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>A, let's smoke some snail meat. [...] Actually, can we just straight up give him some bags of entropic sand so he can find out how valuable it is?
>D) Like >>1091551 suggested, we could try exporting sand. Sand is useful as an abrasive, and our sand is extra abrasive.
>Snail jerky for now but looking into turning rhe more colourful shells into pigments just rose sharply in our priorities
You put together a concentrated effort to gather and smoke as much snail as possible for the captain to trade. You also have a several barrels of the white sand filled and samples of glass brought on board of the ship. The captain and yourself spent many a long night discussing, arguing, and concocting a possible conspiracy about pretending to be victims of a pirate attack. In the end, the two of you decide not to, deeming it too great a risk to our reputation for a pay-off that was not guaranteed. Though perhaps in the future, such a false flag could be flown. For now, the captain will play the merchant. He’ll peddle out our less than desirable meats will scouting for potential buyers or investors over our unique sand and glass.
“I’ll be damned if I know what to do with glass that scratches you, but I’m sure a bright-eyes from the university could come up with a business venture.”
Soon enough, the ship that is your only lifeline to the old world shrinks off into the distance. Now you can only hope and pray that, when it returns, it’ll return with good news for once.
Mesa Expedition:
The team tasked with exploring the mesa has completed their vehicle and set out. Using a sled of sorts, pushed by the explorers and with shielding at the front to protect them and their supplies, they accomplish the several day trek to the base of the mesa. Exhausted, they flip and maneuver the sled to act as an impromptu shelter of sorts while they regain their strength before attempting to scale the rocky cliffs. The climb was when they were the most vulnerable to the sands and winds, but it’s relatively a short time before they are at the top. Things on the mesa are much more peaceful, though not necessarily more welcoming. The wind is noticeably calmer, and of course this land is above all the blasting sand. It appears to be a scrubland of sorts. Thick, sharp grasses and stunted shrubs litter the flat terrain. Insects and wildlife seem to be completely absent. The most eye catching thing, however, are the large, monolithic slabs of stone. They are wildly placed, with no clear pattern or direction to them, and spaced seemingly anywhere to 10 meters to nearly a kilometer. The expedition encountered dozens of them and can only take wild guesses as to how many more there are across the mesa. They all include carvings of faces and notably three circles. The purpose of these escape the scouts, and they are not nearly trained nor skilled to research this. It is noted that one of the slabs they encountered was cracked down the middle, and the one member insists that they felt air flow though this was not collaborated by the others. In returning, the crew did find that the sled they left behind was entirely buried in sand but the rest of the journey was uneventful.
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