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It had been one or two weeks since he had gotten The Spirit of Discovery, and life was looking up. He had worked hard for this dream of having his own ship, his own crew… and while he had 'made it' he still had a lot of work to do. He had gotten his family more money, but there was more to be made. With his own ship, he could control the contracts, the trading routes, everything, which made it more possible for better deals and the like. Adrestus was happy and proud of his work, and yet he couldn't stop thinking of the past. Saro. The name left a sorrowful taste in his mouth as he thought of him, of what once was. He knew, if he had gotten his own ship when they were together, Saro would be so proud… He knew the other would have celebrated with him. And yet, he wasn't here, and Adrestus couldn't tell him about his accomplishments. He had tried, on parchment, but he just couldn't send it. He had thrown the writing away, all wrapped up in pieces. No, that was behind him… he was supposed to be happy. He couldn't dwell on the past when he was working to build up his future.
He had been in the Athenian trading business for a while, but having his own ship did open many new opportunities. One of them included a possibility of a freelance contract running product for the Stravos family, and Adrestus wasn't about to let such an opportunity slip from his hands. The meeting was set with Keikelius of Stravos, and Adrestus certainly wanted to make an impression. The day of the meeting, Adrestus wore his best. Instead of looking like a sailor, he had his family's seal, and noble clothes which gleamed in the sunlight. He rarely wore such things anymore, but since this was merely business, he wanted to remind Kiekelius, and anyone else that he was a Greek noble, heir of his family and he was damn serious.
Adrestus entered the docks in the harbor by the Stravos's ship, parchment and anything else he might need in his arms. Though he was merely 22, Adrestus looked stern and business-like, ready to negotiate. He tried not to let memories of Keikelius get in the way, but it was hard not to feel intimidated. Adrestus knew the Stravos heir, or at least used to know him. Elias and Adrestus used to be the best of friends so long ago, and while they were close they tended to get into mischief. He only hoped Keikelius would see him as an adult he could trust, and not just some children. Adrestus stepped up to Keikelius with a smile. "Lord Stravos?" Adrestus said, his voice confident. "You wanted to speak with me?"
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It had been one or two weeks since he had gotten The Spirit of Discovery, and life was looking up. He had worked hard for this dream of having his own ship, his own crew… and while he had 'made it' he still had a lot of work to do. He had gotten his family more money, but there was more to be made. With his own ship, he could control the contracts, the trading routes, everything, which made it more possible for better deals and the like. Adrestus was happy and proud of his work, and yet he couldn't stop thinking of the past. Saro. The name left a sorrowful taste in his mouth as he thought of him, of what once was. He knew, if he had gotten his own ship when they were together, Saro would be so proud… He knew the other would have celebrated with him. And yet, he wasn't here, and Adrestus couldn't tell him about his accomplishments. He had tried, on parchment, but he just couldn't send it. He had thrown the writing away, all wrapped up in pieces. No, that was behind him… he was supposed to be happy. He couldn't dwell on the past when he was working to build up his future.
He had been in the Athenian trading business for a while, but having his own ship did open many new opportunities. One of them included a possibility of a freelance contract running product for the Stravos family, and Adrestus wasn't about to let such an opportunity slip from his hands. The meeting was set with Keikelius of Stravos, and Adrestus certainly wanted to make an impression. The day of the meeting, Adrestus wore his best. Instead of looking like a sailor, he had his family's seal, and noble clothes which gleamed in the sunlight. He rarely wore such things anymore, but since this was merely business, he wanted to remind Kiekelius, and anyone else that he was a Greek noble, heir of his family and he was damn serious.
Adrestus entered the docks in the harbor by the Stravos's ship, parchment and anything else he might need in his arms. Though he was merely 22, Adrestus looked stern and business-like, ready to negotiate. He tried not to let memories of Keikelius get in the way, but it was hard not to feel intimidated. Adrestus knew the Stravos heir, or at least used to know him. Elias and Adrestus used to be the best of friends so long ago, and while they were close they tended to get into mischief. He only hoped Keikelius would see him as an adult he could trust, and not just some children. Adrestus stepped up to Keikelius with a smile. "Lord Stravos?" Adrestus said, his voice confident. "You wanted to speak with me?"
It had been one or two weeks since he had gotten The Spirit of Discovery, and life was looking up. He had worked hard for this dream of having his own ship, his own crew… and while he had 'made it' he still had a lot of work to do. He had gotten his family more money, but there was more to be made. With his own ship, he could control the contracts, the trading routes, everything, which made it more possible for better deals and the like. Adrestus was happy and proud of his work, and yet he couldn't stop thinking of the past. Saro. The name left a sorrowful taste in his mouth as he thought of him, of what once was. He knew, if he had gotten his own ship when they were together, Saro would be so proud… He knew the other would have celebrated with him. And yet, he wasn't here, and Adrestus couldn't tell him about his accomplishments. He had tried, on parchment, but he just couldn't send it. He had thrown the writing away, all wrapped up in pieces. No, that was behind him… he was supposed to be happy. He couldn't dwell on the past when he was working to build up his future.
He had been in the Athenian trading business for a while, but having his own ship did open many new opportunities. One of them included a possibility of a freelance contract running product for the Stravos family, and Adrestus wasn't about to let such an opportunity slip from his hands. The meeting was set with Keikelius of Stravos, and Adrestus certainly wanted to make an impression. The day of the meeting, Adrestus wore his best. Instead of looking like a sailor, he had his family's seal, and noble clothes which gleamed in the sunlight. He rarely wore such things anymore, but since this was merely business, he wanted to remind Kiekelius, and anyone else that he was a Greek noble, heir of his family and he was damn serious.
Adrestus entered the docks in the harbor by the Stravos's ship, parchment and anything else he might need in his arms. Though he was merely 22, Adrestus looked stern and business-like, ready to negotiate. He tried not to let memories of Keikelius get in the way, but it was hard not to feel intimidated. Adrestus knew the Stravos heir, or at least used to know him. Elias and Adrestus used to be the best of friends so long ago, and while they were close they tended to get into mischief. He only hoped Keikelius would see him as an adult he could trust, and not just some children. Adrestus stepped up to Keikelius with a smile. "Lord Stravos?" Adrestus said, his voice confident. "You wanted to speak with me?"
Keikelius had set the meeting up on a whim. The business was in need of some new contracts, especially after the Stravos had temporarily lost their nobility due to the misdeeds of Elias. With those titles renewed and their fortunes reinstated, it still wasn't enough to kick the business back into gear. Some of the company's most prolific captains had dropped out of their contracts in favor of competition. Competition with fewer dark marks to their name and more glory to offer. That left Keikelius at a loss for what he was supposed to accomplish with so many of his usual contracts no longer wishing to do business with him despite his ability to pay them well.
Appearances, as Keikelius had always touted, were important. While there was part of him that was still furious with his child at the way the man had squandered his own titles and power in such a risky way, it was something that Keikelius had decided to look past. Things could be fixed. The Stravos would find their footing again and they would regain most, if not all, of what they had lost in the few weeks that having their titles stripped had forced them to endure. There was hope, Keikelius was sure, of bouncing back even stronger.
But to do that, Keikelius needed stability. He needed ship captains who were not going to leave him at the very prospect of better pay simply because one member of the family was a bad egg. Maybe not bad, but certainly misguided, which Keikelius would never stop blaming himself for. There had to be something that the man could have done differently to ensure that Elias hadn't taken steps such as the ones he had to get what he wanted.
So he had sent a letter to Adrestus of Nikolaos, the fact that the man had earned his own ship not escaping even his reach. He had a theory that the man might be looking for a way to make more money now that he had the means, and Keikelius was willing and ready to offer such an opportunity. Dressed in a chiton of crimson and gold, the lord waited on the docks. Not one for wearing such fancy clothing, especially because he preferred to be in the clothes of a sailor, he stood staring up at the Nikolaos boy's new ship. Of course, he remembered what Elias and Adrestus had been to one another, but there was little worry that any of that past relationship would get in the way of the business partnership that Keikelius was to propose.
With Adrestus approaching him, Keikelius turned to meet him with a firm hand no his shoulder in greeting. "Good afternoon, Lord Nikolaos," he started, his dark eyes glancing back toward the ship. Yes. He was sure this would do, though he did wish to see the inside of the vessel. "I had a business proposition I would like to pose to you, but I was wondering if we could speak somewhere more private. On your ship, perhaps?" the man offered, making a motion to The Spirit of Discovery.
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Keikelius had set the meeting up on a whim. The business was in need of some new contracts, especially after the Stravos had temporarily lost their nobility due to the misdeeds of Elias. With those titles renewed and their fortunes reinstated, it still wasn't enough to kick the business back into gear. Some of the company's most prolific captains had dropped out of their contracts in favor of competition. Competition with fewer dark marks to their name and more glory to offer. That left Keikelius at a loss for what he was supposed to accomplish with so many of his usual contracts no longer wishing to do business with him despite his ability to pay them well.
Appearances, as Keikelius had always touted, were important. While there was part of him that was still furious with his child at the way the man had squandered his own titles and power in such a risky way, it was something that Keikelius had decided to look past. Things could be fixed. The Stravos would find their footing again and they would regain most, if not all, of what they had lost in the few weeks that having their titles stripped had forced them to endure. There was hope, Keikelius was sure, of bouncing back even stronger.
But to do that, Keikelius needed stability. He needed ship captains who were not going to leave him at the very prospect of better pay simply because one member of the family was a bad egg. Maybe not bad, but certainly misguided, which Keikelius would never stop blaming himself for. There had to be something that the man could have done differently to ensure that Elias hadn't taken steps such as the ones he had to get what he wanted.
So he had sent a letter to Adrestus of Nikolaos, the fact that the man had earned his own ship not escaping even his reach. He had a theory that the man might be looking for a way to make more money now that he had the means, and Keikelius was willing and ready to offer such an opportunity. Dressed in a chiton of crimson and gold, the lord waited on the docks. Not one for wearing such fancy clothing, especially because he preferred to be in the clothes of a sailor, he stood staring up at the Nikolaos boy's new ship. Of course, he remembered what Elias and Adrestus had been to one another, but there was little worry that any of that past relationship would get in the way of the business partnership that Keikelius was to propose.
With Adrestus approaching him, Keikelius turned to meet him with a firm hand no his shoulder in greeting. "Good afternoon, Lord Nikolaos," he started, his dark eyes glancing back toward the ship. Yes. He was sure this would do, though he did wish to see the inside of the vessel. "I had a business proposition I would like to pose to you, but I was wondering if we could speak somewhere more private. On your ship, perhaps?" the man offered, making a motion to The Spirit of Discovery.
Keikelius had set the meeting up on a whim. The business was in need of some new contracts, especially after the Stravos had temporarily lost their nobility due to the misdeeds of Elias. With those titles renewed and their fortunes reinstated, it still wasn't enough to kick the business back into gear. Some of the company's most prolific captains had dropped out of their contracts in favor of competition. Competition with fewer dark marks to their name and more glory to offer. That left Keikelius at a loss for what he was supposed to accomplish with so many of his usual contracts no longer wishing to do business with him despite his ability to pay them well.
Appearances, as Keikelius had always touted, were important. While there was part of him that was still furious with his child at the way the man had squandered his own titles and power in such a risky way, it was something that Keikelius had decided to look past. Things could be fixed. The Stravos would find their footing again and they would regain most, if not all, of what they had lost in the few weeks that having their titles stripped had forced them to endure. There was hope, Keikelius was sure, of bouncing back even stronger.
But to do that, Keikelius needed stability. He needed ship captains who were not going to leave him at the very prospect of better pay simply because one member of the family was a bad egg. Maybe not bad, but certainly misguided, which Keikelius would never stop blaming himself for. There had to be something that the man could have done differently to ensure that Elias hadn't taken steps such as the ones he had to get what he wanted.
So he had sent a letter to Adrestus of Nikolaos, the fact that the man had earned his own ship not escaping even his reach. He had a theory that the man might be looking for a way to make more money now that he had the means, and Keikelius was willing and ready to offer such an opportunity. Dressed in a chiton of crimson and gold, the lord waited on the docks. Not one for wearing such fancy clothing, especially because he preferred to be in the clothes of a sailor, he stood staring up at the Nikolaos boy's new ship. Of course, he remembered what Elias and Adrestus had been to one another, but there was little worry that any of that past relationship would get in the way of the business partnership that Keikelius was to propose.
With Adrestus approaching him, Keikelius turned to meet him with a firm hand no his shoulder in greeting. "Good afternoon, Lord Nikolaos," he started, his dark eyes glancing back toward the ship. Yes. He was sure this would do, though he did wish to see the inside of the vessel. "I had a business proposition I would like to pose to you, but I was wondering if we could speak somewhere more private. On your ship, perhaps?" the man offered, making a motion to The Spirit of Discovery.
Owning a ship was a big feat, Adrestus recognized this. It was huge for the business that he had been building over the years of his travels. Of course, there were things to be done, business to continue to conduct and contracts to follow. Since he had just bought the boat… he also needed to *get* new contracts. He assumed this wouldn’t be completely hard, he didn’t have many enemies in Athenia, and he had made sure people the Nikolaos name wasn’t tarnished in any way… He was sure business would only continue to flourish. However, at the point where Adre was, he’d be willing to do any contract for a good price. When Keikelius of Stravos made contact with him, he could only assume it was because of business.
He arrived in the Northern Harbour, looking the part of the noble that he was. He had his mind set on the mission and he was feeling quite positive about the meeting that Keikelius called him over for. There was no reason why it wouldn’t go well… right? Adrestus knew that he needed more contracts, so ... he'd get a new contract. Adrestus walked confidently and in a friendly manner over to the lord, smiling at him. He nodded at the other’s greeting, and listened to his next words. “Of course!” He said happily in agreement. In his mind he hoped he had remembered to clean the Captain's meeting room in the vessel… he was sure he had. “Follow me, please!” And with that, Adrestus turned and started to walk back to his ship, though slowly so that it wouldn’t seem like he was simply walking away from the lord. He only wanted to show him. Adrestus glanced back at Keikelius. “Most of my acquiring of this vessel was from my own work, didn’t have much help with it.” well, maybe some help but… not much. Adrestus grinned, wondering if saying so would make Keikelius realize he was serious about this and was a hard worker. Hopefully it didn’t come off as a brag, as Adre hadn’t intended it to be.
Once they got onto the ship, Adrestus glared at the sailors who then politely acknowledge the lord in their professionalism. Once they got to the steps into the ship, Adrestus gestured for Keikelius to go in ahead of him. “After you, Lord Keikelius!” Adrestus spoke softly, before pointing to the door that they were to enter. It was an office of sorts, with a table full of sea maps and paperwork. Adrestus frowned as he quickly rolled them all up to put them to the side, so the meeting room would stay clean and presentable. Once Adre was done, he smiled over at the Stravos man. “So, you mentioned you had a business proposition?” He started, eager to get right into it. “I would be very interested in that.” Adrestus offered Keikeluis a seat, eyes and hearts fully engaged.
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Owning a ship was a big feat, Adrestus recognized this. It was huge for the business that he had been building over the years of his travels. Of course, there were things to be done, business to continue to conduct and contracts to follow. Since he had just bought the boat… he also needed to *get* new contracts. He assumed this wouldn’t be completely hard, he didn’t have many enemies in Athenia, and he had made sure people the Nikolaos name wasn’t tarnished in any way… He was sure business would only continue to flourish. However, at the point where Adre was, he’d be willing to do any contract for a good price. When Keikelius of Stravos made contact with him, he could only assume it was because of business.
He arrived in the Northern Harbour, looking the part of the noble that he was. He had his mind set on the mission and he was feeling quite positive about the meeting that Keikelius called him over for. There was no reason why it wouldn’t go well… right? Adrestus knew that he needed more contracts, so ... he'd get a new contract. Adrestus walked confidently and in a friendly manner over to the lord, smiling at him. He nodded at the other’s greeting, and listened to his next words. “Of course!” He said happily in agreement. In his mind he hoped he had remembered to clean the Captain's meeting room in the vessel… he was sure he had. “Follow me, please!” And with that, Adrestus turned and started to walk back to his ship, though slowly so that it wouldn’t seem like he was simply walking away from the lord. He only wanted to show him. Adrestus glanced back at Keikelius. “Most of my acquiring of this vessel was from my own work, didn’t have much help with it.” well, maybe some help but… not much. Adrestus grinned, wondering if saying so would make Keikelius realize he was serious about this and was a hard worker. Hopefully it didn’t come off as a brag, as Adre hadn’t intended it to be.
Once they got onto the ship, Adrestus glared at the sailors who then politely acknowledge the lord in their professionalism. Once they got to the steps into the ship, Adrestus gestured for Keikelius to go in ahead of him. “After you, Lord Keikelius!” Adrestus spoke softly, before pointing to the door that they were to enter. It was an office of sorts, with a table full of sea maps and paperwork. Adrestus frowned as he quickly rolled them all up to put them to the side, so the meeting room would stay clean and presentable. Once Adre was done, he smiled over at the Stravos man. “So, you mentioned you had a business proposition?” He started, eager to get right into it. “I would be very interested in that.” Adrestus offered Keikeluis a seat, eyes and hearts fully engaged.
Owning a ship was a big feat, Adrestus recognized this. It was huge for the business that he had been building over the years of his travels. Of course, there were things to be done, business to continue to conduct and contracts to follow. Since he had just bought the boat… he also needed to *get* new contracts. He assumed this wouldn’t be completely hard, he didn’t have many enemies in Athenia, and he had made sure people the Nikolaos name wasn’t tarnished in any way… He was sure business would only continue to flourish. However, at the point where Adre was, he’d be willing to do any contract for a good price. When Keikelius of Stravos made contact with him, he could only assume it was because of business.
He arrived in the Northern Harbour, looking the part of the noble that he was. He had his mind set on the mission and he was feeling quite positive about the meeting that Keikelius called him over for. There was no reason why it wouldn’t go well… right? Adrestus knew that he needed more contracts, so ... he'd get a new contract. Adrestus walked confidently and in a friendly manner over to the lord, smiling at him. He nodded at the other’s greeting, and listened to his next words. “Of course!” He said happily in agreement. In his mind he hoped he had remembered to clean the Captain's meeting room in the vessel… he was sure he had. “Follow me, please!” And with that, Adrestus turned and started to walk back to his ship, though slowly so that it wouldn’t seem like he was simply walking away from the lord. He only wanted to show him. Adrestus glanced back at Keikelius. “Most of my acquiring of this vessel was from my own work, didn’t have much help with it.” well, maybe some help but… not much. Adrestus grinned, wondering if saying so would make Keikelius realize he was serious about this and was a hard worker. Hopefully it didn’t come off as a brag, as Adre hadn’t intended it to be.
Once they got onto the ship, Adrestus glared at the sailors who then politely acknowledge the lord in their professionalism. Once they got to the steps into the ship, Adrestus gestured for Keikelius to go in ahead of him. “After you, Lord Keikelius!” Adrestus spoke softly, before pointing to the door that they were to enter. It was an office of sorts, with a table full of sea maps and paperwork. Adrestus frowned as he quickly rolled them all up to put them to the side, so the meeting room would stay clean and presentable. Once Adre was done, he smiled over at the Stravos man. “So, you mentioned you had a business proposition?” He started, eager to get right into it. “I would be very interested in that.” Adrestus offered Keikeluis a seat, eyes and hearts fully engaged.
Keikelius gave a slight nod in additional greeting when Adrestus approached him. The man was already receptive, so that was a good thing, was it not? Not one to smile very often, the man did not seem as jovial as his new companion, though he did not shut down the excitement. Keeping his expression interested and engaged with the man before him, he noted that the young man kept his tone excited, for the older lord was sure that he would be vying for contracts such as the one that Keikelius would likely end up posing to him.
So long as the ship was to his liking.
Saying little when Lord Nikolaos guided him up onto the ship, Keikelius paused long enough to give the ship a one over with his gaze. He took in every nook and cranny and the temperament of the men who worked the ship with him. He was pleased that they were docile, but he wondered how they would fair against pirates, should they come up against some. That was a very real concern, so he made note to quietly suggest some more... burly or scary-looking men to at least give the impression of a heavily garrisoned ship.
With the war coming to Greece, all sailors would need to be on their guard. They would need to be prepared to fight tooth and nail for what was theirs.
Lord Stravos did not take the declaration of how much or how little help Adrestus had had in earning his ship as a brag, though he did take it into consideration. From his experience, the young lord was at least mildly ambitious, though he was still questioning the lengthy gap of time where there had been no hide nor hair seen of him when he was younger. Before long, Keikelius was sure, the man would have to settle at least a little, though that really was none of his concern.
Entering into the captain's meeting room, Keikelius took up the seat that had been offered to him. Pressing his hands against the arms fo the chair, he observed Adrestus carefully. "You have a good ship here. I would like to see more of it when we're done here, but I'm convinced that, at a glance at least, it has good bones," the lord started, lifting an eyebrow at Lord Nikolaos. "I wanted to offer you a contract. To start, it would be simple running of supplies until you get your footing. If you do well, there might be more work for you in the future."
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Keikelius gave a slight nod in additional greeting when Adrestus approached him. The man was already receptive, so that was a good thing, was it not? Not one to smile very often, the man did not seem as jovial as his new companion, though he did not shut down the excitement. Keeping his expression interested and engaged with the man before him, he noted that the young man kept his tone excited, for the older lord was sure that he would be vying for contracts such as the one that Keikelius would likely end up posing to him.
So long as the ship was to his liking.
Saying little when Lord Nikolaos guided him up onto the ship, Keikelius paused long enough to give the ship a one over with his gaze. He took in every nook and cranny and the temperament of the men who worked the ship with him. He was pleased that they were docile, but he wondered how they would fair against pirates, should they come up against some. That was a very real concern, so he made note to quietly suggest some more... burly or scary-looking men to at least give the impression of a heavily garrisoned ship.
With the war coming to Greece, all sailors would need to be on their guard. They would need to be prepared to fight tooth and nail for what was theirs.
Lord Stravos did not take the declaration of how much or how little help Adrestus had had in earning his ship as a brag, though he did take it into consideration. From his experience, the young lord was at least mildly ambitious, though he was still questioning the lengthy gap of time where there had been no hide nor hair seen of him when he was younger. Before long, Keikelius was sure, the man would have to settle at least a little, though that really was none of his concern.
Entering into the captain's meeting room, Keikelius took up the seat that had been offered to him. Pressing his hands against the arms fo the chair, he observed Adrestus carefully. "You have a good ship here. I would like to see more of it when we're done here, but I'm convinced that, at a glance at least, it has good bones," the lord started, lifting an eyebrow at Lord Nikolaos. "I wanted to offer you a contract. To start, it would be simple running of supplies until you get your footing. If you do well, there might be more work for you in the future."
Keikelius gave a slight nod in additional greeting when Adrestus approached him. The man was already receptive, so that was a good thing, was it not? Not one to smile very often, the man did not seem as jovial as his new companion, though he did not shut down the excitement. Keeping his expression interested and engaged with the man before him, he noted that the young man kept his tone excited, for the older lord was sure that he would be vying for contracts such as the one that Keikelius would likely end up posing to him.
So long as the ship was to his liking.
Saying little when Lord Nikolaos guided him up onto the ship, Keikelius paused long enough to give the ship a one over with his gaze. He took in every nook and cranny and the temperament of the men who worked the ship with him. He was pleased that they were docile, but he wondered how they would fair against pirates, should they come up against some. That was a very real concern, so he made note to quietly suggest some more... burly or scary-looking men to at least give the impression of a heavily garrisoned ship.
With the war coming to Greece, all sailors would need to be on their guard. They would need to be prepared to fight tooth and nail for what was theirs.
Lord Stravos did not take the declaration of how much or how little help Adrestus had had in earning his ship as a brag, though he did take it into consideration. From his experience, the young lord was at least mildly ambitious, though he was still questioning the lengthy gap of time where there had been no hide nor hair seen of him when he was younger. Before long, Keikelius was sure, the man would have to settle at least a little, though that really was none of his concern.
Entering into the captain's meeting room, Keikelius took up the seat that had been offered to him. Pressing his hands against the arms fo the chair, he observed Adrestus carefully. "You have a good ship here. I would like to see more of it when we're done here, but I'm convinced that, at a glance at least, it has good bones," the lord started, lifting an eyebrow at Lord Nikolaos. "I wanted to offer you a contract. To start, it would be simple running of supplies until you get your footing. If you do well, there might be more work for you in the future."
Adrestus was happy to meet with Lord Keikelius. He already thought this meeting would bring good things for him, and with his new ship, now was the time to network. Of course, he remained professional, but he couldn’t help his excitement. He liked to work, and he definitely liked to travel while working. The more the money, the more reason to travel… the more he could do what he wanted. Hopefully, his meeting with Keikelius would go well. Adrestus lead the Lord over to his ship, hoping that, what was basically an interview, was going to go well. It already seemed like things were positive but… he couldn’t tell what the other was thinking. Yet.
He watched as the other rested into his chair, and Adrestus leaned against the desk. His eyes watched the other closely, trying to see whether he was impressed by the ship, or not at all. Adrestus was eager to take any job because it was just that to him- a job. His ship was new enough that he needed more experience, and he didn’t really give a damn about the Stravos business. As long as he was able to work, and it was good pay, Adrestus was willing. Adrestus glanced towards his office door, before listening to what the Lord had to say. The sailor smiled when the other complimented his ship, and Adrestus stood a bit straighter. They had a chance! “Thank you,” He replied quickly, before shutting his mouth again so the other could say more. His smile grew wider as there was talk of a contract, and Adrestus looked incredibly excited. Although he was a good worker, he did not have a good poker face… which his father would eventually have to fix if Adrestus were to get into politics in the future. Adrestus nodded slowly, his body language welcoming. He liked the idea of having a new contract, that was for sure. He paused suddenly, and his eyes flickered over the other man.
“And the pay for this contract?” He asked, and though his face showed that he was ready to accept, he wanted to see what Stravos was willing to compensate him. Adrestus already knew it probably not a good idea, at this point, to negotiate. He still wanted to know what he was able to work with, and what he would have to do to make his expenses work. Sure, he had his own money, but maintenance and an experienced crew were not cheap at all. “I have been sailing for years now and have a hard-working crew- specifically knowledged to rid ourselves of pirates, so I assure you all supplies will reach their destination.”
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Adrestus was happy to meet with Lord Keikelius. He already thought this meeting would bring good things for him, and with his new ship, now was the time to network. Of course, he remained professional, but he couldn’t help his excitement. He liked to work, and he definitely liked to travel while working. The more the money, the more reason to travel… the more he could do what he wanted. Hopefully, his meeting with Keikelius would go well. Adrestus lead the Lord over to his ship, hoping that, what was basically an interview, was going to go well. It already seemed like things were positive but… he couldn’t tell what the other was thinking. Yet.
He watched as the other rested into his chair, and Adrestus leaned against the desk. His eyes watched the other closely, trying to see whether he was impressed by the ship, or not at all. Adrestus was eager to take any job because it was just that to him- a job. His ship was new enough that he needed more experience, and he didn’t really give a damn about the Stravos business. As long as he was able to work, and it was good pay, Adrestus was willing. Adrestus glanced towards his office door, before listening to what the Lord had to say. The sailor smiled when the other complimented his ship, and Adrestus stood a bit straighter. They had a chance! “Thank you,” He replied quickly, before shutting his mouth again so the other could say more. His smile grew wider as there was talk of a contract, and Adrestus looked incredibly excited. Although he was a good worker, he did not have a good poker face… which his father would eventually have to fix if Adrestus were to get into politics in the future. Adrestus nodded slowly, his body language welcoming. He liked the idea of having a new contract, that was for sure. He paused suddenly, and his eyes flickered over the other man.
“And the pay for this contract?” He asked, and though his face showed that he was ready to accept, he wanted to see what Stravos was willing to compensate him. Adrestus already knew it probably not a good idea, at this point, to negotiate. He still wanted to know what he was able to work with, and what he would have to do to make his expenses work. Sure, he had his own money, but maintenance and an experienced crew were not cheap at all. “I have been sailing for years now and have a hard-working crew- specifically knowledged to rid ourselves of pirates, so I assure you all supplies will reach their destination.”
Adrestus was happy to meet with Lord Keikelius. He already thought this meeting would bring good things for him, and with his new ship, now was the time to network. Of course, he remained professional, but he couldn’t help his excitement. He liked to work, and he definitely liked to travel while working. The more the money, the more reason to travel… the more he could do what he wanted. Hopefully, his meeting with Keikelius would go well. Adrestus lead the Lord over to his ship, hoping that, what was basically an interview, was going to go well. It already seemed like things were positive but… he couldn’t tell what the other was thinking. Yet.
He watched as the other rested into his chair, and Adrestus leaned against the desk. His eyes watched the other closely, trying to see whether he was impressed by the ship, or not at all. Adrestus was eager to take any job because it was just that to him- a job. His ship was new enough that he needed more experience, and he didn’t really give a damn about the Stravos business. As long as he was able to work, and it was good pay, Adrestus was willing. Adrestus glanced towards his office door, before listening to what the Lord had to say. The sailor smiled when the other complimented his ship, and Adrestus stood a bit straighter. They had a chance! “Thank you,” He replied quickly, before shutting his mouth again so the other could say more. His smile grew wider as there was talk of a contract, and Adrestus looked incredibly excited. Although he was a good worker, he did not have a good poker face… which his father would eventually have to fix if Adrestus were to get into politics in the future. Adrestus nodded slowly, his body language welcoming. He liked the idea of having a new contract, that was for sure. He paused suddenly, and his eyes flickered over the other man.
“And the pay for this contract?” He asked, and though his face showed that he was ready to accept, he wanted to see what Stravos was willing to compensate him. Adrestus already knew it probably not a good idea, at this point, to negotiate. He still wanted to know what he was able to work with, and what he would have to do to make his expenses work. Sure, he had his own money, but maintenance and an experienced crew were not cheap at all. “I have been sailing for years now and have a hard-working crew- specifically knowledged to rid ourselves of pirates, so I assure you all supplies will reach their destination.”
That was a question that Keikelius was prepared for, but he did not have an answer for the boy that he would like. At least, Keikelius didn't think that he did. Because Keikelius didn't have a number for him, and he wouldn't. Not until the job was done. It seemed like an unfair advantage for Keikelius to have over someone, but the man tried to never talk numbers until he was sure that the work done would be up to his standards. Then the rate of pay would be calculated from there. He drove a hard bargain, because the pay always promised to be splendid if his contracts did a good job, despite having to use their own ships.
Leaning back a little bit in the chair, Keikelius eyed Lord Adrestus with a calculating expression. "While I am aware that you've been sailing for a few years now, my lord, you have not been sailing the seas and toting cargo around," Keikelius said slowly. "I hope you appreciate that I won't just take your word for it, Lord Adrestus. I like to do things a little differently. This first run, you'll only know your pay when you return and the compensation will be based on how good of a job you do. If you lose the cargo, obviously it will come out of your pay. If you get it there safely and transport the goods I have on order back here, then your pay will be... exponential," the man gave a tight-lipped smile.
Because that was all that Keikelius was going to allow in terms of discussion of pay. He did not negotiate the first time around, and he wouldn't now, no matter how badly Adrestus tried. "I'm sure that you understand that I need to make sure all of my cargo is in good hands. That is why this first run will be a test to see if we will keep you on for further contracts or release you to one of the... other shipping companies in Greece," he said the last part with a bit of disdain in his voice. "And if that doesn't suit you, then I assure you we are done here."
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That was a question that Keikelius was prepared for, but he did not have an answer for the boy that he would like. At least, Keikelius didn't think that he did. Because Keikelius didn't have a number for him, and he wouldn't. Not until the job was done. It seemed like an unfair advantage for Keikelius to have over someone, but the man tried to never talk numbers until he was sure that the work done would be up to his standards. Then the rate of pay would be calculated from there. He drove a hard bargain, because the pay always promised to be splendid if his contracts did a good job, despite having to use their own ships.
Leaning back a little bit in the chair, Keikelius eyed Lord Adrestus with a calculating expression. "While I am aware that you've been sailing for a few years now, my lord, you have not been sailing the seas and toting cargo around," Keikelius said slowly. "I hope you appreciate that I won't just take your word for it, Lord Adrestus. I like to do things a little differently. This first run, you'll only know your pay when you return and the compensation will be based on how good of a job you do. If you lose the cargo, obviously it will come out of your pay. If you get it there safely and transport the goods I have on order back here, then your pay will be... exponential," the man gave a tight-lipped smile.
Because that was all that Keikelius was going to allow in terms of discussion of pay. He did not negotiate the first time around, and he wouldn't now, no matter how badly Adrestus tried. "I'm sure that you understand that I need to make sure all of my cargo is in good hands. That is why this first run will be a test to see if we will keep you on for further contracts or release you to one of the... other shipping companies in Greece," he said the last part with a bit of disdain in his voice. "And if that doesn't suit you, then I assure you we are done here."
That was a question that Keikelius was prepared for, but he did not have an answer for the boy that he would like. At least, Keikelius didn't think that he did. Because Keikelius didn't have a number for him, and he wouldn't. Not until the job was done. It seemed like an unfair advantage for Keikelius to have over someone, but the man tried to never talk numbers until he was sure that the work done would be up to his standards. Then the rate of pay would be calculated from there. He drove a hard bargain, because the pay always promised to be splendid if his contracts did a good job, despite having to use their own ships.
Leaning back a little bit in the chair, Keikelius eyed Lord Adrestus with a calculating expression. "While I am aware that you've been sailing for a few years now, my lord, you have not been sailing the seas and toting cargo around," Keikelius said slowly. "I hope you appreciate that I won't just take your word for it, Lord Adrestus. I like to do things a little differently. This first run, you'll only know your pay when you return and the compensation will be based on how good of a job you do. If you lose the cargo, obviously it will come out of your pay. If you get it there safely and transport the goods I have on order back here, then your pay will be... exponential," the man gave a tight-lipped smile.
Because that was all that Keikelius was going to allow in terms of discussion of pay. He did not negotiate the first time around, and he wouldn't now, no matter how badly Adrestus tried. "I'm sure that you understand that I need to make sure all of my cargo is in good hands. That is why this first run will be a test to see if we will keep you on for further contracts or release you to one of the... other shipping companies in Greece," he said the last part with a bit of disdain in his voice. "And if that doesn't suit you, then I assure you we are done here."