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"Just having a look around. I would say I come bearing gifts but the gifts don't actually exist until I make them, and I don't know what you guys might want or your weight allowance."
"Helric likes to keep the town high up so our weight limit is probably pretty big... We don't know what you have either. Lost technology?"
This seems to shock her out of her fear. "Anything? That's absurd even by lost technology standards!"
Someone shouts, "Steel tools!" Rata looks like she's about to shush them, then hesitates, considering. "Anything includes rare metals. Lost technology has metal that is lighter and just as strong as steel, right?"
Shortly Cam has a crowd of people shouting things. Rata turns around and yells them into a line.
Most people want tools and raw materials of various sorts. One person asks for a replica of their wedding ring, which fell off years ago. Another one wants a mirror. They don't seem to get that Cam can do complex machines yet.
After a few minutes, the guards come back with friends. The person they're escorting just ignores the line. Nobody calls him out on it.
"Kind stranger! Lord Helric would like to welcome you to his realm, humble thought it may be. Unfortunately he cannot come see you personally as his health is not what it once was. I am his representative."
"I will be sure to do so. Though your kindness is surely bringing joy to those who were lucky enough to be present when you arrived, I wonder if Helricston as a whole might benefit more if you were to... Create things... In a more centralized manner?"
"That's entirely possible! This isn't very organized at all. What's your plan?"
"I would have you discuss the broad strokes of whatever advanced technology you are capable of with the head librarian and the other ministers while our clerks tour the districts and assemble lists of personal desires, with relative priority marked. I would then speak to Lord Helric to hear his judgment on the balance of weight and altitude while you fill some of the lighter requests. We would want infrastructure conveniences filled first and personal ones second."
"I shall escort you to the library presently, then. Citizens, please return to your homes! A clerk will come by to learn what you want by sunset!"
"I assure you our clerks are very efficient. Or are you judging us like all the others, by the simple fact that we answer to a king?"
"It's tidy that you can expect to go around and get a wishlist from everybody in town by sunset, I mean."
"We have many clerks, and it is yet morning. It's optimistic but possible. And if the clerks arrive an hour or two after sunset the worst that happens is some impatience." He starts walking off into town. The guards disperse, except for the same two who first showed up there.
The library manages to be quite stereotypically stuffy, with a classic old-book-smell mixed with more local flavors of paper, but there is enough clear space for a dozen people near the front. Helric's representative introduces him to the Guardsmaster, Weightminder, Chief Grower, Head of Construction, some less important ministers, and the Head Librarian herself. Most of these people are fairly elderly.
Helric's representative summarizes the kinds of things he's made so far then asks, "What kinds of things can you make that they did not think to ask for?"
"Technology. It's not exactly lost technology - long story - but it's basically the same idea, and if you have a really specific idea of a lost technology you want I can replicate it. I can make helium, which doesn't catch fire and is almost as light as hydrogen. I can make food you don't have, and seeds for it. I can do medicine."