"Despite the sparse population on this island, there are still some nobles who live here. And they live atop the cap of that massive mushroom. From there, they oversee the masses of peasants below the mushroom's gills. They also live off the taxes of the lower class," Anna explained to her attendants as they walked along the street dotted with various fungal growth.3

"So they profit all the lives of those farmers? They’re people!"0

Anna nodded. "Correct. They are quite a nefarious bunch. A place as lucrative as this should be mine to manage."0

With her attendants in tow, Anna continued walking down the streets. There were people offering trishaw rides at the harbor district, but she chose to walk. She wanted to measure her potential territory in her own footsteps.0

It wasn't all fields under the Crown's gills. While the fields stretched on, modest...0