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Ro'khar was preparing his morning tea when someone knocked on the door of the warehouse. He went to see who it was. On opening the door he saw a carrier that delivered him a note, pointing to three carts that were located outside the door. Ro'khar couldn't believe his eyes. Another delivery! The three carts were loaded to the brim with merchandise. The young man did not know what he was going to do with all that. The warehouse was packed with goods.
Ro'khar ran a warehouse that was located just outside Gabolake at the Golsou Mark. He had recently had a lot of work. The warehouse was a part of the infrastructure of the company of his boss, who made weapons and armor. For some reason, during the last month, an enormous amount of product had entered: three or four times more than usual. However, the rate of output had not changed, so that the warehouse had quickly filled.
Ro'khar had made several changes in the organization of the shelves and had managed to optimize space but, at this point, he had run out of ideas. There was no space left. Well, he still had his small office. If he cleared his table, he could store more goods there. He opened the gate and instructed the carrier where to unload. The assistants who worked with him had not yet arrived. In theory, the warehouse opened a half hour later, so he'd have to wait for them to be able to store everything.
Earlier that week, Ro'khar's boss had visited the premises. The young man had used the visit to ask what was happening, but he hadn't gotten a clear answer. His boss urged him not to worry, that he knew what he was doing. Somewhat later he managed to pry some vague comments about a looming conflict that would completely change the structure of the weapons market, and that they'd be ready to benefit from this.
Ro'khar, who was really neat, punctual and organized, had enjoyed his work since he had been selected to lead that warehouse almost two years before. He really hoped that his boss was right, because he'd hate if the company would have problems. He'd hate to lose his job.
CHAPTER 4: THE VALLEY