Chapter 50: 50. Personal Cypher

The coming weeks Livia spent honing her pitch, using Oscar primarily to work out her ideas. The other two were surprisingly uninterested. The fact they had both stalled in leveling likely had something to do with the fact, since it was clearly bothering the two, but it was well known that the latter levels before a new capstone usually required some form of combat, if your Class was inclined that way.

The levels before that were a lot easier. Livia was already level 4, and all it had taken was her failed recruiting attempts with [Pitch Perfect] and her copious notetaking that she then put on top of her cabinet only to see the [Advanced Bookkeeping] Skill take over and organize and rewrite everything in her personal cypher.

[There are still a ton of holes in their actual combat ability. They should stop obsessing over levels and simply hone their combat instincts.]

Livia eventually ended up telling them as much, in rather harsh words, but it probably took her a day longer than it would have if Mr Beard hadn't spoken up. That made her realize she needed to get over it, the voice was here to stay, and it wasn't like what it said was stupid, just a bit misguided at times.

"What we need is synergy, Classes that go well together and have room to grow together," Livia was stalking back and forth behind her desk, where she kept the cabinet in front of Oscar who was listening intently. "And Classes that can provide for a whole guild, like Lena's." Livia was still obsessing over the idea of being able to pop up anywhere and pitch a giant beautiful tent and start recruiting. Having meetings and the like in the wild, completely civilized in the summer heat. She couldn't wait for Lena to get the last few levels she needed for her third capstone, although they would have to make sure they steered her Class correctly first, in case she was granted a Class upgrade. If it didn't happen at level 30 it was bound to at the next capstone. Of course, they could just buy the tents from her, but the plan was for her to get a hospitality Skill or two that would be a sign she could get a new direction by level 40. If their plans of having her work at a busy guild came to fruition it would certainly be possible.

Oscar was nodding, this wasn't the first time he heard all this, but Livia liked to work ideas over, over and over. It was how she kept her mind busy.

"Obviously we can't expect to find all the Classes we will need here in Salcret, but we can get enough for a start and to know what direction we want to be heading, it will make it ten times harder to find high-potential recruits if we are unsure what Classes to look for."

"So where are we ultimately headed then, do you want to set up shop right in Dormata?" This they hadn't talked about.

[You never went to get that new map, you know.] Oh shit. Livia was reminded of the message about a package that she had not went and gotten earlier. It is finished.

"Sorry, I'll explain, but I just remembered something, I'll be right back." Livia headed out into the snow.

This could take a while. It was easy to get held up by something unexpected in Salcret, usually a nosy or bored neighbor. Their small guild house was located right near the town square after all, but Oscar waited patiently. Livia returned within the hour.

"Sorry, sorry, I met Redd who was talking about the spring trip and wondering if we might be riding horses, you know, because of the leg." She was carrying a scroll it looked like, despite paper being so plentiful.

When she unrolled a map on her desk it made more sense. Livia had actually paid 30 silver to the highest level [Painter] in town, who was twiddling his thumbs a lot of the time, this time of year, because of the wet. But what livia hired him for was going around the most well-travelled people in Salcret and getting them to help him make a proper map of the Human heartlands, with neighbouring settlements marked and wilderness given a coloration.

It was the kind nobody else felt was needed, since you could just jot down a stick-figure type map and be done with it. Ask for further directions on arrival, no need to complicate things.

But what Livia was looking for, on the map, was something special. They spent hours poring over its depiction of the total holdings remaining to humanity, trying to find what Livia wanted, which was connections. Mr Beard was whispering in her ear all the while, reminding her of knowledge from the book.

She finally found it. "Here, right fucking here is where we'll find our home. Where we shall build our guild!"

She had suddenly stabbed her finger down on the map. Oscar was looking at her in trepidation.

"Why to the north of Dormata? Why toward the Cloven's lands?"

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