Tyrin walked with The Doctor through the ice streets of IceVale. The Doctor and the Snow Angels, units popped in a city whose base terrain type was glacier, were not likely to slip on the ice, being as accustomed to it as he had been to the hills and plains of Vatima. His transformation had had a similar effect on him. His natural terrain type had changed to glacier. This realization made him wonder what else had changed about himself. The crown, thankfully, remained silent on this matter.
"How difficult is it for you to change the attributes of the units we can pop?" Tyrin asked his Chief Caster. "We are only a turn old, and I have not seen the performance of any of our units, save the snow angels who I find delightfully deadly and beautiful, and am wont to change, but I would like to know my options."
"It depends on the size of the change, relative the unit's stat matrix, taking into account the unit's base cost and any modifiers produced by the city itself. Also, if you want the change to be side-wide, or localized to the city itself." The Doctor stopped, realizing he was blathering on. "It is....complicated, My Lord. Perhaps, if you had a specific idea of what you wanted changed I could give you a better answer."
They had reached the tower of Icevale, which was little more than a building carved out of ice that stood slightly above the others. It currently had no juice for air defense spells, but with no nearby enemies, that was less of an issue. In the future, however, air defense would be a priority. It would be far easier for enemies to reach them by air than trudging through the snow and mountains around his empire. "What else can you do, Doctor?"
"As I said, lord, I can change anything into anything else temporarily. If we were attacked, I could change the tower into a lvl 2 for a short time. If I were more powerful, I could make it a lvl 5. Anything that is changed is a drain on my juice. The longer and larger the change, the more it drains me. The exception, of course, is changing the units a city can produce. That change can be made permanent in most cases."
They had reached the shimmering white portal in the heart of the tower. It led to the Magic Kingdom, and Tyrin was tempted to cross into it, to see if it disbanded him, or gave him access to the world beyond. He did not seek death that eagerly, so he did not indulge the desire. "Doctor, I want you to spend your juice making scrolls for the next three or four turns. Then, I will send you into the Magic Kingdom to sell them. I'd like you to learn a thing or two about other schools, especially if you have a knack for casting them from scrolls. As our only caster, you are going to be responsible for casting a lot of different magic, as I have many ideas in mind for how to expand our empire."
The Doctor looked like he was about to say something, but instead, nodded, and headed off to find his quarters to begin his work. Tyrin headed the opposite way, to find the library of Icevale. He did not have far to go, as it was on the upper floor of the squat tower. There were only a small handful of books, many of them had popped with the library, and contained only basic information. There was no information about the surrounding terrain, and he mentally sent the snow angels on a short scouting mission, only long enough to use half their move, then return, provided they didn't run across something to kill them. In any case, he felt them leave the city.
Tyrin mentally pulled up the list of units the city could pop, and the improvements he could build. Unlike the humanoid units of Vatima, the units this city could pop were all snow creatures. The Snow Angels were his only natural allies at this time, and they were knight level, far too expensive to pop now. He could make a force of SnowMen, they were garrison Ice Golems. Cheap, but effective. His other options were Ice Leopards, giant white cats that were mountain capable and had natural foolamancy in snow terrain, and Kieshus, large dogs that could be used as mounts or teamed up to pull sleds of equipment or siege engines. A very expensive option was the Snow Lion, twice as large as an Ice Leopard, and could serve as a mount. He would have to pop a few at least, as they were on the sigil of his side. Weighing the costs, he decided to create a lvl 1 Treasury, lvl 1 Butchery, and pop a pair of Kieshus, exhausting the treasury. Turn after next, the treasury and butchery would decrease his upkeep and increase his income respectively, which would help build the side. He pulled down a book from the shelf. It detailed the lore of the Titans, and the creation of the Erf. It was hardly the most interesting book to read, but he had limited options until the scouting reports came back. He couldn't end turn until his units reached the city again, and it would not do to end before the Doctor had finished his scrolls. Tyrin waited, reading through what little people of Erf understood about their Gods.