"As you must know, Weavetech has an exploration workshop here in Forte Marie. We only hire the best of the best to work for us. If you join, you'll get a direct means to making money for yourself.
The Dual Moon institute can only help train you… but we can give you true experience," the younger Weaver explained to Enzo as they walked away from the campfire; it slowly faded away into the background.
Weavetech knew the slumrats better than anyone else could. They had branches in a lot of ruin cities and backwater towns. When it came to these stupid country folk, all they cared about was money (time).
And who could blame them? They had lived in poverty all their lives; the future wasn't something they cared about more than the present. This was a society Weavetech built , who better at exploiting it than them?
