TIS I, A HUMBLE CAPITALIST.

[murderbaby]

WHO: Ilias, Darras, Mhavos, Silver
WHAT: Vacation in Nevarra.
WHEN: Honestly probably backdated, whoops.
WHERE: A warehouse in Nevarra.
NOTES: time is bad.

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[staysail]

No great reader, Darras looks over. He's been keeping a kind of watch, sifting dubiously through files and glancing over the letters like they mean more than they do. The thing is, you don't need to be a great reader to put together what that might mean. Nevarran politics, something written down, something that might make them some coin...

"Think I've heard of that." He folds his arms over his chest and settles back against the doorframe, perfectly at ease. "It's when you can profit on the side a bit, yeah? Or a great deal of profit, depending. And all of it usually without anyone being the wiser. An interesting suggestion to have in the moment. What's on that parchment that has you so convinced we'll be looked after?"

[murderbaby]

Mhavos nods, and taps his fingers against the pages. "I do not know this brewing conflict intimately," he says, "but I doubt either side would be pleased to learn that one of their suppliers is playing both angles."

He holds the papers a little higher. "And what we have is proof of just that."

[hornswoggle]

"Suppose we're inclined to control the flow of goods?"

A question that begs asking, as Mhavos has already graciously introduced the idea of taking a share. It would have been taxing to have to advocate for both.

[libratus]

Ilias looks a little like taking a cut is some sort of conversational tar he doesn't want to get on his shoe. If they must, though.

"To whose benefit?" Not rhetorical; considering. Riftwatch's, certainly, but-- "Both sides are preparing for war. Our ambitious importer has profited from soothing that conflict, not fanning its flames. But does it help us any, if Nevarra should erupt into chaos sooner rather than later?"

[murderbaby]

Mhavos nods. "I am generally a proponent of less chaos, where possible."

He doubts his word matters much, but he's said it. Often that feels like all he can do.

[hornswoggle]

"Consider that through her we have an opportunity to influence the outcome of that war."

It feels like a valuable opportunity to work towards a desirable outcome. He senses already that this will be difficult to convince the assembled party. Ilias is the sticking point.

There is only so far John cares to push at him after their last excursion in Nevarra. His eyes move to Darras, gaze sharpening as he awaits some sort of response.