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If there was one thing that Sergeant Korsakov liked about Avesia it was the climate, even so it was not the best weather for wearing armor in. As such she elected to were a Kepi on patrols through Svobodagrad. For the first couple of weeks after the Liberation of the city things had been rather dangerous as a handful of slavers hid in odd places at lashed out against Infrastructural troops or freed slaves. While much of the city was still in shambles, but between the efforts of Army soldiers and the new Free Republic's people a basic semblance of order had been achieved. Things were still rough and tumble, but drunks, muggers and pickpockets were now a bigger issue than retrogrades. With that in place ex slaves and a smattering of pre-invasion free avesians brought in produce and plunder while a few foreign merchant ships came in to trade their cargoes and wares. She and her men knew enough of the local lingo to get fresh produce, fish, poultry and spices for the kitchen. Most people were well inclined towards Coldlanders and the deals were usually pretty good. Others were inclined to express gratitude in other ways.

As she and private Marshak walked by a stall selling dried tomatoes, the young lady tending it gave titter and said something in Avesian to him. Marshak smirked and said "I'd be off in two hours" as he marched by. Nadia rolled her eyes. Marshak had seen this young lass a couple of times and she was confident that he'd seen her more than that. She'd just hoped he'd remembered to use the latex preventatives the medical division had begun issuing. She'd give him a reminder about that, but nothing more. No reason to ruin what would be his last night on this Island.

She liked the place. It was rough, it was backwards and there was still a couple of bands of slavers in the mountains causing trouble but she had enjoyed her stay. From what she'd gathered she'd expected to spend another month or so here resupplying before they moved onto liberate a place called Halrizuud . Instead her squad had been selected to serve as an Honor Guard for the Peace Talks with the Drow States. As much as she enjoyed watching the New Avesia forming, coming home to friends and family now secure was something she wanted even more.

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Description

If there was one thing that Sergeant Korsakov liked about Avesia it was the climate, even so it was not the best weather for wearing armor in. As such she elected to were a Kepi on patrols through Svobodagrad. For the first couple of weeks after the Liberation of the city things had been rather dangerous as a handful of slavers hid in odd places at lashed out against Infrastructural troops or freed slaves. While much of the city was still in shambles, but between the efforts of Army soldiers and the new Free Republic's people a basic semblance of order had been achieved. Things were still rough and tumble, but drunks, muggers and pickpockets were now a bigger issue than retrogrades. With that in place ex slaves and a smattering of pre-invasion free avesians brought in produce and plunder while a few foreign merchant ships came in to trade their cargoes and wares. She and her men knew enough of the local lingo to get fresh produce, fish, poultry and spices for the kitchen. Most people were well inclined towards Coldlanders and the deals were usually pretty good. Others were inclined to express gratitude in other ways.

As she and private Marshak walked by a stall selling dried tomatoes, the young lady tending it gave titter and said something in Avesian to him. Marshak smirked and said "I'd be off in two hours" as he marched by. Nadia rolled her eyes. Marshak had seen this young lass a couple of times and she was confident that he'd seen her more than that. She'd just hoped he'd remembered to use the latex preventatives the medical division had begun issuing. She'd give him a reminder about that, but nothing more. No reason to ruin what would be his last night on this Island.

She liked the place. It was rough, it was backwards and there was still a couple of bands of slavers in the mountains causing trouble but she had enjoyed her stay. From what she'd gathered she'd expected to spend another month or so here resupplying before they moved onto liberate a place called Halrizuud . Instead her squad had been selected to serve as an Honor Guard for the Peace Talks with the Drow States. As much as she enjoyed watching the New Avesia forming, coming home to friends and family now secure was something she wanted even more.

From the Beginning

Previous-Infrastructure: Part Two Hundred and Eighty Five
Next-Infrastructure: Part Two Hundred and Eighty Seven