Time passed. Barrek's first trade run had turned a profit. Not a massive one, but enough to make the dwarf giddy, twice his usual margin. That alone was cause for celebration.
Ben wasn't surprised. The product was still new, and most didn't yet realize just how fun, or addictive, it could be. But give it a few months, and the orders would start pouring in.
Once that happened, he'd begin the next phase: opening a casino. Then a bar. An inn. All of them operated under Taleth's watch.
Expensive to build, yes. But once the network was complete, it would become a web of information, one of Ben's key weapons against the Ashking's shadow.
Now, Barrek was on his second run, this time bound for Gravenhold. His newest product: the drone golem.
