The Barach master artisans took twenty minutes to make up their minds. The privacy screen they erected prevented Ves from listening in on their heated and emotional deliberations, but it didn't matter.
Ves never valued the Barachs too much from beginning to end. They were just one declining group of people out of many others. The Red Ocean was filled with overambitious immigrants who thought they could achieve greater success in a new environment, only to find out that the new frontier presented its own challenges!
After an obviously-contentious discussion, the Barachs finally put down their privacy screen. The faces of some of the old and distinguished craftsmen had grown noticeably redder and one of them did not even bother to hide her tear tracks.
This was undoubtedly an incredibly emotional moment for the Barachs, but what did it have to do with Ves? All he needed to know was the result of their deliberations.
"Patriarch Larkinson." Master Sivare Coriten Barach spoke. "The House of Barach has decided to accept your offer. We… are willing to part with 33 percent ownership of our house in exchange for your support, but obtaining a tiny totem in return is not enough. We would like to receive additional assistance in order to make this deal more palatable."
The two sides quickly haggled for a few minutes. The Barachs weren't shameful enough to demand huge concessions, but they wanted to be certain that the Larkinsons would have their back.
Ves did not drive a hard bargain this time, so the talks proceeded relatively smoothly. This also helped convinced the other recalcitrant master artisans that he was not an unreasonable business partner.
In the end, they settled on the basic terms. They still needed to wait for their lawyers to hash out the fine print and make everything official, but in essence the deal was done.
The House of Barach agreed to pass on a third of its ownership to the Creation Association. In exchange, the Creation Association agreed to provide the Barachs with the right to possess and use a mini totem.
In addition to these basic terms, Ves also agreed to invest 200 MTA credits into the House of Barach. This was enough money to cover all of the short and medium-term obligations of the declining family company, which would allow its artisans to lift a considerable burden off their shoulders.
The Creation Association also agreed to provide additional assistance in the form of advice, technical support, administrative support and so on. Anything that helped the House of Barach expand its business opportunities was welcome.
What was interesting about this business deal was that one of the parties involved was the Creation Association. Ves wanted to maintain a separation between deals like this and the clan as a whole.
Even though the Creation Association was based in the Larkinson Clan, it was technically a separate organization entirely that was completely owned by Ves in a personal capacity.
In other words, Ves effectively owned a third of the House of Barach. It just wasn't as obvious.
There wasn't enough time to wait for the lawyers to do their jobs. After agreeing to hold a virtual signing ceremony a few days later, Ves passed on his mini totem to Master Sivare Barach after he gave the man a quick rundown of the rules concerning its usage.
"Remember, you can only take advantage of its strongest active effect once every three months. Make sure to pick the beneficiary and have a good project in mind before you donate money. We will not compensate for any poor usage of this totem."
"We will definitely cherish this opportunity." Master Sivare promised. "We will never joke around when the future of our house is at stake."
The older man held the totem as if it was a priceless heirloom. Despite its diminutive size, it was a genuine totem that exuded a weak but noticeable glow.
Craftsmen and artisans were far more attuned to Vulcan's glow than other people, so Master Sivare already began to feel a lot more eager to design new products!
Ves left the Barachs to decide on how to use their toy and left the place in satisfaction.
He only started laughing once the shuttle hatch closed.
"Hahahahaha!"
Getting 33 percent ownership in the House of Barach in exchange for an incredibly cheap mini totem was an incredibly lucrative exchange!
Although the Barachs did gain a lot from this deal, the important part was that the price that both sides had to pay was not comparable!
Whereas the Barachs figuratively sold a third of themselves to an outsider, Ves essentially provided them the use of a design spirit.
This deal proved that it was indeed viable to commercialize his design spirits!
Although Ves wasn't sure whether he should involve other design spirits in this particular business, it was already enough to ensure that Vulcan would get into contact with plenty of craftsmen.
Since the opportunity to use the totems were so precious and costly, Ves made sure that its users cherished it. The Barachs and other customers were much less likely to waste Vulcan's time and attention if they had to pay at least 1 MTA credit and wait a long time just to receive his guidance for a crucial moment.
As his shuttle finally brought him back to the expeditionary fleet, he continued to think about how he should organize and expand the Creation Association.
It wasn't until the Golden Skull Alliance accounted for all of its members and transitioned out of the Pellysa System that Ves finally turned his attention to his more immediate priorities.
"Ugh. I almost forgot about my new design obligation. I need to design a quick revision of the Ferocious Piranha design. Gloriana won't be happy."
He would have to delay his regular design obligations again. How could he possibly have time to manage the affairs of the Creation Association?
As soon as he returned to his office, he assigned a new job to his assistant.
"You helped with setting up the Creation Association, so you should know what it's all about. Find someone in the Larkinson Clan that is trustworthy and capable enough to run it. Can you do that, Benny?"
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