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[Empiricist]

"Sounds quite urban, what's the nightlife like?"

[Vgray]

"Entertainment back home mostly takes the form of engineering competitions. Dwarves play almost as hard as they work though, and they have strong livers. Ironforge is round and built around a literal forge. Tasrak lived next to the Great Forge, not that far from the High Seat. Ironforge is further divided into, starting from the entrance and going left, the commons, which has housing and inns, the mystic ward, the forlorn cavern, home of fishers, rogues, and warlocks, the hall of explorers, our new home, Tinker Town, the military ward, and then round back to the other end of the commons."

[Empiricist]

"So, no nightclubs then?"
Silica sits down and sighs in frustration.

[Vgray]

"Not really. Just lots of taverns, in the case of Ironforge. How does government work in your world anyway?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"At least you two had something to call government. We called ours a bloomin' farce!"

[Empiricist]

"Varies from place to place. My nation, Itovia is a technocratic democracy, people vote for a bunch of politicians all of whom must possess sufficient qualifications for their portfolio."
"Daeron, why did you give me the choice earlier?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"I really don't like hurting kids. Except if I have to, like if they've been zombified or something.

Needless to say, I was too angry to actually make the best decision, lass."

[Vgray]

"Sounds like Gnomereganian politics actually. Most other nations in Azeroth are ruled by Kings, or Chieftains, or whatever the fel you want to call a hereditary ruler. Goblins are ruled by whoever has the most money."

[Empiricist]

"I fear I may have been as well. I had some time to step back and look at myself now and to be honest, now I'm wondering what the hell I'm doing with my lif- er, deat- _{wait no >__<,} existence. Considering so far I've developed various weapon systems despite being a pacifist, combined said systems into an artillery platform, rained what amounts to napalm at people, attached what is essentially a collar bomb to a young boy, and blew a hole in a flying city. Do you ever start regretting decisions like that?"
"Some nations that are democratic monarchies are like that. You've got royalty and aristocrats at the top and politicians at the bottom, mediating the power of the former. International level stuff tends to be more royal or aristocratically regulated, more regional level events are nearly entirely controlled by politicians."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Yes."

[Empiricist]

"How do you deal with it?"
"Seems that the weather and seasons alike are bound to the capricious whims of others within this realm..." Lucinda glances at the hailstorm outside.

"In more pressing matters, should I switch this suit for something that does not stain as easily?" He gestures to his white suit.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Beer, ale, wine; whatever's at hand."

[Vgray]

"Sounds strange to me."

"No matter who rules them, they are all petty beyond belief."

[Empiricist]

"I suppose pettiness is one of the foundations of politics."
"I don't think that's much of an option for me..."
"I do wonder, whether the denizens of that lofty metropolis would be potential customers."
((I just realized I never gave an actual physical description for Lucinda. Early to mid twenties, agile build, red eyes, green hair.))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"One lucky lass you are. Hell, I don't even get drunk half the bloody time!"
Yukari walks back in, now in full maid costume. Gaston chuckles, and Wikus is....weirded out.