**Meanwhile, at the town hall, Nathaniel walks in with the finest and most expensive clothes he's ever worn ever since this voyage, aiming to make a decent impression of class to appeal to his buyer. Yet despite his adorance for boots and hats, he'd get a very alienated aura from what he's wearing. Overalls aside,he gestures something to an aging man in a brown tuxedo and a Pilot's Cap, the man gestures back by inviting him over and they both sit in his office.
(General) I see you have made it here. Has there been any damage to our legal Yeshan goods?
(Nathaniel) Ah. Legal Yeshan goods. No sir, we've done all we can ensure they were safe. Not even the air could touch it until we brought it.
(General) Very well. One more thing however, you're four days behind expected schedule. This is a delicate trade, due to this our benefactors have withdrawn their support in that time period. Your cut will be reduced by 33%, 11256 gold.
(Nathaniel looks back at the letter he's been sent, recalling the original payment being 400 gold. He opens his lips, almost slipping this out but then reconsiders his decision and just hangs back, so hesitant that he doesn't even negotiate for a "better" price, nodding subserviently. "Alright."
Back at the docking bay, three incredibly tall and muscular males, donning yeshan bracelets and crimson, dragon-like badges walk up to Carn's ship. They seem to don both impressive and deadly swords. One of them steps up and shouts, as if with all his might, but clearly natural to him. "Yeshan Public Eye, the captain of this ship shall step out in this moment or we will assume arms!"
