10th of Greenpeek, 4th day of Week, Fireday, Daybreak

Indeed the knock comes at Day Break, the Knight make ready.

Page Haviria is waiting with her hands behind her back when the Knight emerges.

"Good morning Sir Rogar. I reviewed what I know of the city last night, I feel sure I can guide you anywhere you request."
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Rogar consults his journal, then says "there are three places I wish to visit and return by noon. If I must, due to distances, visit only one per day, that will be fine. I wish to visit the Vigliaturo Civica, the Berengo Studio, and the Sargaso Glasswerk. But first, on our way out let's grab a round of bread from the dining hall 'ere we leave. He leads her to the dining hall (if it has food) or the kitchen to get some baked bread for the both of them. They then head out. Rogar hopes the interlude will let his guide figure out which order to visit those places and which place is nearest.

The Hall is clean and there are people there that are setting tables and .. there is nothing set out.

The Page insists that it proper for her to go to the Kitchens and bring back what could be found, the Knight should stay, it will take only a short hop and a skip for her.

Page Haviria returns with bread still cooling and berry butter  with a small packet of toasted honeyed nuts, with a flagon of apple cider.

"Vigliaturo Civica is a good choice for this time of day, they start early there, unlike Berengo Studio who is often deep in his cups early and unless he has a project he is passionate about, the studio is open by chance.
If it is permitted I suggest we approach the studio last."

The walk from the castle is pleasant. Aside from a brief exchange between the Page and the Guard Captain, all runs smoothly.

The ciry is moving and the house staffs of various Nobles are at work and moving about.

Then as they travel deeper into the city more work is being done, wagons moving about, goods being piled, and most places seem busy with goods form ships.
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Roger smiles and says "I'll defer to your wisdom , Haviria." He filled the page, sharing the bread and cider as they walk. He asks "so the Sargaso glasswerk after the Civica?" Rogar takes note of what landmarks he can identify, in case he tries to lead his countrymen to these selfsame glassmakers in the near future.

Page Haviria smiles back, nods to affirm the order.

After a short time walking the Knight notices the first Constable of the morning, walking in a uniform and a short club at his side, though there is a dagger in his boot few would notice.

If there is a reason for how the streets are formed, it is a mystery to the Knight, often the pair seems to walk a bit back and forth.

Then in a place of larger buildings, then a building with smoke coming out of four stacks just on the other side of the pitched roof, a line of tiles that lead to a door with a glass handle, light blue glass, in the shape of a knotted eels, three of them.

The Page moves to open the door for the Knight and  it does not open. The Page knocks and it is more than a bit of day before there is a voice on the other side.

"Who is it?"

"Castle Sarkund has a guest who is interested in the craft of the Vigliaturo Civica.
He has traveled across the League."

"No, there are no appointments, I would have been told."

"Please, I am a Page of the Court, I ask only that you open the door to speak to us."

The door is unbarred from the inside and opened by a middle aged man with curly black hairm wearing a leather smock and heavy sackcloth shirt and with appears to be greased trousers of some course material with thick boots.

"I am Page Haviria, I insist in the name of the Crown you allow is in."

"Alright, you don't have to get all uppity about it. Come in Sir."

That follows is a viewing room of glass sculpture, figures and items. The man standing nearb by, ansty and looking towards doors upon hearing sounds.

At one point he opens a door to stick his head in and bark a few orders.

"The Maestro will be in soon, may I offer you something to drink?"

Rogar shakes his head. "No, thank you. I'll be content to look over the pieces here until the Maestro arrives. For future, how does one schedule an appointment?" Rogar looks at the sculptures, looking for something that Elizabet might treasure.

"Well Sir a message of intent to view would be sent here the Vigliaturo Civica, by messenger, which would then be given to the Maestro, he would the consult our Senior Journeyman on what pieces require his skilled hands, then he would send a return messenger to you with an invitation to visit and consult as you may.

Excuse me please, I will return shortly to answer questions."

While the man is absent the Page looks to the heavens for some type of aid, then begins to look at the various glass works.

There are many sculpted pieces, vases, high necked bottles and decanters, in the classic blue glass, with various hues of blue, there are animals of all kinds, some even fantastical, even creatures of the sea, birds of many types, small to large, such as eagles. And there are horse figures.

There are mnay glass inserts as for doors, windows and a series of tankards, cups, goblets and even a kettle.

When the page rolls her eyes, Rogar chuckles "oh, come now Haviria. I'm not that bad, am I? This is my first time as a visiting notable and I'm still figuring things out. You thought perhaps I had already made such arrangements? My apologies for that." Rogar takes note of the inserts, seeing what colors and hues these makers have the range for.

Page Haviria swivels her head back to the Knight.

"I was not referr- _ah-- Blame is not solely yours Sir Rogar.

What I witnessed, we witnessed, is the power of the Guild in the face of--, that might be overstating my ire.

This is what can happen when the proper etiquette is not observed. No one would dare impersonate a Court Page."

The glass panels are of many colors, absent is red and purple, the fold is especially rich and deep.

They have scalloped bias relief in corners, otherwise, when looked st by itself seem unremarkable.

It is some time before the man returns, when he does return he carries a high fluted glass container in the shape of a large thick bodied fish that has no scales, in it is a liquid of deep red.

"My apologies I was caught off guard at your arrival.

I am Senior Calathiform Journeyman Bradic Abrebrottone. The Maestro will be present soon.
What brings you to Vigliaturo Civica today?"

Rogar informs the Page "I heard no slight to your identity. Once you identified yourself as a Page, he was cooperative. He never averred that you are not who you proclaimed. But as an apprentice, he is in the unenviable position of handling unexpected visits. Now that I know the proper protocol, these minor errors can be rectified." Rogar looks over the pieces with interest. When the journeyman introduces himself, the knight says "Good morning, Bradic, my name is Rogar. Some gentlemen I escorted from the west have commissions to look into colored glass to form the main windows of churches. They seek a variety of panels for multicolored art to depict the blue gods. While they take care of other business, they asked me to look at whatever establishments I could find in Sarkund. Your place came recommended."

"A good morning to you Master Rogar.

Well someone discerning and well informed on the highest skilled glass crafting in Sarkund sent you to us. Let is see how your ideas can be crafted."

What follows next is a trip through a series of galleries, then to tables over which line sketches are measured and notes on color and other things are made.  Then a tour of the kilns, all cold, the kilns that are in use are avoided. Then to a raised platform, by way of glass stairs, to see the craftsman at work with fire red, yellow, orange glowing glass that is turned, measured and strange tools are used upon, with words, and short barks of orders all timed to the color and molten nature of the glass.