Trafficking in HD never goes well. Don't encourage people to try to find a way to get dead bodies in exchange for money. They'll find them cheap.

Cheap is murder under the law.
 
I've been thinking about the bread dole. What would that look like?

We probably serve not just pure grain bread, but something a bit... odd... maybe called King's Bread or soon Imperial Bread. The exact ingredients vary by region and availability, but the basic makeup would be:
- grain or rice flour as the base
- a good amount of ground legumes like lentils, chick peas, peas or beans
- some fat source, like butter, milk, nuts, oil seeds or olives
- some ground vegetables like kale, cabbage, raddish or similar
- fruits, fruit juice or preferably pomace of apples, pomegranates, citrus and similar
- vinegar, soda and other cheap seasonings to balance the taste a bit

It wouldn't taste great, but not really unpleasant or bland. Just pretty hearty with some hint of sourness that masks the more bitter ingredients. It would provide most of the necessary nutrition for a person though, preventing widespread malnutrition or outbreaks of sickness caused by it.

Lawful Neutral Nutraloaf if you will.
 
I've been thinking about the bread dole. What would that look like?

We probably serve not just pure grain bread, but something a bit... odd... maybe called King's Bread or soon Imperial Bread. The exact ingredients vary by region and availability, but the basic makeup would be:
- grain or rice flour as the base
- a good amount of ground legumes like lentils, chick peas, peas or beans
- some fat source, like butter, milk, nuts, oil seeds or olives
- some ground vegetables like kale, cabbage, raddish or similar
- fruits, fruit juice or preferably pomace of apples, pomegranates, citrus and similar
- vinegar, soda and other cheap seasonings to balance the taste a bit

It wouldn't taste great, but not really unpleasant or bland. Just pretty hearty with some hint of sourness that masks the more bitter ingredients. It would provide most of the necessary nutrition for a person though, preventing widespread malnutrition or outbreaks of sickness caused by it.

Lawful Neutral Nutraloaf if you will.
Cue some random mageling making a killing by making bread taste like whatever people want with Prestidigitation.
 
Goodness, thinking about what Magic can add to pastries or baking in general makes the inner cook in me roaring!

They could use some magically heated Oven that would deliver the exact same temperature needed to bake it.

Proofing the bread would be much more easier and cleaner as there will be no bugs, germs or dust seeping through.

And the yeast rising process will be much more faster. What would take a particularly thick dough to rise for a week to be cut down to nearly a day.

Good God. Think of other culinary endeavour!!!
 
Cue some random mageling making a killing by making bread taste like whatever people want with Prestidigitation.
There are a couple hundred thousand people in Sorcerer's Deep who could come to the very same realization. A few of them pooling their resources and moving to King's Landing to start a culinary revolution in Westeros isn't outside the bounds of reason.
 
Did we ever consider making a "Time Chamber" by the way? Not for people to train, but to store products for proper aging.

Dornish wine is a luxury product in the Shaitan Realm, letting Doran buy things like ressurection scrolls, and most importantly, the swanking sand horse. Not to mention we can age Dawn Mead there.

Also speaking of Dorne, House Tolland should have a POV once we get that bridge connected. We should broadcast it too, to celebrate the rejoining of East and West after 10,000 years.
 
Did we ever consider making a "Time Chamber" by the way? Not for people to train, but to store products for proper aging.

Dornish wine is a luxury product in the Shaitan Realm, letting Doran buy things like ressurection scrolls, and most importantly, the swanking sand horse. Not to mention we can age Dawn Mead there.

Also speaking of Dorne, House Tolland should have a POV once we get that bridge connected. We should broadcast it too, to celebrate the rejoining of East and West after 10,000 years.
We decided to commit no blatant time manipulation shenanigans. If we're not doing that to train our people faster to speed up crafting, we're really not doing it to age food more quickly.

Even if the Reality Police were canceled (RIP Inevitables), that's just asking for trouble we don't need.
 
Also speaking of Dorne, House Tolland should have a POV once we get that bridge connected. We should broadcast it too, to celebrate the rejoining of East and West after 10,000 years.

All this talk about Enhanced Transhumans, 10,000 years of stagnation, unending Wars with the forces of Destruction constantly fighting, and playing as an uber-powerful Leader of the the Imperium makes me think of a certain Primarch of the XIII-th Legion coming to life and repairing the Universe at large.
 
Interlude MXLII: Of Two Minds
Of Two Minds

Thirtieth Day of the Fourth Month 294 AC

Tygett Lannister knew that the fight was hopeless the moment he heard the Voice. The weight of it had woken him from a sound sleep like the roar of a great fire, like the footsteps of doom reaching closer with each syllable. Yet it mattered not at all. He rose smoothly from his bed and reached out for the sending talisman that would alert the Captain Bryl and the Red Cloaks before methodically donning armor and weapons, untroubled by the darkness lit only by distant star. Then there is Wisdom Taerius...

He pondered for a moment if he should allow the alchemist to make the call on when to set off the mines as he had asked to. The man seemed all too willing to kindle flames literal as well as metaphorical as long as the Dragon came to harm from it. "Might as well, it's not like he can make things worse." There was an edge of defeat to the softly spoken words that did not match the confident stride with which he left his chamber and walked out to meet his fate.

As went the lord so did the House.

He watched in the scrying mirror as the sky ships showed themselves above the Great Sept. Even beneath the glaze of enchantment the the diviner's eyes widened in terror at the sight. Poor boy, he was too young for his posting, but that was all that could be spared away from the Rock.

He listened as the High Septon, spineless bastard that he had always known he would be, made Aegon's Bargain again, except this time it would be less a bargain and more a foreign conqueror buying the Faith like a cheap whore in Fleabottom to use or discard as he chose. "So the bastard wants us all to believe he cares about Joffrey, after keeping him from his family for days..."

Though the old knight's eyes did not move nor his expression change his voice was heavy with venom. If either the enchanted diviner or the two Red Cloaks standing by the door noticed they did not comment upon it.

Though Tygett could not see or hear the young Dragon, he could still deduce the thrust of his words from the High Septon's response, some assurance that the 'bastard' would not be harmed.

Was Joffrey a bastard? he wondered distantly. He looked every inch the Lannister, and neither hide nor hair like Robert. In the end it did not matter, he had been commanded by his elder brother and head of House to treat the boy as king, and so a king he would be as long as he had breath in his body.

As went the lord so did the House.

"Get your men ready, captain. It is about to start," he said firmly. "I will personally lead the defense of the throne." Tygett looked at the young mage with something approaching pity. "Keep an eye on the attack. You will be needed at the Rock to give counsel about their methods."

It had in truth already started, though the first officer to lay eyes on the attackers had perished before he could send the arcane message.

As he swept from the room in the wake of his guards the old knight ran his tongue over the new golden tooth, still tender. He would never have a chance to get used to it at his rate. Bite down while willing to it break and it would be over. They said the poison was sweet on the tongue, though you barely had a chance to taste it. Better that than capture of course, the thought of surrender never even crossed his mind.

It was quiet in the scrying chamber as the Lannister lord left. He could almost pretend the weeping of the young mage was nothing but the creak of unoiled hinges... Almost.

As went the lord so did the House.

OOC: Since I know this will likely be the first conclusion, I can confirm that this is not bog standard enchantment, which he sees and recognizes in the mage.
 
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Bah! You plebeians laugh at my bread idea. You consider this funny?

I'll show you! I'LL SHOW YOU ALL!!!
The bread idea was great, IMO, and would have gotten an Insightful, but then you closed it with Lawful Neutral Nutraloaf. That couldn't not get a Funny.
 
@DragonParadox

Viserys: "Poison? Is this amateur hour? No poison kills instantly."

If you don't have the stones to put a wildfire explosive in your chest, you don't want to spite your enemy hard enough.
 
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He watched in the scrying mirror as Viserys Targaryen descended from one of his sky ships like some heathen god from his gilded sky chariot. Even beneath the glaze of enchantment the the diviner's eyes widened in terror at the sight. Poor boy, he was too young for his posting, but that was all that could be spared away from the Rock.
That should not work, we have Mindblank for a reason.
 
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