As an (ex) military man, Brummell certainly saw the appeal in war bonds. Although it seemed strange that they would yet be a necessity when the sole evidence of New Prussia’s hostility seemed to consist of a juvenile joke in the local newspaper. No harm in being prepared though, perhaps.
But equally, those health supplies were sore needed, and few were well placed to aid in that. It was practically his civic duty. Even before considering his own health. Strange that even a being of pure light could contract this illness. And those lizards considered themselves immune!
And who could resist the latest fashions? Certainly not Brummell.
-Qaaxtzl! An errand! What are you doing there, boy? Away from my writing desk!
The smell of war wafts on Weatherby’s zephyrs and that means money soon to follow. Lots of money for those who know how to invest. Every war needs resources, and resources delivered in a timely manner. Shipping and the means to protect it will be vital to the war effort. And if there’s to be war, what better way to protect our position as citizens than a mayor we have in our pockets already.
Now where’s Igor?
Igor, take your food and clothing allowance for the year and go down to the betting office. Place it all on whatever the long-shot is this season.
Yes, Master.
And Igor…
Yes, Master?
You are as malodorous as a sandfish dead three weeks.
“Okay, Ladies and Gentlesentients, this is what we live for.” Liv surveys the newsroom in front of him. A better crew, he couldn’t ask for. "I need profiles on all three candidates – dig as deep as you need to. If they’ve got a skeleton or exoskeleton hidden in a closet somewhere, I want to know about it. You know the drill.
“Hennesy, I want you and Skrrish looking into these New Prussia rumours. Let’s see if there’s any truth there, and if not, what’s really going on. Krohl and Netsup, I’ve got a special assignment for you.” Much as he’d love to leave his two best investigative reporters on the political beat, it’s going to take specialists to find anything about (@manwich). Whatever that thing is up to, it isn’t for the good of the people.
“I’m going to be gone for a couple of weeks to the South, looking into that new resort that they’ve got there – I’ve heard whispers that there was something about the contracting on the build. I’ve also got a couple of other ideas in mind while I’m down there.” Nobody else has a local reporter in the area, he might as well be the first.
"Haliday, you keep working on that .NET thing. Sentient sandfish isn’t the most ridiculous thing I’ve heard, but it wouldn’t be the first time in history someone used the cover of a sentientarian mission for something more sinister.
“And everybody: if you’re feeling under the weather, that’s what we have a doctor for. No sense feeling sick if you don’t have to, and the same goes for your families. Now, I know we’re all hoping for the relief ships, but don’t forget the resources you’ve got right in front of you.” If there’s one thing he can be proud of, it’s that the Post-Ledger looks after its people, as DeForest Hall does for its tenants.
[GM Note: In the run up to our two-week break, I’m discovering a number of hard deadlines that need attention, which will result in some time shifting for the start of turns 5 and turns 6. As such, I expect the following temporary deviation from our usual Sunday posting of results, Monday posting of turn options, and Friday deadline:]
Turn 5: Results of turn 4 to be posted: Tue Mar 13 by 11pm EDT
Options for turn 5 to be posted: Wed Mar 14 by 11pm EDT
Deadline for turn 5 orders: Sun Mar 18 by 5pm EDT
Turn 6: Results of turn 5 to be posted: Tue Mar 20 by 11pm EDT
Option for turn 6 to be posted: Wed Mar 21 bu 11pm EDT
Deadline for turn 6 orders: Sun Apr 1 by 11pm EDT
[As previously mentioned, I’ll be out of the country starting Mar 30 through Apr 12 and without internet, so you’ll be on your own for remembering to submit orders for turn 6. Apologies for the scheduling kerfluffle, but this is the only deadline I’m at liberty to alter. Thanks for understanding.]