It had been a week since Wolfe first died here. The various completed businesses were up and running, settling into a routine but people were now starting to go on intentional adventures to collect the materials for the remaining construction projects across what proved to be a Kingdom that Edvard III of Andrite had been put in charge of, he was now Edvard of Retowner, though he imagined later generations would call him Edvard I once they needed to diffienterate. The father of Bishop Carmen was now fifty years younger, meaning he would be in the fourth decade of his life had he been born with this body.

Along with wife Adrette, daughter Henrietta and grandson Liam they made up the new royal family. Carmen had to recant the right of himself and his decendants when he converted to the faith of Drath, though that was a conflict with being a member of the clergy not the religion in general.

Edvard was contemplating the core that ran the Kingdom and how he could not only drill down to the principalities that made it up but go further, down to their component marches and further in that vein until he got to individual buildings. In theory instead of going through the tree based on national administrative regions he could instead go through the ones for the church but in practice they were the same.

Carmen now ruled an area known as the Bishopric of Principality which was the South West quadrant of the Kingdom and had a coastline. Henrietta also ruled a Principality, hers was unnamed as yet though it was currently listed with her name in the possessive, likey to later be a corruption of that name. Her Principality was the South East quadrant of the Kingdom and was to be ruled by the heir to the throne. The North West Principality was ruled by Carmen's son Gareth and had been named New Andrite in reference to the Kingdom he no longer stood to inherit, whilst his daughter Carlotta stood as Carmen's heir for the South West one. The North East Principality was known as New Virroy and was ruled by Edvard's nephew Vincent who had been the Count of Virroy previously but had ascended to Prince, in the sense of one in charge of a Principality rather than one in line for a throne, upon arrival. Central to all four, though sprawling more over the South East, was the capital of Retown that was the monarch's personal charge.

The geography was not really visible in the current mode but there were a number of alternative views that could be used, in addition to this political mode, there was a geographical one, another showing desirability of living in an area and a fourth showing population happiness. He still didn't comprehend what those were showing.

As well as the maps, there were several tabs showing various statistics. One showed that a crime had yet to be committed in the kingdom, but would eventually show how many of which type - Edvard wasn't nieve enough to think the world was now crime free.

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John Quill had taken a new name, referring to a blow pipe conbatant. The former assassin found he had no compulsion to continue his previous trade but in practice was going to be turning the skills it gave him into those needed to clear dungeons. He had found a way to level his skill with the dagger by using it as more of a knife, though the world had a wider selection including various types dedicated to eating, fish, steak or table - in fact the Etiquette of when to use which was a Skill that overlapped the Knives skill which covered dagger combat. They had an equally wide selection of forks including one dedicated to cake which was a new design. Before he could start contemplating other options for cutlery he shook his head and called up his status.

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John Quill

Attributes

Body Indigo Indigo Blue

Mind Indigo Blue Blue

Respect Indigo Blue Blue

Assets Indigo Blue Blue

Skills

Fundamental

Vocabulary Blue Blue Blue

Reading Blue Green Yellow

Writing Yellow Yellow Yellow

Mathematics Blue Yellow Yellow

Etiquette Indigo Green Green Yellow Yellow Red Red Red

Crafting

Alchemy Indigo Yellow Yellow

Skinning Red

Weapons

Blow Pipe Red

Crossbow Indigo Yellow Yellow

Knives Indigo Indigo Green

John had initially been surprised by the alchemy skill unit he discovered it also covered the knowledge of making poison. He had not used it since his reincarnation into his current body, he'd picked the jet black features because it would help him hide.

Time he decided to see what this new adventurer's guild was about he thought as he walked in the door.

"Do you have a class?" Asked the short woman behind the counter, she looked like she was about three feet nine to John's eye.

"Were you not paying attention in the tutorial the gods ran, neither this world or the other has classes in that sense. I'm competent in knives, crossbows, alchemy and the fundamentals with a bias towards Etiquette."

"The gods ran a tutorial? When was this?"

"A little over a week ago, Moon Day First of Gateways was the day it concluded. They also declared it to be zero human empire as a new calendar started with the new year. Today is Thunder Day Elventh of Gateways."

"Well I suppose that does explain some things but what is this talk of old worlds?" The red skinned woman asked.

"It is home to most of the sapient species, humans, elfs, dwarfs and orcs. Only demons and slimes aren't from that world, are you the former or the latter? From what I know it's impossible to distinguish the six visually but the two native species didn't go through the tutorial."

"So that's why my wings didn't give it away, though I have never seen a slime with them. Not only am I a demon but the appointed guild master."

"I hope I haven't offended you. I'm a human looking to join the guild."

"I suppose I shouldn't have assumed that, though we do consider certain combinations of skills a class."

"This isn't the first time I've heard that, I think there was some talk of getting the system to recognise them, that said I want to move off my current track which was heading towards rogue and become more of a fighter, I understand that means broadening my selection of weapons to include at least three major categories including Foils or Swords."

"Indeed, do you have coin to register with."

"No, but I have been fighting beasts with my extant skills and have some of the products I was hoping to trade. I don't have a good harvesting skill, these earned me skinning at red one, so the quality isn't very high."

"Well, let's take a look and see what we can trade for that."

John pulled out the three pelts he'd removed from wolves he'd killed on the way here from where he'd spawned, the guild master looked at them disappointed with the number of holes.

"Thats enough to cover the registration fee but you'll need to earn more before you can take the training. I recommend running the dungeon a few times - though I wouldn't go past the first floor boss. Maybe come out when you have enough ingredients to make potion crafting practical. This token will allow you one run of the dungeon, though it may be better to find a group."

"Thank you very much guild master. I agree, I will be looking for a group. Do you know of any with vacancies I'd be suitable for?"

"No, though we do have two others looking to run the dungeon, they're a rogue and a warrior which overlaps your two roles."

"In that case I might look for a party willing to escort me for a share of the profits from the resultant alchemical goods. Is there somewhere I should wait or would it be better to post some sort of request?"

"You can't really afford either option but it looks like the first people to browse the noticeboard today will be here shortly. Stand off to the side and I'll explain to them."