[Center][img]https://i.imgur.com/cNtrvII.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/5RY6ghJ.png[/img][hr][hr][b][colour=7ea7d8]Event:[/colour][/b] Arslan-Mercador EEC Trade Company [b]|[/b] [b][colour=7ea7d8]Location:[/colour][/b] Ersand'Enise[hr][hr][/center] [center][youtube]https://youtu.be/Hhz0JLl1eDs[/youtube][/center] This is the moment that they had been waiting for as the courtier delivered the parchment. The two girls were already in discussion as the knock of the door came. Maura held the papers bundled up in their protective cloth as she felt the weight in her hand. [colour=C0C0C0]“This is too light to be a rejection letter”[/colour]. Her eyes raise up to look at the other girl, twinkling with excitement. [colour=009fff]“Open it then, [i]Hermana[/i]”[/colour] She giggled, prodding the wheelchair playfully. Maura batted the hand away from her chair as she began to unwrap the documents. The stack appeared to been freshly inked and stamped with the thick wax Ersand’Enise seals. The document stacks were being shared between the pair of them as they poured through the text. [colour=009fff]“There are some changes but…”[/colour] [colour=C0C0C0]”... it is all here. Signed. They approved it!”[/colour] The pair of them looked toward each other, and squealed loudly, hugging very tightly. [colour=009fff]“Time for Blue Rose…”[/colour] [colour=C0C0C0] “Arslan-Mercador Ersand'Enise-Callanst Trade Company”[/colour] [colour=009fff]“... Arslan-Mercador Trade Company to begin trading from today!”[/colour] With the official go-ahead granted by the council. The girls began putting their hard work and efforts into motion, and with official permits in hand, started to secure the assets, buildings, and locations they require. [colour=C0C0C0]“Time to put ink to parchment in Mudville.”[/colour] [hr][hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/CFMjfZ9.png[/img] [url=https://krikienoid.github.io/flagwaver/#?src=https%3A%2F%2Fi.imgur.com%2FF9hsumi.png]Flag on Mast[/url][/center] Maura was upon the top of the Schwarze Alice as the Torragonese vessel approached, one of the specifically designed East Callanstman vessels. The ramp was lowered as the girl came on board to meet the captain. The Merchant Prince of the Horseshoe, the one named Edgardo Mercador. [colour=C0C0C0]“Papi, it is good to see you.”[/colour], the girl rolled up in a cheerful manner. The captain finished his conversation as he came over to lift her up out of the chair, squeezing upon her before delicately placing her back down. [colour=cyan]“[i]Mi Morrita[/i] - My little girl, why have you grown so big. Papi’s heart aches with you no longer by my side. We cannot trust these [i]contadores[/i] - accountants”[/colour] Maura returned the hug as she squeezed upon him. Even though it has only been a couple of months since she left home for Ersand’Enise, it has certainly felt like forever that she has seen him. [colour=C0C0C0]“You know we cannot afford the Callanst expansion without the continued investment from the Arslan family. They have always rewarded us well for looking over their little Princesa.”[/colour] She moved her hand upon his as she squeezed upon it. [colour=C0C0C0]“We have missed you loads too, Papi”[/colour] The pair were brought food and drink by the crew on an impromptu arranged table and chairs for them to both sit upon. Edgardo reviewed the papers within his hands, flicking through the copies, including a copy of the deeds for the territories of Longwan Island, and Glaskum Kelp Forest. [colour=cyan]“You have gone beyond expectations, [i]Morra[/i] - kiddo. So much, so fast?”[/colour] He did raise an eyebrow toward the name, getting further into bed with the lions wasn’t his highest priority, but with recent changes, perhaps it is good timing to relieve further concessions from their coin purse as the new masters of the city, especially as there is a lion on the flag. He held up the cloth which pictures a ship, with a lion on board, sailing to the sun. Maura simply smiled as she saw how pleased her Papi looked. She had been a good girl all these years, and seeing him smile like this was truly a blessing. [colour=C0C0C0]“Ersand’Enise has more favourable and neutral trading arrangements, under the protection of the Magi. Our ships should not face the same resistance in the waters.”[/colour] Edgardo was still in shock. His little girl had advanced their dream so much in such a little time. Ersand’Enise is truly the place of opportunity. [colour=cyan]“War is still brewing, not even the Zeno’s would dare to get involved.”[/colour] She grinned widely, undeterred by the remark, as she handed over the other package wrapped in a blue cloth. Instead of string, it appears to be the stem of a rose, binding it together. Edgardo regarded her in a suspicious manner as he unwrapped and peeled away the cloth to peer underneath as gold reflected upon his face, realizing, and then covering it again. He spoke quietly toward her, [colour=cyan]“Is this… what is that flag?”[/colour] [colour=C0C0C0]“A ship in every port, Papi.”[/colour] The pair embraced once again. [colour=cyan]“We shall do as you ask, and establish a foothold in these territories. This time next year, goods from Callanst shall be associated directly with the Mercador name.”[/colour] [hr][hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/3N7C5UR.png[/img][/center] Ayla bought her company portal pass as she waited for the Silk Gate to open. She remembered the first time she came here with Jocasta, and the madness that followed. Now, here she was, her name at the beginning of a trade company she set up with her childhood friend. The portal opened as Hogh Munkhelad laid before her on the other side. Her task was simple, to go shopping and buy multiple goods to bring through into Ersand’Enise, and see what sells big in the City. Once the city has a taste, to then see what can be then bought in bulk, set up contracts and contacts on the other side, and prepare to send out goods across into the Twin-Continents. Ayla sets out through the portal, stepping into the Hegelan City of Water, centred in a prime location as this is where the Washawi and Olaxec rivers meet. This is important as the Olaxec, Washawi, and Kuska are parts of the longest river stretch in Callanst, no, Sipenta. The trade here was also rife with goods and services to be bought and sold, and with the portal opportunities, there are very many eager merchants wanting to take advantage of the influx of trade and goods coming from the other side. Ayla didn’t come alone, but bought a cart of goods from the Twin-Continents from Torragonese Terracotta and Beef, to Vigrandish Pepper, and even Coffee. She brought an arrangement of baked treats from Macaroons and Churros that she baked herself, even some sample of Dorothea’s Spratzmuffins. All in an effort to wet the appetite of Hegalen traders wanting to be the first to bring in goods from the other side. She went from stall to stall, down the crowded streets as she introduced herself at various shops. Thankfully, she is able to befriend a merchant interested in Torragonese Beef early on, and his son came along to help with the translations in passable Avincian. She is sure that he was ensuring their family got a cut of a finder’s fee, but it did make establishing connections a lot simpler. It also seemed being short in stature herself helped ease the tensions that might have normally come with trading with humans, as they appeared more at ease with her. Even amongst the crowds, she noticed familiar faces such as Desmond who appeared to be visiting on business of his own. A mental note to check in with him at an opportunity as well. The day even more being productive as she brought through goods, from exotic looking trinkets, to more staple Hegalen goods to test the market and attempt to arrange buying in bulk. [hr][hr]