The headmaster has sent many invitations. Some empty, some not. He has lured distant diplomatic threats to gauge their potential, only to be sickened by their lack of prowess. Though it sours my tongue to be by their side that day, it was quite humorous to watch outcasts march boldly into battle expecting their instincts to save them and then be torn apart by imperial fleets. The Headmaster has likely put you through one such of these tests he has for outsiders. It seems you don't have his disapproval.

I do not handle matters of trade, you will have to find someone else within the True Sons for that. Though I am able to arm my men any way I so wish, I have need of robust and reliable armaments' with easy field maintenance for my ships. Some of the artifacts that pass for guns require a special touch of high maintenance from our master weapon smith which have become quite lithesome to keep in our forces. It keeps them tied close to our ports like chains. I am looking to remedy this if you are searching for something to offer me.