A good selection. The boat-improving enchantment she hasn't seen a good equivalent to. How large a boat are we talking about, here? And improved how?

"It's real good at preventing leaks. Makes it take waves better, keeps the rocking down, the currents and wind will tend to be convenient, makes rowing or engines need to do a bit less work, staves off rot a bit. It calls Bylgia's protection, so sea-beasts are less likely to attack, too. It's really meant for rowboats or little barges, but a few big ones on a proper ship can help. I'd want to find someone more specialized for proper ship runes."

"Sounds like a good overall enchantment. More thorough than anything we've got, I think; we'd have to layer enchantments to get the same effect. I think it's likely to sell well, especially if you can make ones for larger vessels."

"I have to wonder if seals and runes will work in other worlds at all, to be honest, though. They invoke the gods. Perhaps in the making only, but perhaps ongoingly."

"I've seen it work before with other gods. It really depends on how far the gods can reach and how much of their blessing is their control and how much is merely their power."

"The gods are very much not human, that is true. Hmm. I would like to visit your home and see if I can draw runes there."

"I have a meeting scheduled with the Captain, but I'd like to see that too. Perhaps you could come to my rooms?"

She snorts. "Good luck with Olsen, the old goat. And, sure, when? I want to buy a few more of those 'ka'."

"As soon as the Captain gets done with me, I don't have anything else lined up for afterwards. I have some negotiations to do for housing, but those shouldn't take too too long. I can meet you back here if you don't mind waiting?"

"Sure. I'll just go ahead and work on more boat-runes then, shall I?"

"Sounds like a plan to me!"

"See you soon."

The Captain's office is at the highest point of the largest building. It's very big, with huge windows, and contains a great many trophies. The Captain himself is a broad man with a voluminous beard tied into two braids.

He doesn't appear to have an 'inside voice'.

When she comes in he shouts, "SO, I HEAR YOU ARE SOME KIND OF SCOUT! ALWAYS GOOD TO MEET SOMEONE WITH A GO-GETTING MINDSET! I HAVE HIGH HOPES WE'LL FINALLY GET WHAT WE NEED TO TAKE BACK THE PLAINS FROM THE INFECTION THANKS TO YOU!"

She blinks, mildly frazzled, but quickly recovers. 

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Captain! Thank you for your offer of acommodations! I'd like to discuss rent paid in arms and armor for your squad!"

"HAHAHA! GOOD VOICE ON YOU! IF YOU'RE WITH A TRADING COMPANY YOU'RE IN THE RIGHT PLACE! MY LOVELY BASE IS TRAGICALLY INFESTED WITH ICELANDIC AND SWEDISH MERCHANTS. WHILE I LAMENT THE RELATIVE LACK OF MILITARY ACTIVITY, YOU COULD RENT AN ENTIRE OFFICE AND GET A LOT OF TRAFFIC!"

"That sounds like just the ticket captain! I can pay in gold, OTC credits, or arms directly! Unfortunately I have none of your currency yet, but I expect you want gear in any case! Hopefully it'll be that easy for paying my staff!"

"I'LL WANT SAMPLES OF A VARIETY OF THINGS FOR EVALUATION! I DON'T KNOW WHAT ALL YOU HAVE YET BESIDES SILENT GUNS AND ARMOR SUITS, BUT I SURELY WANT MORE TO EVALUATE. RADIOS! SCOUT EQUIPMENT. MEDICAL GEAR. VEHICLES! AN INITIAL PACKAGE OF EQUIPMENT, EVEN SIMPLY LEASED FOR EVALUATION, IN EXCHANGE FOR A YEAR'S RENT AND A FEW MILLION KRONER TO PAY PEOPLE WITH IS WHAT I WAS THINKING, WHAT SAY YOU?"

"I'll have to look at what in whole you need! I might not be able to supply everything up front if you're making a large purchase; currently I'm confined to things that fit through a doorway - that means I'd have to import and build production facilities in order to make vehicles, not that they're off the table! I have carapace armor, sending stones, and healing potions in my convenient catalog and can bring them through right now! For silent guns you could purchase laspistols or you could have your current arms enchanted! I can't swear to a lasgun's effectiveness on trolls, having never seen one used, so if you are conservative you might prefer the enchantments on the arms your men are familiar with! Subject to all that, your offer is broadly sound! It gets us the foothold we need here to begin running real operations!"

"EXCELLENT! JUST AS LONG AS YOU UNDERSTAND THAT THE BASE IS UNDER JOINT SWEDISH-DANISH-NORWEGIAN MILITARY AUTHORITY AND ANY NONSENSE WILL NOT BE TOLERATED! I'M PLANNING ON FORMING DOUBLE-SQUADS WITH A FULL SET OF NEW GEAR AND OLD SO WE CAN GET A PROPER COMPARISON WITHOUT TOO MUCH RISK! I'LL BE BRINGING IN SOME OF MY SUBORDINATES FOR CONSULTATION ON THE NEW GEAR AS WELL! LET ME INTRODUCE THEM AND SHOW YOU THE OFFICES AND WE CAN HAVE A PROPER MEETING TO WORK OUT A CONTRACT TOMORROW!"

"I have every intention of abiding by local law, sir! I would love to see your officers and offices!"

So Captain Olsen gives a tour and introductions. The offices for rent are a bit clinical with the mostly-metal construction of the base, but pre-furnished with desk space for eight, a storefront-like area, plus attached living quarters and warehouse space. There's a company that does janitorial and temp staffing services down on the first level if she wants to talk to them.

The officers introduced include a radio tech who is dubious about the sending stones and would prefer, uh, radios, a scout captain who in addition to tales of other worlds wants detection, movement, and all-weather gear, a hunter captain who wants to buy lots and lots and lots of ka and distribute them to soldiers as a new benefit, a logistics officer who frets excessively about maintenance and replacement parts, and a bored-looking naval captain who asks a lot of questions about computers and other high-tech gear.

The sending stones are modifiable to work with their existing radio sets and should provide reception over arbitrary distances in all weather conditions. They can provide radios cheaply but sending stones are actually better, she's used them in the field. She hasn't got anything for detection immediately in her catalogs except for contact lenses that grant perfect night vision, but she knows that items of Clairvoyance can be made. There's also the option of using robotic drones or even nanobots to scout, those are on offer but would take some training or a lot of cash. Farstrider boots and better vehicles for movement, layered enchantments for all-weather gear. Endure Elements is cheap and a lifesaver in the field for people who still need that kind of thing. She assures the logistics officer that they intend to stay and that all their offerings are extremely reliable. As for the naval captain, he can get a brief lecture on what life is like on Oifilei's refuge and trade worlds, where bodies are replaceable and lifespans are indefinite. That technology base will eventually be brought here, as this is a new-minted trade world; it's just a matter of how fast.

The radio tech is still kind of dubious but will wait and see. The naval captain wants to accelerate tech import however they can. (He's Swedish.) The hunter asks about futuristic flamethrowers and explosives. The logistics officer is coming around to the idea of lasguns and asks if they can get things that work off physical principles and either production licenses or the tech base to develop their own versions. The scout captain wants to know if emergency 'get the fuck out right NOW' teleports are a thing?

She has directed plasma weapons that are stable and sane, they just seemed like overkill and they're not as silent as las weapons. Rings of Fireball exist, as does good old-fashioned C4. They can arrange educational programs to build the technological items and they're willing to sell manufacturing technologies so long as they're reasonably well-assured they will be used for the intended purpose. She also takes a moment to plug the company's mercenary services, though she doubts they'll go for it; they're somewhat irregular by most worlds' standards. Emergency teleportation is possible but expensive, she has an hourlong ritual for that because the magic is technically demanding. It's less so in artificial demiplanes, which makes the OTC's internal logistics much easier, but for sale it'll cost. Might be worth it to prevent deaths though. Oh by the way, ressurrection magic exists. It's easier with an anchor like her necklace but still possible without one. Unfortunately demand far outstrips supply, but for the right price...

In the longer term, the OTC would almost certainly like to buy some good large chunks of the Silent World, sweep and clear them of trolls, and settle refugees on them. Most likely from worlds where slavery is endemic; they are really quite serious about their philosophical commitment to freedom of employment because it's hard enough for them to find multiverse-class people without them being involved in bad systems that damage their ability to do anything. 

"SELLING OFF BITS OF THE SILENT WORLD IS SOMETHING WELL ABOVE MY PAY GRADE!" Captain Olsen bellows. "DENMARK IS CERTAINLY OURS, AND PERHAPS PARTS OF GERMANY OR GREAT BRITAIN, ONCE WE SUCESSFULLY RECLAIM IT! THE REST OF IT, THAT IS UP FOR THE POLITICIANS TO DECIDE. WE'D PROBABLY WELCOME SOME REFUGEES IF THEY CAN MINIMALLY FUNCTION IN SOCIETY! WE NEED MORE PEOPLE REALLY."

The topic of resurrection makes the two Danish officers pretty uncomfortable. They manufacture plastic explosives themselves already but perhaps OTC's is cheaper. They'd like a few samples of directed plasma weapons. Fire is the most efficient method of troll-killing. They might want to hire mercenaries for specific short-term operations sometimes? And perhaps they could sell mercenary services too, they're entirely unsuited to fighting people but very efficient at exterminating beasts.

It's probably about time to actually start writing up a contract.

She draws up a basic contract. Two squads of the Captain's men will be issued Mars Pattern Lasrifles, Storm Carapace armor, rings of Fireball, Sending Stones hooked into the radio grid, Photo-Contacts, and raincoats and tents enchanted with Endure Elements, a total of ten of each item in all; additionally, two directed-plasma weapons will be loaned for one year. In exchange, the OTC will recieve a one-year lease of the office she toured, and three million kroner. This establishes a rough Kroner-to-OTC exchange rate of something in the range of 300 Kroner per Oifilei Trade Credit. She doesn't know what the true value of a Kroner is, but that sounds broadly reasonable to her; no doubt the price will fluctuate as she brings in more goods from offworld.

"Where and when do you want this delivered, Captain? I could set down my beacon right now and start hauling sets of armor through, but I'd rather put them where you actually want them."