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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2015 2:55:40 GMT -5
It wasn't much to speak of, but it was his. He knew the name of the Inn was spelled wrong, but it was by design. He wasn't sure others would get it. Jesh looked around the Inn realizing that Will was probably not enough to get the work that needed to be done, done. Perhaps he could kill two birds with one stone, he could advertise, trying to recruit craftsmen and vendors to the ECTC, and in the process perhaps he would come across a craftsman who he could hire and Will could assist in the upgrades to the Inn. Jesh sat down to create just such an advertisement. If you are a Merchant, a Craftsman, or a Supplier and you wish to make your products and services known and available across the great kingdom of Cruinthe, you should join the East Cruinthe Trade Company. You just keep doing what you do, we seek out clients across the kingdom and deliver your goods wherever they are desired.
If you are interested inquire within the soon to open ECsTaCy Inn, just outside of the market square.
K:15, High Cruic I, Cruic I, Literacy I, Simple; Threshold 60: 4crlekRF
The poster turned out wonderfully, so he went out, heading for the market. Three were plenty of other ads around, so Jesh tried to find a convenientish location that wasn't already taken. When he couldn't find one, he discretely tore down another poster, replacing it with his own. Then he stood back and observed, wandering if anyone would even take the time to read it.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2015 17:41:12 GMT -5
Oh, he had seen the ad. What a clever ad it was.
The name of the inn lent itself more to a brothel, but it had to have been the only way to work "ECTC" into a single word. Even though it was spelled wrong. He stared at it for a few moments. Was it spelled wrong? he thought. He tried to remember. Ecstasy... Ecstacy? Hmm. Definitely spelled wrong.
The rest of the advertisement was interesting, to say the least. He'd walk over to the place, and think about it. They implied that they already had some sort of trade distribution network. But would the goods be safe? How did he have any guarantee that he wouldn't lose product--did they have the money to guarantee him a return on his investment? And if not... how were they planning on making that money? They needed to profit by themselves, to account for the costs of their distributors, and to give any sort of incentive to business owners to sell to them. For instance, if Henri sold a dagger for 10 Ritz in Morath market, why would he loop himself in with these guys unless they were willing to pay him 11 Ritz up front? And if they did that, then how the hell were they making money by selling it for 12 Ritz in the Delta?
At least, these were simply the thoughts that sprang into his mind after reading the sign critically. Surely they already had it all worked out, and already had the "clients" they promised to have...
Connections were important.
He walked up to the door of the ECsTaCy, and knocked.
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