Trading

Nial didn't care much about politics and he would rather fight someone than to give them an Ultimatum, or to manipulate them into doing something.

Scheming was never his forte, and it was good that way. 'Well, I would probably confuse myself if I were to have as many plans as Silvian created before incarnating.' Nial chuckled as he thought about Silvian.

A few days had passed since he advanced to the 1st Ancient Mirae rank, and a lot had changed since then.

More human Originals had been accepted in the Forest of Life, and a small 'base' had been created outside the Forest, where some Elves began to negotiate with merchants, who had come forth to strike the iron while it was still hot.

The merchants were allowed to purchase various runic armaments, special plants, potions, and various other things.