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Do you know about Minoc? Everything I'd heard of this small community of artisans and tinkers is out of date. It has been discovered that the mountains surrounding Minoc are full of precious ores. In the last few years, apparently, it has changed from a small hamlet to a mining town. The old-timers still seem shocked, but they are hard to pick out amid the crowds of Britannians who have flocked here recently.
It is fortunate that the Guild of Tinkers was already based in Minoc. Although I think that it simply started out as a practical confederation of the many artisans who lived here, it is now occupied with devising various ways to extract the ore from the ground and the lumber from the forests. Minoc has what other cities only dream of ... more money than people. They need miners, and need them badly enough that the wages are enormously generous. Minoc provides most of the ore and lumber for Britain, Magincia and Vesper, and could produce even more had they more people. Of course, the only place near enough to spend these wages is Minoc itself, so the small city is thriving. It is not surprising that the taverns get most of the coin, and that thieves and brigands fare nearly as well. I think that when the mines are emptied, the city will empty, too. Until then, however, it will remain an interesting place. The people are marvelously creative, and there is very little that they won't try to "fix." There is dancing, which people seem to enjoy, drinking to excess, which people profess to enjoy even more, and barroom brawling, which they enter into with abandon. They do fiercely love their freedom, and will unite in a moment to defend it. I think it gives them overmuch license, but it seems more good than ill, with very little harm done in the end. Your friend, Garreth |
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