The Royal Artificery Society - IC

[Prehysterical]

In the midst of the crowd, one figure is forced to push his way forward... not because he feels entitled, but because it's the only way he can see the writing on the board with all these people around! Fortunately, the stoutness of his kind allows him to make his way through to the announcements and commissions. Even as he does so, however, Bolten apologizes for infringing on others' personal space.

Bolten Cogturner scratches thoughtfully at his short beard as he peruses the current goings-on in the city. Funds for his workshop are running relatively low and it would be good to pick up some coin. What would be the point of starting his own projects if he couldn't fund them?

The ship commissions are mildly interesting, but Bolten doesn't know really know anything about life at sea. Sure, he could make a ship that worked, but would it properly serve the needs of the sailors on board? Besides, saltwater was infamous for its ability to damage metals...

There is absolutely no interest in pulling off a bank heist. Just the very idea gives Bolten anxiety. That left the sewers. Not exactly glamorous work, but it would help people and that style of engineering was more in Bolten's range of experience. Maybe he could bring some new perspective to the table. Just as much from curiosity as from ambition, Bolten makes his way to the engineering workshop.