Legon Restoration by Nicholas Taylor Read Free Book Online

need to find out what all of their plans are. Do you think maybe you could grease the wheels a bit?"  
    "Are you asking me to flirt with Enrich?" she asked coyly.
    He smiled, "I would never ask you to flirt my love, but charm..."
    She laughed, "I will do my best."
    "Thank you," he said and then directed his words at Sasha, "Sash, I know today has been long but we need to do more."
    She nodded, "What do you want me to do?"
    "The Iumenta had crystals and other magical objects placed in Noris, aside from being useful for you and your people to study they are wreaking havoc. Buildings are exploding; things are bursting into fire or freezing. While I don't think we will be able to do much for Noris, it is likely we will find traps in each city we take. I want you to figure out everything you can about these objects and spells, while you’re at it see if you can learn anything more about Iumenta crystals. From what I have been told some of the cities defenses were crystal based, those crystals mostly shattered but..."
    She picked up the thread of his thoughts. "We might be able to figure out how they were constructed, right? Am I allowed to go ashore?" she asked.
    He was a little surprised, Sasha didn't really ask for permission to do anything. "Of course, you are a class six after all; but that being said bring all of your guard and only go to places that have been cleared," he said.
    She smiled, "Deal." She turned and left, leaving Legon the task of confirming the meeting with all of the other Great Houses.

Chapter Four
    Road Maps
    "Tales of the past outline great battles and strategies; we hear of death defying acts of heroes and heroines of the conflict, but of the packman in supply routes we hear nothing. I suspect that is because he is busy working."
    -The Exiled Captain (Author Unknown)

    Keither fought back a yawn. It's only mid-afternoon he thought. Reading his mind Sara added, "And you have only slept a few hours every night for the last two weeks." She patted his shoulder.
    They were sitting at a table strewn with papers in one of the harbor warehouses of Noris. Arkin's funeral, while sad, had made for a nice break for Keither to rest. Now he was back to work. Noris posed problems that while not unforeseen, still proved to be irksome. It was his job to manage supplies and take care of getting the general population of Noris' daily needs, such as food, clean water, shelter, etc. While Noris was a hub and had warehouses and keeps full of supplies, most of those where either burning to the ground, booby trapped and therefore about to be burning to the ground, or had yet to be cleared by security, who would likely set off booby traps and cause said buildings to burn to the ground.  
    Sara squeezed his shoulders. "Hey, just talk it through with me, you can figure this out," she said encouragingly.
    She was right; he needed to just talk everything out. "OK, so here is the situation; our military is fine for the most part; we brought in plenty of supplies for them. The issue is the townspeople of Noris, our people have to finish taking a lot of the town’s strong holds. In most cases those strong holds have been set on fire as enemy units lose control of them. That's not to say that some warehouses were left unguarded when we took the town, the issue is that some of those houses have tainted goods, grain with poison in it and so on. This means that Venefica have to check the contents of each warehouse before supplies can be distributed."
    "OK. What of the supplies that we brought with us?" Sara asked.
    "Yes those, well most ships with food were for military use, after all if we can't keep our people fed they won’t be able to fight. Also, those supplies are packed for the purpose of easy travel as we push up the Kayloose, so I can't use any of them. We have a small fleet of relief ships that are waiting to dock, once they off load things here will get better; BUT we don't know when that will happen or what order ships will