Magistrate Vellore of Lys now understood the comparison to the Dothraki. They don't build just live in tents and acted like beasts fucking and killing everywhere. I used to think our buildings and walls were among the best architectural marvels catching up to valeria in time after all Lys was a colony to start with. But now it seems like all we build are Mud huts and call it grand. Snapping back I realized the huge possibilities this brought me if I can get a good rapport with the nobles or the Prince I can seek benefits for both nations with myself as a middle man stabilizing my position as a magistrate. With that I went to the gift to check and clean her to the best level I could even giving her the best clothes I had after all she was my ticket to a comeback.
This city is something else. Is this how people felt looking at Valeria a sort of deep understanding that this was the peak of the world everyone seems to naturally understand. This was on lord Stannis mind as they entered the port to a city so far removed from anything he had experienced in his life that it seemed to be another world.
Walking the streets with Sir Davos and his guards they all felt so out of place like the peasants that entered the red keep but worse. With only some basic similarities with Westeros like the carriage that passed by. But it had a different design and was pulled by a iron Horse. The roads were there but tiled in Gray and black and covered in strange clear material that looks cleaner than glass but harder than steel they found it quite hard to navigate such a place thankfully most of the city was restricted to them. .
There was no smell of shit or piss or unwashed people milling about it was just people dressed in strange noble attire when asked that they did the reply was mixed as he couldn't understand half the jobs but he did understand labors in good if a bit dirty clothing then it clicked these where common people not Nobles. For a moment Stannis believed it was some sort of elaborate act to show how powerful there nation is after all how could the small folk dress and eat as well as nobles it was simply unsustainable.
Not to mention the size of everything from the common houses to a academy that acted like the maesters citadel the size of the red keep. Every building held more wealth than his banner men combined just based on the ornate stonework and glass windows with glowing crystals that give light to each and every room and exquisite furniture only found in the homes of the wealthy but here it was as if it was of no value.This was so far out of his and his men's world view that they retired to the ship for the rest of the day to recover from the shock of such a ludicrous place existing.
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"My prince we have found one faceless man among the crew of the fleet it seems the energy reaction to keep himself hidden using the skin of others is very easy for scanners to pick up but very hard to identify visually".
I was currently in my lab tinkering with some golden age of technology stuff when one of the intelligence division members popped up and asked for orders meaning Roboute thought this was part of the plan and left it up to me. "leave them for now but stop them from snooping if necessary. Don't let them know we can see through them." A faceless man quite interesting I wonder if they think we are another Valeria or maybe a colony if so then they will become annoying as far as I remember the organization was formed to kill slaves and slave owners by the slaves of Valeria initially and fled to Braavos to keep up the good work of granting death to anyone for their god.
While the kingdom was built around me with very little direction on my part other than adding in more human characteristics to the third generation and making the forge of creation basically a reskin of the table that the first and second generation used but looking like upgraded protoss gateway portal why because it's so dam cool. So when a mommy and daddy or anyone (even just one person) love each other very much toss in some of their blocks and out comes a mix or a semi randomized mutation based on the originals and it looks like a act of God not just a table in the middle of a room.
The tech tree is now high enough for me to be called very op but not enough to stop time travel or continent destroying attacks so I sense a time skip coming but first I must get ready to act as ruler lucky I had momonga to copy from. I thought as I took on a Regal pose with my hand waving to the left.
In a plaza surrounded by stalls on all sides merchants buying and selling were bickering over price and quantity while some lords bought what ever cought the eye the most. This was the second batch to dock and trade so they made the most out of it.
The goods sold where all very interesting and unique there were multiple copies of books with excellent illustrations with titles like Ancient history volume 1, The differences between true dragons and wyverns, How to rule for dummys and the biggest book Fundamental Principles of Magacratic Governance by Frianne Gushmond that had all been translated from their strange pictorial language (Japanese Kanji) into common.
Other things included large and detailed maps, glassware, furniture, clothing in their strange style, a box of potions and how to use them to heal wounds, statues with a spiked wheel (gear) and skull, Small boxes that use magic to play sounds after winding up.
"7th guy today" I said as I looked over the dead sailor "let's find out the ship he worked on" I sigh at the stupidity of people. The main problem was theft bunch of desperate guys thinking to steal something small and get rich when they're home unfortunately the main targets had been thief proofed in this area of the city the lights that attracted greed thinking they were glowing gems try snatching them unfortunately they give off a hell of a electric shock when touched to much and explode if moved or damaged Boss Vulcan is really scary when she wants to be. Marines like myself are patrolling everything else. The poor dead guy was hoping to get a replicator in a bag even if he he did it would just call for more of them until it was free. Not the worst death I had seen that award went to random Braavosi merchant who somehow ended up fighting a Marine to the death. I think we traumatized the spectaculars when he was cut in half in one swing but they recovered quickly enough as expected of the people from the continents.