48 Chapter 48

Nyris and Aerwyn spoke for a while but they were unable to discover anything that might help figure out Erit's new form. Master Ynir returned a few hours later covered in mud with a pretty red flower in hand. He wasn't happy at all when Nyris told him the experiment had to be called off due to it being the wrong lunar cycle and it caused Master Ynir to throw the flower at the necromancer and storm off as if he was just dumped by his lover.

Aerwyn stayed the night at Nyris's and arrived back at Ardin the following night. He handed the new spears to Teek and packed a bag with some chunks of ore along with that golden circlet he found so that he could leave for Setrhyn first thing in the morning. When the sun had risen Aerwyn headed out once more atop a zin beetle along with Erit, Velk, the spiders, and a few zin beetles guards.

Once they arrived Aerwyn made his way straight to Marik's shop. The rough elf was smoking his pipe again staring off into space. He caught sight of them and his gaze landed on Erit before muttering some unkind words under his breath.

"Marik." Aerwyn nodded.

"You're a week late this time lad. Must've been off chasing pretty young ladies i see. What do ya got for me now?" Marik smiled and walked over to an empty table before patting it as if telling Aerwyn to dump out his goods. Aerwyn obliged and Marik's eyes instantly stuck upon the golden circlet.

"Where'd ya find this beauty?" Marik asked as he picked up the circlet and inspected it.

"A goblin village, apparently it was found by a river. I saved it just for my good pal Marik." Aerwyn said with a proud smile as if to imitate Marik's uncompromising merchants smile.

"Ai, lad didn't i tell you flattery will get you nowhere with me? Besides, if i took this i'd end up making spears for ya for the rest of my life."

"What do you mean?" Aerwyn's smile turned as he displayed a confused expression.

"Lad... This is worth a fortune. This poor honest blacksmith can't in good conscience take it from you."

"Well it's not like i can do anything with it. If i keep it it'll be no more than a pretty decoration in my ruins. I really need weapons and armor for my undead. Would you be able to sell it for me and take a commission?"

"...Ai, i may be able to sell it in the capital but the trip would take a month at least and i can't leave Setrhyn for that long... I'll tell ya what lad, hold on to it for now and next month when my good friend Weyn returns i'll introduce you. He's a merchant that does trade between the villages and the capital so he'll be able to get rid of this pretty decoration for you."

"Can i trust him with such a task?" Aerwyn looked concerned at the thought of handing a total stranger such an item.

"Ai, he's an honest merchant just like myself." Marik boasted proudly as he tapped his chest.

"Pfft, now i'm doubley worried."

"Oi lad, this poor honest..." Marik began to give his speech about the trials and hardships of being a poor blacksmith in the villages as Aerwyn laughed.

"Ok, ok. What about the rest, the ore and cores. What deal can you give me?"

Marik began scratching the ore with a file and weighing them. There was only a few mana cores this time as Aerwyn wanted to start holding on to them for his undead.

"Oi lad, where are you getting all this revarium? I've seen more of the stuff from you the past few months than i have in the past ten years."

"The vosk found a vein underground recently so i'll have some to trade from now on."

"Ya might want to trade some to Weyn when you meet. You'll be able to get more for it in the capital and then you could start paying me in coin... I can do a hundred and ten, but it'll take a month so make sure you're on time otherwise you'll miss Weyn."

"Ah one more thing i wanted to ask you. I have a whole bunch of furs but i don't know how to make leather so i was wondering if you knew how?"

"Urine and feces." Marik laughed.

"Huh?"

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"Ai, ya heard me right. Piss and shit. You have to let the furs soak in piss and then remove the hair from the skin. Then ya throw the skin in a vat of animal shit and water before kneading the shit into the skin until it turns nice and supple."

"Disgusting..." Erit's face displayed a horrified look as she spoke.

"KWEE!" Both Ren and Rin seemed to agree for once.

"Ai little lady, if you're curious go out the west gate. Lorin makes the leather in Setrhyn and there's a reason he lives outside the walls. The smell is something very few can become accustomed to." Marik laughed.

"I-i'll take your word for it. Thanks Marik, until next time."

Aerwyn packed up Teek's new saber along with the eighty spears onto a few zin beetles and prepared himself to visit Tylin's. He made his way to his home at a snail's pace trying to collect his thoughts and figure out what he needed to say. The next thing he knew he was knocking on the front door still unprepared for what Tylin might have to say.

Entering the home he walked to Tylin's lab and found the old elf reading some papers on his work table.

"Tylin." Aerwyn called out as he entered.

"Ah! Aerwyn, how are you dear boy?"

"Good, Erit evolved..." Aerwyn began to explain the recent events and answer Tylin's unending questions about Erit before he was satisfied.

"I heard from Sera that you took a trip to Lyr, how was it?"

"Yeah, the necromancer Nyris told me..." Aerwyn explained what Nyris had told him as he watched Tylin's face change to a frown.

"You knew?" Aerwyn asked.

"I suspected the same but before you get mad about my dishonesty you should know that i simply didn't want you to throw your life away searching for answers that may never come. I planned to tell you when you were strong enough to stand on your own.

You came to me as a boy barely twenty years old with nothing but a staff and missing memories. Had i told you that i believed you to be born a god and the very gods themselves were possibly out to destroy you, what would have happened? I worried that you would've went south looking for answers and found your death at the hands of the humans or worse."

"It wasn't your decision to make Tylin. You should've told me and warned me of the danger." Aerwyn began to get heated, Tylin picked up on it and tried to diffuse the situation with an apology.

"For lying to you i am truly sorry. I only wanted what's best for you..." Tylin humbly bowed his head and silence followed as Aerwyn attempted to find a fault with his apology but failed. Tylin was the closest thing he had to a father figure since he woke up and if he was being honest with his reasoning for hiding the truth from him then he couldn't really blame him.

"...Goblins." Aerwyn mumbled.

"What?" Tylin asked as he raised his brow.

"...I captured some living goblins. I want to make them breed but they're refusing to play along. Is there anything i can do to force them to breed?"

"Ah! Yes! Hmm... We can try an aphrodisiac of some kind... Perhaps strute berries might do the trick..." Tylin mumbled as he began throwing ingredients into a bowl while occasionally stirring it.

"I also wanted to ask you about my staff. I can't seem to feed it mana cores like i can my other undead so i was wondering what i should do."

"Well of course dear boy, it's a staff. How could it possibly eat mana cores? It doesn't have a mouth..." Tylin spoke so matter a factly that it made Aerwyn angry all over again. It didn't help that he heard Ren snicker in the corner at his answer as if saying she knew he was crazy all along.

"..."

"As far as evolving the weapons soul, it has never been done before so your guess is as good as mine. Perhaps try feeding it your soul like you did with the barghest." Tylin's response didn't help as that was what he planned to try next anyway.

"I need more healing potions too. I can pay for them."

"Nonsense dear boy, i'll give you them as a part of my apology and i'll hear no more of this paying business."

"Thanks Tylin."

Aerwyn watched Tylin work while playing with Rin and talking with Erit. After an hour or two Tylin poured the liquid into a few vials before capping them with a dropper.

"This may do the trick. It is extremely powerful so you only need to put one drop per five liters of water. Then all you have to do is give the water to the goblins and watch... or don't... Goblin mating isn't pretty, take my word for it." Tylin handed the three vials to Aerwyn before grabbing five more potions out of a cupboard that Aerwyn assumed were healing potions and handed him those as well.

They ate dinner and the bombardment of questions this time was aimed at Erit who was not happy with it but answered after Aerwyn ordered her to. They spent the night there before heading back to Ardin the next morning.