Merchant

Everybody hates to say this, but you're absolutely essential to the fortress. Yes. You, the greedy asshole behind the counter who delights in robbing people blind of their Obols. The people of the fortress are wrong in blaming you and hating you, that's just what you do, or else you wouldn't survive the harsh conditions of Evergreen. Economists a few centuries back would have warned about how a monopoly is bad for any consumer, but hey, they're dead and you're not.

You are the person who buys low and sells high. You order the goods from the city and sell them hundred times the price you bought them. You work with desperation. And when everyone around you is desperate, your job is incredibly easy. That is, until the generous Baron sets the taxes to 100%.

The city has many goods available for purchase. From the humble Ghettobox to the wrathful flamethrower, you control the flow of items from and to the fortress, making you quite the indispensable asset to the fortress. If you weren't there, it wouldn't function. Like a human body without a heart to pump the blood. That, my dear greedy friend, is why you're so important.


 * Buy low, sell high.
 * Use the console to order and call in the ship from the City. Send Obols and other items by chest.
 * The people of the fortress want their useless knick-knacks and trinkets. They want them like a child wants candy. Sell it high, nobody will complain. Value is relative.
 * Keep your Dockers in line. While you're strong in mind and coin, they're strong in body. They should be more than willing to break bones if someone stiffs you on payment. A pound of flesh only goes for so much though.