About two weeks have passed since Eilidh acquired her new home and she has in that time been busy, I can tell you.
The first few days were spent rooting around in the various rooms and caves and nooks and crannies that doted the old manor house. She uncovered all sorts of secrets and items simply left where they had been dropped or thrown into storage. Many of these things were to prove useful...
Bathing in the underground pool proved hazardous owing to the presence of a pair of Slaughterfish. She dispatched these but had by then discovered in the vast attic space a fine old bath and some rather lovely bathing screens. The bath looked as though it had never been used. Quite what the previous occupant had done for cleanliness she couldn't imagine. Presumably they had used the pool.
She spent some little time roughing out on a sheet of parchment just exactly what changes she required and so armed travelled the relatively small distance to Weye to hire the local fisherman, the closest man she could think of.
He did not speak her language, nor she his, but fortunately they both spoke Money.
Using 1000 gold of her 5000 savings she contracted him to clear out a fair amount of junk for her and went with him to the Imperial City to sell it at market, for a good price as it turned out.
Aelwin - (the fisherman) - then assisted her in the tracking down of several burly subjects who were keen both on coin and interior design, again, for a cheap price.
One just has to know how to manage commoners. If you are used to money, it does not really matter if you don't have much, because the fact that you have had it shows through. You just need enough to ensure one person's loyalty.
The fisherman proved so good and <ahem> loyal, that she hired him on the spot as steward, albeit on a part time basis. He was amenable to this, particularly since 1000 gold coins was considerably more than he had earned in the last 2 or 3 seasons of fishing. His first recommendation to her was to hire his daughter Elabyth to teach her the common tongue.
It seemed a good plan.
So it was that the big house was filled with the sounds of carpentry, cleaning and the moving of furniture.
Elabyth began to teach Eilidh the common tongue, fixed meals and became - virtually - chambermaid, whilst her father bestrode the workmen, Orcs and burly Nords, like some administrative colossus.
"Oi din't know moi farther 'ad it in 'im!" Remarked Elabyth to one of the workmen one morning.
The Nord chewed thoughtfully on the strip of jerky that was his morning meal.
"Well, she's paid 'im ain't she? More'n us too. 'sides, way he looks at 'er, alls she 'as to do is flutter them eyes of 'ers." He grinned and they both stopped to watch as Eilidh sashayed past, dress swishing on the rugs, her coppery hair reflecting the sunlight as it streamed once again through the freshly cleaned windows.
The workman nudged the young chambermaid.
"I would." He said, raising an eyebrow. "I wonders if she's blue all over...?"
Elabyth tutted and poked him with an elbow.
During all of this Eilidh herself had not been idle. She had found maps and books, and was spending her time planning out her next moves, reading up - (with Elabyth's help) - about the empire, what made it tick, who - and what - lived in it.
She knew though that in order to really get to know the place, she would have to immerse herself in it.
Yes it was partly what her father wanted, but it would be on her terms, and not his.
There was also the issue of money; there was plenty to be had it seemed, she just needed to figure out how to get it; some contacts were in order, she felt.
Yes, it was a busy time all round and she knew she should also not forget the Fighter's Guild; much as they were a bit amateurish, they had influence and should she rise to the top well then, so would she...
In the back of her mind though was the constant realisation that she had limited time. Eilidh knew her father and she knew that she could could provide him with the moon on a stick but if she did so one moment too late, well then it would all be for naught.
The days were moving on apace and she must not waste them.