"A commission! A sizeable commission." A noble of Val Royeaux, her name festooned with titles, wants a precisely-detailed set of stained glass windows. And she wants them soon.
+2 Rumors of Revolution
→A Trade Opportunity
"Thievery at the glassworks!" The Guildmistress arrived in haste. Her face is unwashed, still smudged with furnace-soot. Her fingers fidget angrily at her glass sword.
A shortage of soda ash "Our suppliers won't brave the river for fear of pirates. There are more black flags than white ones on the river, these days."
"Your Grace, bad news. Crossed glass swords hang over the glassworks' gates." You sigh. The glassworkers have rebelled and are refusing to work. Again.
→The Glassblowers' Anger