detriments of his own pockets.

He managed to hire 25 new Mermaid Workers, costing him 175 Gold. But Reginald wanted to make people happy, even if it hurt him in the long run. Happiness of others and their new found LOVE for him, was what mattered most.

After paying his current employees for the season, it would soon become apparent that they would need to be ramping up production, which should happen with these new happy mermaids on board


Current Net Gain for the Season: -70 Gold

The Dead Lands
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Devilishly Fine Soda and Potions

An adventuring party was hired to search for more and new ingredients to use in the soda. And they searched and searched The Dead Lands, until they came across Death Root. It tastes like sour pickles and crumbles easily unless taken with the most delicate touch.

New Guards were hired, adding to the versatile faction that was developing. The people were happy at how open and accepting this company was proceeding with.

The Undead community was drawing closer to Pop’n’Locks. Their slogan of By Undead and For Undead, or BUFU was becoming very popular among the fallen clans. It was starting to dig into local sales. (Decrease in Local Sales.

Net Gain 81 GP


University of SpellHard

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Wicked Brew

The Board which had before only been barely tolerating the presence of the former Dragon and Board Member, became very happy indeed once the donation was received and the palms were greased.

It became very easy to suddenly acquire additional space, A Small Factory expansion was added to their burgeoning operations, something that only seemed to ruffle the feathers of their direct competition, the Harpies of Duster Energy.

A fanboy of Duster Energy managed to sneak past the guards and destroy 3 Crates of Soda before they managed to get away. (Decrease in Profit for next Season)

Wizards from many of the different campuses came together to honor the Great Auridrex that even in some small way, he has returned to teaching. A full festival takes place on the grounds in front of the Factory space. Employees seize on this opportunity to begin selling Soda at Festival Prices and boosted company sales

Net Gain: 200 GP


Duster Energy

Blaze. It was becoming the newest craze all along the campus. Even though it seemed that overall, the drinks of Wicked Brew were more popular, they were far less to them and Blaze was being a direct hard competition against Inferno.

Arguments and fights would break out over campus over which was better, Blaze or Inferno. Inferno or Blaze.

The Blaze fanboys would lord their cool new merch over the Inferno lovers. As such, it was very obvious who loved Inferno and who didn’t. They became almost like Gang colors. Except that the other side didn’t have any uniformity. That gave them an edge with some of the students who wanted to belong. (Bonus to Outcast students)

Fan clubs for the Harpy girls began to grow. Some even gifted the Harpies various gifts such as teddy bears, chocolates and roses.


Net Gain: 130 GP

The Churchocracy of Oupital

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Mist Bubbles Sodas & Teas LLC

The Jade Light Powder was a true success, especially with adventurers and those on the move. This allowed them to drink the refreshing flavor of the soda with just a small amount of liquid to bring it bursting to life. It quickly spread to the adventuring community as to the portable and potable nature of the Jade Light Powder and how easy it was to acquire.

The Church truly continued to take to this newfound company. The Priests and especially the Red Priests and their Inquisitors were impressed by how much the company wished to adhere to scripture with their beverage. It was truly an impressive thing and one worthy of respect for such devotion to the righteous cause.

It soon was becoming available at most services, with the government acquiring large orders for the various churches of the Churchocracy. (Huge Bonus to Local Sales)

5 more Inquisitors and 1 more Red Priest arrived for the extra added protection of the product. Now that this company was much more involved with the church, there would be those who might harbor ill will against it and they must not be allowed to do so.

Net Gain: 310 GP

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There was no denying that the Secret Soda and the Secret Cream Soda was a popular one among the common people. But it certainly seemed that their competition was ecking its way into the upper echelons of society and of church society as well.

But their drink was the drink of the common people. You’d find people drinking it after work or at home at night, or even just on the street. It was easy to get ahold of and the people enjoyed the taste.

Some felt that its competitor was far too “fancy” for normal drinking, especially the more and more that it became a part of the Church. (Bonus to Local Commoner sales)

An incident occurred. A handful of Gelatinous Cubes escaped the building and destroyed a park before they were wrangled back inside. All of the guards responsible had been whipped and the Inquisitors performed penance involving fasting of water and drink for 3 days. (Bad Publicity, decrease sales)


Net gain: 242 GP

Council of Grihaas

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The Fizz Company

Things were going swimmingly. The various endorsers had willingly become full sponsors with the Vampire Queen beginning the process to help them design a soft drink specifically towards the Vampire Market.

As for the campaign to create more Producers, that had been less successful. While there were some that were willing to take the leap and jump towards this new direction, many were intimidated by the high margin of failure in such a new market.

However, there were many restaurants and stores that wished to become part of actual distribution. Such as The High Emporium of Potions and Liquors, The Roasted Boar and Aisling’s Grill and Lounge. (Huge Bonus to Local Sales and small bonus to Sales outside Grihaas)

Net Gain: 400 GP​
 
Wicked Brew
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The chamber was dark with various lanterns full of faerie fire burned, leaving it in a purple hue. There was a large pool of roiling fluid that seems to bubble and churn while off to the side was a reinforced stand holding the immense pieces of golden armor with draconic imagery that was the armor of Auridrex. The Kobold guard captain stood before the pool looking a little nervous considering just where he was. This was the inner sanctum of the mutant dragon whom he worshiped. The Brew Cult was gaining members, to the point that all paid staff were currently part of it. The Interns had yet to be converted, but that would just be a matter of time.

"Explain," demanded a gurgling voice from the pool as bubbles increased in number and vapors rose from it.

"There's been a loss of product, my lord. Some idiot student managed to slip in and destroy 3 crates..." Captain Largogo managed to sputter out as he regards the pool warily. Vast shapes shift beneath the surface. They would crest here and there for a moment only to vanish below the fluid again.

"You let a student destroy 3 crates worth of product, do you know how troublesome that is?" snarled the gurgling voice from within the pools before tenacles became more visible as a great mass of them rises up out of the fluid before Largogo. There was no face to be seen, only the roiling, shifting mass before several manage to reach out to the armor on the stand. The faceplace is seized and drawn into the mass where a seeming head seems to form agaisnt it.

"We're still adjusting to the new space, my lord. The University has granted us more production space. My men can only cover so much," pleads the guard captain as he focuses upon the faceplate now.

"I do not like excuses," said a more stable and controlled voice from the faceplate as the mass of tentacles exits the pool. It seize the other armor pieces and seems to flow into them, assuming a more hulking humanoid form that the enchanted armor forced it into. Auridrex sighs and flexes his 'limbs' some as he turns back to regard the guard captain with clear annoyance.

"Its true though and those Duster idiots are like a mob. I need more guards if I'm gonna keep this place safe, my lord." Largogo manages to look resolute before the hulking mutant that thudded towards him. The once great golden dragon now more just a mad mutant... yet he was powerful. He had survived becoming this, so it was that the Brew Cult worshiped him utterly.

"I should just eat you for your failure. But no... I think I will grant you your request. The increased guard staff should be able to fix this issue. Nothing must jeopardize our new larger scale production. Is that understood?" Auridrex demanded as he walks past the minion and pulls a lever. The pool of burbling chemicals starts to drain and water flows in to wash it all away.

"Of course, my lord. I will not let you down!" Largogo declared and thumped his chest.

"I'm sure you won't... or you'll be my latest meal," Auridrex said with a monstrous growl. "Even now our profits have to be shifted. I must encourage the University to support us more. Their knowledge and resources are our greatest weapon. Someday I may even be restored to the Board, yessss."

"They would be fools to deny your return, my lord!" Largogo agreed with a nod.

"Of course they would. But they must be eased into it. The more Wicked Brew can succeed, the more I can assert power over the University. However, I have new orders for you. The next saboteur you capture.... disappear them. I want them for experimentation. Wicked Brew must explore the deepest depths of flavor and experience. A test subject would be perfect," Auridrex said with dark delight as he strokes his faceplate in thought. "You may go. I have another letter to pen and funds to dispense. I expect results, captain, or you will become the test subject I seek."

Largogo flees the inner sanctum rapidly as Auridrex just chuckels to himself. He moves to find quill and pen again, so much to do as the aspiring master of his own cult and business. The Brew Cult would have to spread but for the moment, their security and resource needs were far more important. Profits had to be maintained... and the University needed to be enticed to greater levels of support for his plans.

Actions
1. Auridrex will 'donate' 100 gold to the University, requesting their consultation and assistance in finding new ingredients to expand the flavor range of Wicked Brew. Research into advancing in their current resources would also be appreciated if the company is to continue its efforts to support 'academic achievements' with what funds it can spare. (100 Gold)

2.Hiring 4 Human Guards, 2 Kobold Guards (100 Gold)

Factory
2 Rooms + Small Factory

Tools
Masterwork

Pay
Above Average

Workers
2x Human (2 Brew Cult)
3x Elves (3 Brew Cult)

Interns
11x Humans
4x Elves
4x Goblins

Guards
2x Human (2 Brew Cult)
4x Kobold (4 Brew Cult)

Ingredients
Dragon’s Breath - Red extremely spicy fruit that goes well for both Students and Orcs. (Local Sales Bonus)

Perks
Local Sales Bonus
Magic Lessons (Happiness Boost even at Lower Pay)
Blue Mana
Red Mana

Products
Dragonrush (Original Dragon's Breath Flavor)
Frostwyrm (Cool Dragon's Breath - Blue Mana)
Inferno (Super Spicy Dragon's Breath - Red Mana)

Coffers
210 Gold
-100 Donated to the University
-100 for recruitment (4 Human Guards, 2 Kobold Guards)
= 10 Gold​
 
10 by 10 Co

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Products
Secret Soda (Earthen Mound)
Secret Cream Soda (Earthen Mound/ White Mana)

Employees:
23 Gelatinous Cube Workers,
2 Human Workers
6 Human Guards
7 Kobold Guards
5 Goblin Guard
2 Orc Guard
5 Inquisitors
1 Red Priest

Ingredients
Earthen Mound: A strange tasting Macha flavour

Perks
White Mana
Huge Bonus to Local Sales
Additional Defence from Attacks to the building or employees (Workplace Vigilance Scheme)
Bonus to Local Commoner sales
Bad Publicity


Wages
Low

Price
Average

Finances
247 (240)​






Hahaha! We gone done it and we bleedin got away with it, just like Price planned.

It was bloody easy to blame the other 'Gaards' for the 'axident' with the Cubes. Those sanctipotamus smellfungus are so quick to stick anytin bad on the sin skins, hehe. Meself, I got no problem with em, their gulds just as shiny as any man's but when you live outside the law in Oupital it pays to have an ever-reddy patsy. Luckily for us, that meens every other thing under the sun.

It's like Price told the Inquizzors "Everytin was rite as rain until the Sin Skins showed" and CRACK goes the whip on everywon but us. Yet it was us that gone done it ya see, in no small part tanks to me and me lockpick. Yet do dey tank me?

Nope!

Dey just nagged me all day instead.


"Jones, make sure to leave the loading bay unlocked."
"Bob, are you sure you left the loading bay unlocked.
"Robert, is the loading bay..."

For the upteenth time yes! I bloody rote it down like they told me so i wouldn't forget, so stop hassling me! Gah!

I rite everything down like dey told me so show's me a little respect. We've been running together since we was nee high so you'd think dey could trust me just a smidge.


It's a shame dough those Cubes didn't manage to grab some sin skins while they were loose, or a priest or two to bring in some new flavores. Price said we need to xpand soon or we'll get left behind. My mate Keith saids it ain't all bad news owever. With the Cubes smashing up the park dey probably worked up an appetight, not to menshun had a taste of the outside world so dey probably are absolootly gagging to get there hands on summin he rekons.

I agrees.

'Cleening' up after these Cubes for so long, I've started to get a feel for em. And they look to me to be ungry. Best stay out of the curridors for a while.

They say we need to destroy any evidents but best to keep this so i don't forget.

Don't want to be nagged again.

Or dead...

I'll rite it on the back.





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Actions
Gelatinous Cube's may now Engulf undesirables within the workplace. (Adapted/ Cleaner keyword used)
As a free action per turn player may roll a d100 to search for unpaid or enemy units with Gelatinous Cube's.
On a roll of 70+, enemy units are revealed and engulfed by a cube. The owning player may attempt an escape on their next turn by performing a dice roll (12+ on d20). If unsuccessful unit becomes an ingredient.
A modifier is applied to the roll for each Gelatinous Cube present at work.
If the Engulf roll is failed or there are no enemy units present, own units are engulfed
Silver pieces will be dispensed among the cubes to act as incentives/ bait (7G)
All Guards receive the keyword Lawless
 
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𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓵𝔂 𝓕𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓢𝓸𝓭𝓪 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓟𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼
𝓜𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓢𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓪 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓪 𝓖𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓣𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵'𝓼 𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲𝓬𝓮!​

"Blasted skeleton bastard, we need to increase our advertisements!" Trilroxan paced within his office, glaring out at the factory floor as he did so. With a deep sigh he stopped at his desk and poured himself a fair-sized glass of strong liquor, taking a long drink from it as soon he did. "Profits cannot remain this low, especially not if I want to take over this blasted realm and show those imbecilic bastards that I am worth far more than they are."

A loud knocking came from the demon's door, nearly causing him to spill his drink. Cursing, he quickly schooled himself back into the false persona that he had taken during the business hours and smiled at the door and called out for whoever it was to enter.

"Got the results back from our adventure boss man, found something we are calling Death Root. Tastes like a pickle but crumbles at the barest touch so be careful," the leader of the party that the demon had hired entered and wasted no time giving his report, making him tense slightly in surprise. "Brought enough back to last you a bit and gave a couple of your guards a map to where we found it to get more as requested."

"Ah yes, thank you kindly good sir!" Trilroxan smiled at the man, eager to begin his tests to determine what to do with this 'Death Root'. "Would you have anything else to report or is that all?"

"Aye, thats all. Ever want to hire us again feel free, but next time we won't be coming so cheap!" The man was quick to leave, laughing the whole way.

'He is the first to die then, no one will be so arrogant to me when I take control,' the demon glared at the closed door, sighing after a few moments and reaching out to take a sample of his new ingredient. 'Bastard! He didn't warn me it would be this sour!'


Actions
Research Death Root ingredient and discover properties

Increase advertisements for 'Extended Youth' within The Dead Lands

Workers
12x Skeletons
6x Orcs
2x Humans
2x Goblins
2x Kobolds

Guards
2x Skeleton
2x Human
2x Kobold
2x Goblin

Ingredients
Pure White Berries - The Pure White Berries tasted almost sickeningly sweet. It seems to have a good effect on Arthritis, High Blood Pressure and Infertility.
Death Root - It tastes like sour pickles and crumbles easily unless taken with the most delicate touch.

Products
Extended Youth - Pure White Berries - 45 silver

Current Funds
226 Gold

Trilroxan Personal Funds
8 Gold

Pay
Total: 186
 
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Eridium Bubbler’s Co.
Jude was rather absent this Spring. But rumors around the workers started to spread that she was just super busy preparing for the new year. Ingredients would be tested, more new hires would be added, and raises were to be expected.


Action 1: Hire 25 additional human workers (50G)
Action 2: Hire two Low-Level Adventuring Parties (200G)

Current Funds: 532

Worker Paycheck: 5G
Guard Paycheck: 7G
 

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