Ch. 449 Pressure from Kings

With coffee and a chicken sausage biscuit fueling the gears of creativity, Magell Dar Warborn poured over the scattered documents littering the top of his sizeable desk. Be it ledgers reguarding the cost and availability of liquid fuel and magiteck core charging services from witches and warlocks, or records of the Guild's current supply stocks provided by the logistics team, the contents of those pages pailed in their ability to bring a frown to Magell's face when compared to even the nicest worded letters from the kings and queens that had provided much of the financial support for the first phase of the expedition.