Timestamp: Late Fall, 513 AV
Location: The Sanctuary
The shipments had arrived. Aweston pulled up with a grin as he and Larik hopped off the wagon and unloaded the crates. Yes, crates. When Kavala had asked them to bring home some fresh coconuts and Karite tree seeds, they had simply nodded. Larik hadn’t bothered to ask how much, but Aweston having been shopping for Kavala on multiple occasions and knew that when the Konti was in the lab philtering and making various things – especially medicines – then she needed large quantities. They’d had to wait more than a season, because the Svefra that Aweston had talked to about bringing them large quantities of coconuts wasn’t due back until then. The man had agreed, having done business with The Sanctuary before.
But again they’d had to wait for the bulk order, which was far better than buying the coconuts one at a time in the bazaar when they would occasionally show up for a whopping twenty five gold mizas a pound. Kavala wanted them to mass produce coconut oil and shea butter, so bulk and thus discounts were required. And luckily coconuts were literally everywhere in the south, so as long as a Svefra was in the southern waters, and headed north, one could stop, pick the Konti the coconuts she wanted and call it good. And if the order was consistent so seasonally as the Svefra moved, they brought them up EVERY time, then the profit would be good, the sale guaranteed, and the rewards in magic scrolls of healing, fever reducing, and whatever they wished were a side benefit.
Kavala also got the coconuts far below cost. And that was a good thing because she required 211 lbs of them to make a single gallon of coconut oil. She never asked the Svefra to bring more than one load up, but often when they came in pairs splitting the haul between two casinors, then she’d get two orders or 422 lbs of coconuts. And for them she paid a 1,477 GM an order, which made it well worth the Svefra’s time.
Thankfully Karite seeds were much cheaper. The seed was so rich in oil they often called it a shea nut, though truly it wasn’t a nut but a seed. In fact it took three pounds of karate tree seeds to make one pound of shea butter. So even at gm a pound, Kavala was getting an affordable amount of karite seeds. So a hundred lbs of karite seeds made thirty three pounds, give or take a few ounces of shea butter. And Kavala gladly paid about half market value by importing them via the Svefra and not paying bazaar prizes. In the market, a hundred pounds of karite seeds would cost roughly 700 GM, if she could even get that quantity, which was hard. Kavala got them for the price she wanted in the end, but only after careful arrangements and wheeling and dealings utilizing her facility name and her own reputation.
So, she bought a hundred pounds at a time and then bought so regularly that she supplied an income for the Svefra that got her the deals. Aweston had hooked them up, working through the issues of freshness to make sure the Konti got the cargo fresh from its pickup, not after it had been riding around in a casinor for a season.
And now the goods were here. There were two hundred some odd pounds of coconuts and a hundred pounds of karite seeds. So when Kavala was done, she’d be able to philter a gallon of coconut oil and thirty three pounds of shea butter. And that was a good thing, because with her stomach so expansive, Kavala needed to make some tiger cream to cure the tiger stripes she affectionately called her stretch marks. And while it wasn’t romantic, it certainly was a fact of pregnancy.
So Aweston and the kids all took turns processing the coconuts first and foremost. What Kavala needed from them was the meat of the coconut. But other things were useful too.
When she was done with the husks after peeling the fruit, they could be broken down to obtain coir, which was an elastic fiber that was often used for making things like rope, cloth, or matting. Many of the floor mats to wipe feet or keep dirt out of the Within were made from the coir. Kavala even had large ones in horse stalls and recovery areas to cushion animals that had damaged hooves or weight distribution problems.
The shell they flat out burned. It made good charcoal for the braziers they often used to heat the clinic and The Within in the winter. Not every room had a hearth, so braziers were used instead and they often needed a great deal of charcoal for them. When Kavala got done breaking down the meat and extracting the oil, she often used the remains dried and ground into flour – which was just as nutritious as wheat flower. The pulp also made a great natural laxative that was incredibly good for the body. Inside the coconut, there was a rich and hearty milk. They cooked with it, sold some of it, and dried the rest of it out so they could store it and re-hydrogenate it when the recipes that Kavala had from fall off lands called for it. They could make candy from the pulp as well, shred it for food and garnishment, and throw it in salads and baking projects. The water, sometimes called the coconut milk, was great for the kidneys or to get people re-hydrated when they were ill. She routinely gave coconut milk (when she had it to spare) to folks whose children had stomach ailments that caused them to vomit or not hold water. The milk often helped a great deal.
So, Kavala had all this usable product. It was time to get going. And that meant running down to the lab and getting the fire stoked and her lab equipment ready to go. Kavala left Aweston and Larik up top butchering coconuts and hollowing out the husk for her, while she went downstairs and got the lab set up.
The making of coconut oil was not a difficult task. Kavala had several methods to choose from, but her favorite was extracting the oil using heat and time. It took a lot of physical labor but that was fine by her. She got out her huge mortar and pestle, her grater, and started the fire in the hearth so she could boil water. Then, when Aweston and Larik delivered their first buckets of coconut meat to her - the first of many - she was ready to go. Taking the random scooped out chunks of coconut from the bucket, Kavala began to grade them. Her logic was simple. She needed to mash the coconut meat to bits, releasing all the oils in them, and that meant she needed to get the bits as small as possible. To that end, Kavala decided she was going to grate the meat into the bowl, add a little hot water, and begin the philtering process of breaking down the material into liquid form. This required her to use the pestle to grind and grind and grind at the shredded coconut, adding water to it, and then slowly pouring it off the mortar until she ended up with a huge bucket of mush. Once the mush was ready, Kavala was definitely on to the next step.
Location: The Sanctuary
The shipments had arrived. Aweston pulled up with a grin as he and Larik hopped off the wagon and unloaded the crates. Yes, crates. When Kavala had asked them to bring home some fresh coconuts and Karite tree seeds, they had simply nodded. Larik hadn’t bothered to ask how much, but Aweston having been shopping for Kavala on multiple occasions and knew that when the Konti was in the lab philtering and making various things – especially medicines – then she needed large quantities. They’d had to wait more than a season, because the Svefra that Aweston had talked to about bringing them large quantities of coconuts wasn’t due back until then. The man had agreed, having done business with The Sanctuary before.
But again they’d had to wait for the bulk order, which was far better than buying the coconuts one at a time in the bazaar when they would occasionally show up for a whopping twenty five gold mizas a pound. Kavala wanted them to mass produce coconut oil and shea butter, so bulk and thus discounts were required. And luckily coconuts were literally everywhere in the south, so as long as a Svefra was in the southern waters, and headed north, one could stop, pick the Konti the coconuts she wanted and call it good. And if the order was consistent so seasonally as the Svefra moved, they brought them up EVERY time, then the profit would be good, the sale guaranteed, and the rewards in magic scrolls of healing, fever reducing, and whatever they wished were a side benefit.
Kavala also got the coconuts far below cost. And that was a good thing because she required 211 lbs of them to make a single gallon of coconut oil. She never asked the Svefra to bring more than one load up, but often when they came in pairs splitting the haul between two casinors, then she’d get two orders or 422 lbs of coconuts. And for them she paid a 1,477 GM an order, which made it well worth the Svefra’s time.
Thankfully Karite seeds were much cheaper. The seed was so rich in oil they often called it a shea nut, though truly it wasn’t a nut but a seed. In fact it took three pounds of karate tree seeds to make one pound of shea butter. So even at gm a pound, Kavala was getting an affordable amount of karite seeds. So a hundred lbs of karite seeds made thirty three pounds, give or take a few ounces of shea butter. And Kavala gladly paid about half market value by importing them via the Svefra and not paying bazaar prizes. In the market, a hundred pounds of karite seeds would cost roughly 700 GM, if she could even get that quantity, which was hard. Kavala got them for the price she wanted in the end, but only after careful arrangements and wheeling and dealings utilizing her facility name and her own reputation.
So, she bought a hundred pounds at a time and then bought so regularly that she supplied an income for the Svefra that got her the deals. Aweston had hooked them up, working through the issues of freshness to make sure the Konti got the cargo fresh from its pickup, not after it had been riding around in a casinor for a season.
And now the goods were here. There were two hundred some odd pounds of coconuts and a hundred pounds of karite seeds. So when Kavala was done, she’d be able to philter a gallon of coconut oil and thirty three pounds of shea butter. And that was a good thing, because with her stomach so expansive, Kavala needed to make some tiger cream to cure the tiger stripes she affectionately called her stretch marks. And while it wasn’t romantic, it certainly was a fact of pregnancy.
So Aweston and the kids all took turns processing the coconuts first and foremost. What Kavala needed from them was the meat of the coconut. But other things were useful too.
When she was done with the husks after peeling the fruit, they could be broken down to obtain coir, which was an elastic fiber that was often used for making things like rope, cloth, or matting. Many of the floor mats to wipe feet or keep dirt out of the Within were made from the coir. Kavala even had large ones in horse stalls and recovery areas to cushion animals that had damaged hooves or weight distribution problems.
So, Kavala had all this usable product. It was time to get going. And that meant running down to the lab and getting the fire stoked and her lab equipment ready to go. Kavala left Aweston and Larik up top butchering coconuts and hollowing out the husk for her, while she went downstairs and got the lab set up.
The making of coconut oil was not a difficult task. Kavala had several methods to choose from, but her favorite was extracting the oil using heat and time. It took a lot of physical labor but that was fine by her. She got out her huge mortar and pestle, her grater, and started the fire in the hearth so she could boil water. Then, when Aweston and Larik delivered their first buckets of coconut meat to her - the first of many - she was ready to go. Taking the random scooped out chunks of coconut from the bucket, Kavala began to grade them. Her logic was simple. She needed to mash the coconut meat to bits, releasing all the oils in them, and that meant she needed to get the bits as small as possible. To that end, Kavala decided she was going to grate the meat into the bowl, add a little hot water, and begin the philtering process of breaking down the material into liquid form. This required her to use the pestle to grind and grind and grind at the shredded coconut, adding water to it, and then slowly pouring it off the mortar until she ended up with a huge bucket of mush. Once the mush was ready, Kavala was definitely on to the next step.
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