02 - Iron Kingdoms W.. - Captain Spud Is Amazing
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52 <strong>Iron</strong> <strong>Kingdoms</strong><br />
A Trader’s Market<br />
What was once local barter became a vital part of<br />
the resistance effort many centuries ago when rare<br />
commodities were exchanged swiftly and secretly<br />
to prepare the rebels who overthrew the Orgoth<br />
oppressors. By sharing and trading, pockets of rebels<br />
became well-equipped fighting forces able to pose a<br />
real threat to the Orgoth. Even the construction of<br />
the Colossals would have been impossible without<br />
the resources smuggled into the secret construction<br />
facilities from all across what is now Cygnar.<br />
Even before the Corvis Treaties established<br />
national borders, people recognized the importance<br />
of long-distance trade—something that had been<br />
impossible in the chaos of the Thousand Cities Era.<br />
In today’s times of escalating troubles, goods such as<br />
metals, oil, powder and shot, and food grow more<br />
scarce and precious, driving up their price. Now<br />
more than in recent generations, politics complicate<br />
matters, but those enterprising enough find ways to<br />
make their efforts pay. What started as local barter has<br />
evolved into the lifeblood of nations and the cause of<br />
greater adventures and risks than almost any other<br />
cause throughout the <strong>Iron</strong> <strong>Kingdoms</strong>.<br />
The Bounds of Law<br />
Shipping goods from one place to another seems<br />
a simple enough notion, and indeed, in the wild and<br />
ill-disciplined areas of Ord or the Bloodstone Marches<br />
that is all there is to it. In places where trade is<br />
worthwhile—where there is profit to be made—things<br />
are more complicated. If people are free to buy and<br />
sell whatever they want, what will keep the worst<br />
elements of society from stockpiling weapons and<br />
inciting revolt? How can traders be prevented from<br />
peddling heresy as well as corn? Every nation takes<br />
some measures to control trade.<br />
To begin, some things simply cannot be legally<br />
bought or sold. The Protectorate considers all oil,<br />
other than vegetable or lamp oil, the direct property<br />
of the temple, for example, and the kingdomes all<br />
outlawed slavery long ago. In Midfast a person can<br />
buy, own, and carry no more than a brace of pistols.<br />
City ordinances define more than that as a sign of<br />
equipping a private army (what honest individual<br />
needs more than two pistols?). Officials set quotas<br />
of this kind based on estimates of what an individual<br />
might reasonably require for his own use. On items<br />
such as blasting powder, heavy taxes discourage large<br />
purchases ensuring only state-sanctioned organizations<br />
can afford to buy in bulk.<br />
Winds of War<br />
Campaigns taking plaCe during Wartime should note that<br />
martial laW has replaCed Civilian laW along the borders.<br />
smugglers espeCially are having diffiCulties, sinCe the<br />
borders have reCently beCome War zones. anyone Caught<br />
engaging in suspiCious aCtivity in the borderlands may find<br />
themselves in deep trouble.<br />
Other restrictions are placed on transporting<br />
goods. The most common restriction is that certain<br />
items may only be traded within national or city<br />
boundaries. Crossing these either violates the law<br />
or attracts a tax, and patrols actively enforce these<br />
You’re putting me on, right? I’ve hauled this bloody thing the length and breadth of the<br />
kingdoms, from the arse-scorching deserts of the Marches, out from under the noses of those<br />
bastard exemplars, past the scrounging tax-hounds in Cygnar, through bloody Occupied Llael,<br />
and over the Kovosks—where I nearly lost two fingers to frostbite, thank you—to bring it here. I<br />
didn’t go through all that to end up with sod-all to show for it. You don’t want to up that offer,<br />
you may as well nip off and fetch one for yourself, eh?<br />
—Gunner Wadock, Cygnaran tradesman<br />
laws along most national borders. Only Ord fails to<br />
maintain a standing force of its own to police such<br />
activity.<br />
These taxes operate in a variety of ways. Sometimes<br />
they apply on entry (which encourages local