#Alett

[janspar]

Business Innovation

Dazhag,

The new initiative you have heard rumours of has been approved, and the same vessel carrying this letter should have aboard it a young Licence-Prospector by the name of Regana tsi Ovnen. This initiative is of her design, and she is to be extended all reasonable assistance in establishing her practice here. The Finance Board and the Eastern Office have placed great hope as well as significant resources in the success of this venture.

I do not believe you have been previously introduced, and her reputation may well not precede her, so allow me to give her a brief introduction that you may understand your new associate's work. She is a native of Vilv, and of a respectable if not exemplary family. She has experienced considerable success working in the Anshess and Ebwar, dealing primarily with the potentates and established wealth of those lands, and has by this work elevated her own position . Her recommendation from the Anshess Office could not be higher; they were loath to have her return to the Spires and lose one of their most capable and profitable agents.

As to the new initiative; Regana is being sent to Lansk to assist in the renewal of the district damaged by the insurrection. Her experience as a Licence-Prospector abroad is being turned towards the raising of capital, the streamlining of existing industries, and the establishment of new business in Lansk itself. The principle of applying these business practices to Abheksi affairs has long been suggested and decried in turn; Regana's proposal represents the first complete and well-reasoned attempt to specifically applying these ideas in actual domestic usage. This undertaking was not without some initial resistance in the Finance Board. However, it has been seen that the good of the Company and the good of Lansk are one and the same, more often than otherwise. Further integrating ourselves in the mercantile and industrial makeup of the city can only be to our mutual benefit – a strong tailwind carries all vessels, as is said.

Your role in working with Regana is to assist her in liaising with the Municipal Hall and the new Chief Bailiff – I assume one has finally been selected, though the news has not yet reached me. She is to be considered your subordinate, but you are expected to give her great liberty in how she conducts her business. As this is a new and untested venture, there may be unprecedented complications of rank and etiquette; we ask you both to approach your working relationship in honest faith and with the good of the Company – and thus, the city! – always as your shared goal.

We have but two restrictions to place on her, owing to the differing circumstances of working in Abheski cities instead of the Anshess. Having become used to cheap labour, she must not be allowed to expect access to the work of those citizens housed in the Depot; this would be poor for the population's morale, and could easily be misrepresented by agitating elements still lurking within the City. Similarly, the use of Company arms will not be permitted as liberally as she may have grown accustomed to. I hardly expect that you need to be instructed in these matters, and do not take this caution for a lack of belief in your judgement, but I have been directed to make these caveats explicit.

We look forward to hearing from you both, and to great success in this new endeavour, for Lansk and for the Temar Company,

Yours,

Alett, Finance Board Eastern Office Representativ

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say what you will about dai but it's the only one of the games that makes me cry hysterically every time. both in the main game and in trespasser. and I mean hysterically lmao. this quest in particular is agonizing for me, as it probably is for a lot of other people. especially if you Romanced Alistair in the first game..and if you love your Hawke. i could probably keep going but..im so sad rn lmao I just cant.

[solarroseart]

AF attack on @visarray !

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[just-anotherrandomartist]

wow hank what a beautiful daughter you had in a past life i’m so glad nothing bad happened to either of you :)

[antonomasia09]

[machiavellli]

Viva il rosé, la cosa migliore fatta dai francesi

[ripeteeth]

“We couldn’t find” “our fathers—“ “there were several” “of us”

“We were walking through subway cars” “looking” “for our fathers” “Endless

train” “It seemed the longest” “train there is” “as if it circled”

“the world—“ “& we walked it, we were searching” “for our fathers,”

Alice Notley, The Descent of Alette

[cultfaction]

The Day After (1983)

The Day After is a 1983 American television film directed by Nicholas Meyer. Premiering on ABC on November 20th 1983, this apocalyptic drama is a harrowing depiction of the aftermath of a nuclear war between the United States and the Soviet Union. It became one of the most-watched and discussed television events in history, leaving a profound impact on both the public and policymakers during the…

[smileyallthetime77]

Yandere!Damian Wayne x Reader Pt.4

⚠️Warning⚠️: Swearing

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There stood all of the boys smiling like idiots (some smiling on the inside) ready to take on who might become like a little sister to them. Or more. ************************************************

The day started out as peaceful as peaceful could be. It was mid April and the sun was bright and warm. The wind was blowing causing the bells outside of your house to jingle. The birds chirped lightly in the background, almost as if it were a movie.It was a beautiful Saturday morning. The only thing you felt was odd was the fact that you had remembered nothing from the previous night. Like nothing. Not a single piece. But who were you to complain. You were a below average Gotham civilian. Sure you had friends and all, but you missed your parents. Leaving your dad at the age 10 after your mother passed away and he had beaten you wasn’t the best idea. But you were young and dumb. Who could’ve blamed you when your father treated you terrible. But the odd feeling in your chest began to rise as you herd the door bell ring. Who the hell would be ringing your doorbell right now. Then the thought came into your head, the landlord. You lived with a roommate Alyssa, who helped you best she could. You guys were around the same age and she was in the near same situation as you were. Alyssa worked as a waitress and you worked in an office. Pretty high for a 15 year old girls. But your office had been slipping with sales and you were making less and less money every second. You and Alyssa did agree to split the rent though, and this month you hadn’t payed your side. You rushed to the sound of the doorbell and gingerly opened the door.

“I have a letter for���.., Y/n L/n” the brunette mailman said in a slight hurry.

“That me” you spoke slightly confused. You weren’t suppose to receive mail this week. Who ever had written the letter was clearly in a rush to get it to you.

The note wrote,

Dear Y/n L/n,

We sincerely recommend that you accompany us in Gotham Academy. I know it sounds a little bold, as the school season is almost over, but we deeply wish for you to consider staying here with us. We have ravishing dorms, food, classroom, peers, teachers, and more! All of your expenses have been paid for. With all of your expenses paid for, we already have a dorm set up for you and we have found you a perfect roommate. Gotham Academy has been ranked the best school for century’s. Everyone at Gotham Academy have been informed of you and your potential move in already. We wish for you to at least tour the school before you say “no.” We will have only the best of the best show you Gotham Academy. If you do wish to at least see our school it would mean the world to me and your fellow peers. We look forward to potently see you tomorrow. Sleep well.

Sincerely,

Gotham Academy

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Today was the big day. Gotham Academy waited ahead of you. You were indeed slightly nervous of what waited ahead of you. You were just normal. Sure you had excellent grades but nothing was out of the normal about you.

You could only begin to change your mind as you pulled up to the daring dark figure of this breathing taking school. This was gonna be one hell of an experience.

Authors note: I hate these but I am so so sorry for not posting lately. I have had loads of vacations and I’m trying to get into a regular schedule with everything. I love you all and hope you have a wonderful morning/afternoon/night.

Date: Thursday, August 3, 2023

[camphorror]

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[inbarfink]

[janspar]

A Memo on Urban Conflict

Varhihy,

It is clear the nature of the violence associated with our trade is changing. No longer confined to inter-Company engagements along trade routes, destruction of free-traders, or enforcing our contracts abroad, commercial bloodshed is becoming an unfortunate and commonplace occurrence in the Spires themselves.

The events of recent years in Mirsvr, Otvev, and most particularly Lansk, have demonstrated indisputably that our capacity to project violent force domestically will be necessary for conducting future business, and to weather the increasing storm of agitation. Though this will be in breach of long-standing customs and traditions, we can no longer rely on the authority of the civic governance to act in our interest.

To this end, the Finance Board requests that the Military Commission draw up a proposal for how the Company may develop new forces suited for domestic use.

Without wishing to tell you your trade, we have several items of interest we request to be considered in this proposal, bearing in mind the Board is not lacking members with considerable experience in the armed elements of our business.

The Spires are, as we have seen, full of gangs of young braves with the vitality and courage suited to military usage. These represent a pre-existing population of recruits with significant local experience and knowledge.

It may be prudent to engage these gangs at a remove; openly employing gangs of street toughs will be damaging to the Company's image, and risk triggering further escalation of urban violence.

It may be assumed that individual Company agents will have contacts embedded in such gangs, operating under more limited authority; is it desirable to bring these under more central control, and how may this be achieved?

How may we limit the influence of our competitors in achieving these same aims?

How can we limit the loss of these assets to bailiffs – whether through recruitment or imprisonment?

Haste in this matter is required – the other Companies have doubtless reached the same conclusions as we have, and may have already begun to speculate on this resource. It is imperative we are first to gain the strategic benefits awaiting us here.

Yours,

Alet, Finance Board Eastern Office Representative

Letter to Varhihy te Átremy, member of Temari Military Commission

[knifeeater]

Alice Notley   The Descent of Alette

Aase Berg   Dark Matter  transl. J. Göransson

[magnifiico]

(( I accidentally hit unfollow when I was tryna hit the ask button I love being tired so I apologize if its all confused 🥲))

“I know I’m the last in line for the throne but what’s it like being a king cause in the I do, well become Queen I guess what am I supposed to do?” Alette asked the ruler, a bit more curious. She came various royals but never met one who seemed so laid back and dealt with actual wishes of humans, speaking of that --

“I need to know my sisters and I have been talking what do you do with everyone’s wishes, like do you keep them forever?” She asked.

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Truly, he's flattered.

Surprised? No. Certainly not. The desire for the counsel of a well-known and respected king is by no means peculiar. But, yes, it spurs that swell of pride in his chest, in the manner by which Magnifico holds himself a touch straighter.

“What are you 'supposed to do'? Perhaps you'd like to ask me a more challenging question, Your Highness—?” he drawls, an impish lilt dressing the sarcasm in his words. Nevertheless, Magnifico studies the young woman with earnest consideration, and he hums as much to fill the silence as to indicate he has more to say. “That's... up to you, when the time comes.” If the time comes, really. “But as long as you're thinking of your kingdom's best interests and well-being, you're at the very least on the right track.”

He flexes his shoulders, what appears to be a shrug right as Alette's queries roll into something else entirely. A subject that for a single moment creates the slightest pinch between Magnifico's brows. She and her sisters have been talking about the wishes—?

A seed of caution lodges behind his ribcage, and his next exhale is tighter than it should be.

“Ah, well... Naturally, yes. It's my duty to keep the wishes safe until they are granted—generosity, rather.” He smiles again, convincingly compliant to her curiosities. “That is the known understanding and agreement among my people.”

[lairofsentinel]

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[miercolaes]

❝ would you say it’d be more likely for you or your brother to freeze someone to death? ❞ she inquired of @sevenstxarmuses, her curiosity unrelenting. she was asking for a friend, although that friend was none other than herself. as much as wednesday relished the sensation of her skin burning under the merciless july sun, even she had her limits. at that moment, sitting in the stifling heat of her home, she longed for a cold, icy death. deep down, she hoped alette would oblige her desire, granting her the chilling reprieve she so fervently sought.