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Eire found that it was good that his realm was mostly human. Tool use, more importantly the tools to make the tools were sized for humans, and in turn that the steady progress of agriculture ... the use of horses the rotation of crops and other developments more closely resembled now the late 1800s midwest in techniques, and with things like the mccormick reaper, but with far greater centralized large farms. It wasn't an attempt to install a royal monopoly.
He thought back to the conversation informal as it had been with Valerie recognizing that it had turned into the sort of thing he would have preferred to have had on the record... but that was ... not how medieval governance worked... even in modern earth minutes of meetings were a very late development relatively speaking and certainly for informal discussions.
It ultimately was of no consequence. There was little point dwelling on it. Eire spread his hands gesturing for the council to sit so that they could begin, once they had done so, they began with the minutiae ... the recognition of harvest yields and other factors of agrarian life, but also agrarian life on a world like Golarion. Northern Avistan already had the potato of course, but while as a crop, as staple foodstuff it helped there were other things which held back its productivity, or had.
Meiqi was, took the existence of the moldboard plow as a given. That wasn't the same for Akiros who was originally from the south of Avistan. Akiros had also spoken of the tribe which had taken him in, and for which he was accepted as some member of. The conversations were accompanied by the scribbling of Linzi's preferred quill... even as she scrawled away the reminder that Erastil was an ancient curmudgeonly old deity set in his ways. Akiros's words weren't mean spirited or hateful regarding his former, and perhaps still patron deity as he responded to Meiqi's queries about agriculture among the brevic peasantry.
"Such harvests insure well fed cities, and cities are the foundation of the civilized life," The dragon remarked in her courtly eastern accented taldane, a language she was speaking for Akiros's benefit since... the former paladin of Erastil's draconic did leave something to be desired. Still both his and Harrgulka's progress in the language given its usage was more than passable most days... but for today's court it made more sense to use Taldane given the assembled body.
Eire supposed that that might be a hurdle in the future, but it would work for today. Meiqi changed the subject to addressing Hulthrak about the pallets... which for giants were the right size to just be carried where as for humans they were used with skids to move. The venerable stone giant nodded as he informed the dragon about the latest progress in the northern narlmarches along the road of shields. This conversation drew Vordakai in, and Harrgulka as well as Akiros given his fief's proximity to the work in the north.
He allowed the council to discuss things, sitting back and waiting. The ancient cyclops had only limitted knowledge of agriculture... and as a lich even one reduced in power had little need for it personally. He did however have other ideas on how work might be improved, even if for the most part those ideas required magical infrastructure that the kingdom for now lacked. The least controversial was just to expand the efforts of having trained alchemists around, but eventually to move from alchemy to wizarding schools.
"The use of undead labor is an intriguing proposal," Jaethal observed that it was not unheard of, that Geb in the distant south was a nation of undead which employed undead labor, "but addresses a problem we do not readily have to contend with." Eire continued as she finished, "Agriculture is," He paused to take a breath, "Is the dominant portion of most economies but we enjoy a surplus, our shortage of labor is in other areas of the economy."
Vordakai nodded, "Indeed, the toil in the mines would similarly benefit." He remarked, "untiring servants do not make the mistake of tired mortals, and as you have observed time and again the demands on the iron works is unceasing. "which was true, as the bell tolled mid day it was an opportune moment to break. It was just as well Vordakai had some ideas that he had put forward of the relatively small Irriseni population potentially fielding a contingent of necromancers on the kingdom's behalf.
Jaethal fixed him with a look. "I did not bring up Geb for merely the sake of idle comparison."
"Yes?" He inquired having expected the interruption must have been some sort of signal. "There is a development?"
"We have drawn their attention...at first I suspected merely Urgathoa's church," Jaethal's goddess was silent to her, and Eire had not, intentionally so, touched too deeply on the Pallid Princess's tenants. He was however all too aware that Urgathoa's church was powerful in the undead kingdom, and Jaethal was a powerful undead... and so to was Vordakai, and while not in their league Dead Dave was a visible, known figure in the realm as well. "There is another matter," One which dealt with the great schools of the realm... the universities of the kingdom were seminaries, housed seminaries of Iomedae's clergy, "And that seems to have attracted attention from at least one of our visitors from the south."
"This undead is a knight of Ozem?"
"Or was in life." She responded.
Eire felt the headache twinge, and stood at a loss at precisely what it was he was supposed to do in this situation. "Is there any other matter among the churches?" Faiths probably would have been the better word, as Jaethal's smirk flashed.
"Well, there are the goblins, and specifically Lamashtu's faith."
He blew out a warm breath. "Thank you Jaethal all the same."
"And there is Tristian's investigation we will have to remain on our guard for demonic cults likely for the foreseeable future." He reiterated himself a bit more sarcastically this time... with a bit more emphasis. "However I believe we should focus on Geb's visitors."
"I agree," He had no idea what exactly the formal position of Iomedae's church would be to the grave knight, "Has he made formal introduction to court thus far?"
"No." She paused, "There hasn't been time, we are all quite busy this time of the year."Armasse was at least a few weeks out after all, but there was another matter... another holiday. "The next formal court function-"
"Is the Inheritor's Ascendance." He replied drawing stiffly to his full height, "will this create any issue with the Kyonin ambassador."
"Alseta listens to you when you speak," Jaethal replied, "Whatever complaints the kingdom might have of elf gates beyond their control, she is the goddess of them," And thus they had some breathing room, "He'll mention it I'm almost certain, but the gate facilitates trade, facilitates contact across the continent, and there are factions at court who are favorably disposed to more open relations."
That he thought, letting out a small sigh of relief, was at least some good news. The truth was he'd been nervous of dealing with kyonin, and its religious sensibilities. Findeladara's church, and some of the other elven pantheon made things complicated. Then of course there was matter of how to balance the Church of Calistria with Erastil... well Desna was much easier to deal with. "What is the ambassador's opinion of the Ascendance."
Jaethal's expression set, her lipsforming a thin line, "Well Iomedae is a human, chelish goddess, who ascended to divinity. For the most part most conservatives in the kingdom have a hard time reconciling that." She waved off his query that he had been under the impression Aroden had been well respected by the Kingdom, "That is true, but Aroden was the God of Mankind, and an exception to the rule besides... but Kyonin does support Mendev's crusade. That is our most likely path to gaining formal recognition, but such recognition as a peer could still be years away." She added quickly, "Though far faster than I think the conservatives of the kingdom might have preferred it required many years for Andoran to reach this point." ... but Eire recognized Andoran had far fewer elf gates over a much larger territorial expanse... and relatively speaking Narland had not simply a higher proportion of elves to dwarves it had an estimated higher proportion of elves about one in twelve of its urban population and that wasn't counting half elves. "Yes, and we have no shortage of accepted half elves." The congregation of Iomedae, Ragathiel, and Milani's churches especially were represented particularly within the urban core of the realm. That actually gave the impression that there were more elves in the realm, but the ratio skewed with most of the population being more disproportionately human particularly across his steppe and grassland marches.
Jaethal concluded by idly observing these sorts of problems were precisely the same kind they had been dealing with all along. "Yes we should be used to them, shouldn't we?" He replied slight amusement in his reply. They watched the rest of the council as it milled and clustered in small groups, other conversations playing out.
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Eire found that it was good that his realm was mostly human. Tool use, more importantly the tools to make the tools were sized for humans, and in turn that the steady progress of agriculture ... the use of horses the rotation of crops and other developments more closely resembled now the late 1800s midwest in techniques, and with things like the mccormick reaper, but with far greater centralized large farms. It wasn't an attempt to install a royal monopoly.
He thought back to the conversation informal as it had been with Valerie recognizing that it had turned into the sort of thing he would have preferred to have had on the record... but that was ... not how medieval governance worked... even in modern earth minutes of meetings were a very late development relatively speaking and certainly for informal discussions.
It ultimately was of no consequence. There was little point dwelling on it. Eire spread his hands gesturing for the council to sit so that they could begin, once they had done so, they began with the minutiae ... the recognition of harvest yields and other factors of agrarian life, but also agrarian life on a world like Golarion. Northern Avistan already had the potato of course, but while as a crop, as staple foodstuff it helped there were other things which held back its productivity, or had.
Meiqi was, took the existence of the moldboard plow as a given. That wasn't the same for Akiros who was originally from the south of Avistan. Akiros had also spoken of the tribe which had taken him in, and for which he was accepted as some member of. The conversations were accompanied by the scribbling of Linzi's preferred quill... even as she scrawled away the reminder that Erastil was an ancient curmudgeonly old deity set in his ways. Akiros's words weren't mean spirited or hateful regarding his former, and perhaps still patron deity as he responded to Meiqi's queries about agriculture among the brevic peasantry.
"Such harvests insure well fed cities, and cities are the foundation of the civilized life," The dragon remarked in her courtly eastern accented taldane, a language she was speaking for Akiros's benefit since... the former paladin of Erastil's draconic did leave something to be desired. Still both his and Harrgulka's progress in the language given its usage was more than passable most days... but for today's court it made more sense to use Taldane given the assembled body.
Eire supposed that that might be a hurdle in the future, but it would work for today. Meiqi changed the subject to addressing Hulthrak about the pallets... which for giants were the right size to just be carried where as for humans they were used with skids to move. The venerable stone giant nodded as he informed the dragon about the latest progress in the northern narlmarches along the road of shields. This conversation drew Vordakai in, and Harrgulka as well as Akiros given his fief's proximity to the work in the north.
He allowed the council to discuss things, sitting back and waiting. The ancient cyclops had only limitted knowledge of agriculture... and as a lich even one reduced in power had little need for it personally. He did however have other ideas on how work might be improved, even if for the most part those ideas required magical infrastructure that the kingdom for now lacked. The least controversial was just to expand the efforts of having trained alchemists around, but eventually to move from alchemy to wizarding schools.
"The use of undead labor is an intriguing proposal," Jaethal observed that it was not unheard of, that Geb in the distant south was a nation of undead which employed undead labor, "but addresses a problem we do not readily have to contend with." Eire continued as she finished, "Agriculture is," He paused to take a breath, "Is the dominant portion of most economies but we enjoy a surplus, our shortage of labor is in other areas of the economy."
Vordakai nodded, "Indeed, the toil in the mines would similarly benefit." He remarked, "untiring servants do not make the mistake of tired mortals, and as you have observed time and again the demands on the iron works is unceasing. "which was true, as the bell tolled mid day it was an opportune moment to break. It was just as well Vordakai had some ideas that he had put forward of the relatively small Irriseni population potentially fielding a contingent of necromancers on the kingdom's behalf.
Jaethal fixed him with a look. "I did not bring up Geb for merely the sake of idle comparison."
"Yes?" He inquired having expected the interruption must have been some sort of signal. "There is a development?"
"We have drawn their attention...at first I suspected merely Urgathoa's church," Jaethal's goddess was silent to her, and Eire had not, intentionally so, touched too deeply on the Pallid Princess's tenants. He was however all too aware that Urgathoa's church was powerful in the undead kingdom, and Jaethal was a powerful undead... and so to was Vordakai, and while not in their league Dead Dave was a visible, known figure in the realm as well. "There is another matter," One which dealt with the great schools of the realm... the universities of the kingdom were seminaries, housed seminaries of Iomedae's clergy, "And that seems to have attracted attention from at least one of our visitors from the south."
"This undead is a knight of Ozem?"
"Or was in life." She responded.
Eire felt the headache twinge, and stood at a loss at precisely what it was he was supposed to do in this situation. "Is there any other matter among the churches?" Faiths probably would have been the better word, as Jaethal's smirk flashed.
"Well, there are the goblins, and specifically Lamashtu's faith."
He blew out a warm breath. "Thank you Jaethal all the same."
"And there is Tristian's investigation we will have to remain on our guard for demonic cults likely for the foreseeable future." He reiterated himself a bit more sarcastically this time... with a bit more emphasis. "However I believe we should focus on Geb's visitors."
"I agree," He had no idea what exactly the formal position of Iomedae's church would be to the grave knight, "Has he made formal introduction to court thus far?"
"No." She paused, "There hasn't been time, we are all quite busy this time of the year."Armasse was at least a few weeks out after all, but there was another matter... another holiday. "The next formal court function-"
"Is the Inheritor's Ascendance." He replied drawing stiffly to his full height, "will this create any issue with the Kyonin ambassador."
"Alseta listens to you when you speak," Jaethal replied, "Whatever complaints the kingdom might have of elf gates beyond their control, she is the goddess of them," And thus they had some breathing room, "He'll mention it I'm almost certain, but the gate facilitates trade, facilitates contact across the continent, and there are factions at court who are favorably disposed to more open relations."
That he thought, letting out a small sigh of relief, was at least some good news. The truth was he'd been nervous of dealing with kyonin, and its religious sensibilities. Findeladara's church, and some of the other elven pantheon made things complicated. Then of course there was matter of how to balance the Church of Calistria with Erastil... well Desna was much easier to deal with. "What is the ambassador's opinion of the Ascendance."
Jaethal's expression set, her lipsforming a thin line, "Well Iomedae is a human, chelish goddess, who ascended to divinity. For the most part most conservatives in the kingdom have a hard time reconciling that." She waved off his query that he had been under the impression Aroden had been well respected by the Kingdom, "That is true, but Aroden was the God of Mankind, and an exception to the rule besides... but Kyonin does support Mendev's crusade. That is our most likely path to gaining formal recognition, but such recognition as a peer could still be years away." She added quickly, "Though far faster than I think the conservatives of the kingdom might have preferred it required many years for Andoran to reach this point." ... but Eire recognized Andoran had far fewer elf gates over a much larger territorial expanse... and relatively speaking Narland had not simply a higher proportion of elves to dwarves it had an estimated higher proportion of elves about one in twelve of its urban population and that wasn't counting half elves. "Yes, and we have no shortage of accepted half elves." The congregation of Iomedae, Ragathiel, and Milani's churches especially were represented particularly within the urban core of the realm. That actually gave the impression that there were more elves in the realm, but the ratio skewed with most of the population being more disproportionately human particularly across his steppe and grassland marches.
Jaethal concluded by idly observing these sorts of problems were precisely the same kind they had been dealing with all along. "Yes we should be used to them, shouldn't we?" He replied slight amusement in his reply. They watched the rest of the council as it milled and clustered in small groups, other conversations playing out.
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