You decide against issueing an Edict, and also send messengers to find and invite a Sorceress over.
1179 AD, Spring
2to4
Some quite good profits were brought by the silverware sales to your nobles.
1179 AD, Summer
A report arrives from Ysirene, about the glasswork.
2to5
Just like silver, it brought good profits to the Treasury.
Three mornings later, a guard runs into the throne room and drops to his knees.
"Lady Empress, a magnificent lady worthy of worship has appeared out of thin air at the gates of capital! She is a Sorceress and she calls herself Yornantei Worldserpent!" Of course, you have her invited into the throne room.
Her entourage enters first; a trio of silver-skinned nude men with 'equipment' so big and visible that its making ladies swoon and men grit teeth with jealousy; their eyes are sparkling like gold, and wings sprout from behind their ears. Seven black-skinned goblins follow after each silver-man, playing trumpets, triangles, drums, horns and flutes. Then, surrounding a giant golden centipede, sixteen fomorians with large femurs as weapons close the entourage.
On top of the golden centipede, with eyes like rubies, sits she; Yornantei Worldserpent. She is a tall woman with flowing blue hair that has color akin to finest lapises. Her skin is tan and she wears nothing except a very thin tunic that changes colors from pink to red to gold to silver with each move and gust of wind. Her wrists and ankles are decorated with so much bracelets and precious chains she shouldn't be walking, but she easily and noiselessly slides from her centipede, which clicks and drools, staring at you.
"I am Yornantei Worldserpent." The Sorceress speaks with melodic, but comandeering voice that has this cold echo in it, making your skin crawl with fear. "Queen of the Night, Protector of the Moon, Gardener of Stars and Forger of the Sword that will End the World. I have heard that my services are required by this petty land, and thus I have arrived. Nothing concerns me but the wealth you have, and I know that you have lots of it. What do you ask of me, speak!"
You ask her whether she can create another Flying Horse so you can have a breeding pair. Yornantei scoffs.
"Firstly, it would be beneath me to copy the work of such a cheap knockoff like Sirstara. Secondly, I didn't make that horse, so I do not know what it is made of, and I'm sure Sirstara wouldn't bother to visit you again, either."
You then tell her that you do not know what you-
"Cut that crap, we all know that you guys did this many times, I'm sure the players probably remember all the rules by now."
"What... players?" The Sorceress laughs.
"A figure of speech, miss." Yornantei winks at you.
You decide to ask for...
A) Ask for an artifact... (details to follow)
B) Ask for a spell that will scare fanciful creatures away from the kingdom's borders.
C) Ask for prosperity and growth for the Kingdom and its populace.
D) Ask for a mighty beast to be bound as your pet/mount/guardian/something like that.
E) Ask for wisdom about many things.
F) Ask for skills of elite battlemaster.
G) Ask for charisma and silvertongue.
H) Ask for endurance and better health.
I) -
J) Ask for a spell that will make your soldiers stronger.
K) Ask for health and prosperity for your family.
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