"It would seem the logging process has been going smoothly, from what we gather the resins required to keep up with the project are a touch more problematic to manufacture, we may have to outsource that." It was a report given by an undead, wearing a long noble coat and a fine hat on it's head. Gloved hands poured through pages of a notebook running numbers and going over trade values as he reported back with progress on a big project. Of course the undead in question wasn't a simple skeleton, instead with blackened skin on it's head, and only a porcelain mask for a face, the man floated with no legs below the knee, instead levitating as fog wafted down from his coat as he paced while making his report as concisely as possible.
"On my side security is fine. We've pulled back our security to point B to tighten the net. We've corded off the site with Paladins stationed around within sight of each other. I don't think there's anything to be worried about, business as usual when on alert." The second report came from an Elven woman covered in thin and graceful heavy armor. Despite being thickly protected, she didn't have any problem casually gesturing as if the armor simply weighed nothing. Though her grey skin and red pupil-less eyes made her identity as an undead as clear as the floating Wraith King before her, she was much more solid and at least could pass as living at a glance.
The meeting was taking place in a large clearing, a noble woman's tent not far from the table they were discussing around. Despite all being at the table though, while the Wraith King paced and the Wight Queen stood in heavy armor, only one person sat, cup in hand, taking casual sips from a cup of coffee while she heard each report out. The woman unlike the rest was very much alive, and anyone with investigation mode would know she was a player. Lucia glanced from one undead to the other as she exhaled the steam from her coffee as she nodded along as they spoke. "Alright... I suppose all we can do is start trying to buy resins externally. We just have to solve the issue of the lack of corpses now... This's been a costly venture, I can only hope Morgana rises to the same level as you both by the end of it." Lucia commented with a burdened breath. All of this work had been for one of her undead, one of the higher level ones, trying to fix and grow undead was always a costly process, this time would be no different.
Of course, even as Lucia and her two most trusted subordinates discussed the progress of the process, wood was still being chopped nearby by teams of skeletons. The lowest tier of undead just mindlessly cutting, carving and refining wood into lumber and planks for work before dragging them to a large pile of messily piled materials. The Resins from the trees being drained and managed the best they could before plopping those jars and bags down as well. The most unusual of which were the teams of occasional teams of knights who would be seen dragging in corpses of goblins or kobalds and throwing their bleeding remains onto the materials as well. For Lucia it wasn't unusual but the grizzly sight of corpses being piled among building materials would be unsettling for some.
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"On my side security is fine. We've pulled back our security to point B to tighten the net. We've corded off the site with Paladins stationed around within sight of each other. I don't think there's anything to be worried about, business as usual when on alert." The second report came from an Elven woman covered in thin and graceful heavy armor. Despite being thickly protected, she didn't have any problem casually gesturing as if the armor simply weighed nothing. Though her grey skin and red pupil-less eyes made her identity as an undead as clear as the floating Wraith King before her, she was much more solid and at least could pass as living at a glance.
The meeting was taking place in a large clearing, a noble woman's tent not far from the table they were discussing around. Despite all being at the table though, while the Wraith King paced and the Wight Queen stood in heavy armor, only one person sat, cup in hand, taking casual sips from a cup of coffee while she heard each report out. The woman unlike the rest was very much alive, and anyone with investigation mode would know she was a player. Lucia glanced from one undead to the other as she exhaled the steam from her coffee as she nodded along as they spoke. "Alright... I suppose all we can do is start trying to buy resins externally. We just have to solve the issue of the lack of corpses now... This's been a costly venture, I can only hope Morgana rises to the same level as you both by the end of it." Lucia commented with a burdened breath. All of this work had been for one of her undead, one of the higher level ones, trying to fix and grow undead was always a costly process, this time would be no different.
Of course, even as Lucia and her two most trusted subordinates discussed the progress of the process, wood was still being chopped nearby by teams of skeletons. The lowest tier of undead just mindlessly cutting, carving and refining wood into lumber and planks for work before dragging them to a large pile of messily piled materials. The Resins from the trees being drained and managed the best they could before plopping those jars and bags down as well. The most unusual of which were the teams of occasional teams of knights who would be seen dragging in corpses of goblins or kobalds and throwing their bleeding remains onto the materials as well. For Lucia it wasn't unusual but the grizzly sight of corpses being piled among building materials would be unsettling for some.
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