Chapter 456: A Favour and a Plan

Chapter 456: A Favour and a Plan

Hey, Khalik, I need your help, Alex said suddenly, dragging his nose out of the immense tome of demonology lying before him.

The prince held up a finger as he jotted down a note, frowning at a certain passage. Hmmm, I would have thought the air in the Domain of Cawarthin would have had a more acidic tinge to itbut it is the opposite: more slimy and basic, it seems. You will need to brew us some potions of resistance.

Yeah, got it, Alex said, glancing at a Wizards Hand as it added another entry to the growing list of preparations he hadlaid out nearby.

So, yes. The prince looked up from his book. What do you need help with, my friend?

Alex sighed, flipping the list of preparations over to the other side; there, hed recorded a list of ingredients hed need to craft his staff. In the centre of the list was one single item written in large letters and circled thrice:

Dungeon core essence.

I need you to help me raid a dungeon, he said, his tone apologetic. I know the timings pretty shit, what with Grimloch, Isolde and Thundar away right now, but I need to complete the staff before we head down to Cawarthin. Ive been going over things in my head and Im a little nervous about using my potion-mist.

Oh? Aaaaah. Khalik nodded. The density of the air is different, the winds can be high, and the gravity is variant.

Exactly! Alex raked his fingers through his madly itching beard. He had the urge to just shave the thing off. Its not going to be a good look on any of us if I toss a sleeping potion at a squad of demons just to have it blow back in our faces, sink to everyones ankles, or float into the sky. Hells, theres a chance that there might be some unknown alchemical reaction with the bloody air, so Id rather not find that out by blowing us up.

Mhm, so you need an alternate way to fight, Khalik noted, fingers running through his own well-groomed beard.

Alex glared at it jealously. How come his beard never itches?

...Alex, you said that out loud.

What? I did? His face flushed. Well, uhwell it still stands, how come it doesnt itch?

It itches less as you grow it, Khalik said. You simply need determination.

Mine just seems to be itching more! Alex scratched at his beard frantically, barely resisting the urge to hack it off right then and there and covering Khaliks spotless floor with scraggly chestnut beard-whiskers. I think Im going to go mad!

Have you been caring for it? Khalik asked.

Caring for it?

Yes, with proper soaps? Beard oils? The prince squinted at Alexs beard.

What in all the endless hells is a beard oil? Alex asked.

Oh? The prince raised an eyebrow. You were going to give me some of the dungeon core remains?

Alex shrugged. Its only fair, right? Im not going to ask you to risk your life for nothing, Khalik. You should profit too.

Hmmmmm, Khalik paused, contemplating. InterestingI have little use for dungeon core remains: I have not studied alchemy. But if you could use your talents to craft me armour infused with earth magic, then I would be most pleased.

Consider it done, Alex said. But yeah, you see the point, right? Here, look

He reached into his satchel, pulled out one of his notebooks and flipped to two bookmarked pages. Take a look at this. Turning the book to face the prince, he pointed to a pair of diagrams on either page. Ive got the schematics worked out for my staff and the other project Ill need the essence for, andwith my portionitll be barely enough to do both. If we make it a four way split, then Im going to be in trouble.

Mmmmmm. Khalik squinted at the diagrams. I see. In my eyes, a four-way split is worth it to give ourselves a greater chance to livebut there might be another way. Perhaps we could hire someone that we trust, someone who would work for a flat fee: your new job allows you to dole out quite a reward,and I would be willing to contribute to the reward to get a proper mercenary.

Hmmm, now theres a thought. Alex tapped his chin through his beard. You know what, we have loads of mercenaries, monster hunters and members of the Delvers Guild on the expedition. Maybe I couldOh bloody hell, I must be going senile! Ripp!

Hm? Oh, yes! Khaliks eyes brightened. The swiftling monster hunter! I have spoken with him a few times. If he is willing to work for coin instead of dungeon core essence, then he would be perfect: supernaturally quick, skilled in battle and strong of nerve.

Yeah, yeah. Alex nodded, liking the idea more and more. Baelin did say I might need to hire some folk to help with one of our upcoming quests. Thisd be a good chance to work with Ripp and see what hes made of. Great idea, Khalik!

Thanks, now and then I have those, the prince chuckled. Nowas for obtaining the core itselfI think it would be folly for us to try to overpower the dungeon and all of its Ravener-spawn in a direct assault. Even with Ripp, we will be only fiveseven if you count Brutus and Najyah.

Right, youll get no argument from me there, Alex agreed. Im going to head to the Research Castle later on to find out if we have any information on new dungeons. If we do, then Ill sort through the ones that the expedition hasnt already claimed for a future raid, and pick one that might be a bit easier for us to take: like a chitterer dungeon, or something. Theres no way were raiding a dungeon full of Skinned Ones without an army, or a Baelin.

Of course, I might value courage, but I do not value throwing my life away for no reason, Khalik grunted, his eyes lost in thought. Suddenly, they brightened. Saya thought occurs to me. Alex, this is a good time to tell you: Ive reached third-tier spells.

Really? Oh, thats brilliant! The Thameish wizard cried. Absolutely brilliant. Im happy for you!

Indeed, I am happy for myself. I wanted to save it for a surprise for next semester butthis feels a little more important than showing off. But the nice thing is that I learned the Stone Shape spell recentlyand with it, I think I might have a plan that will let us harvest our dungeon core, barely risk ourselves, and allow us to be back in Generasi in time for a fine supper. Interested?

No, of course Im not, Alex said sarcastically. Why would I have any interest in plans thatll keep us alive! Sounds a bit boring, to be honestOf course Im interested! What is it?

The prince took a deep breath, laying out his tactics with all the poise and grace of a young man trained in statecraft since he learned to speak. He explained his ideas with confidence, but paused to consider the finer points of the strategy before continuing.

By the time he was finished, Alex was leaning back in his chair, eyebrows raised. Wellthats a damned good plan, he gave an evil laugh. Oh, and by the Traveller, if I was a dungeon core and someone pulled that on me, Id be livid!

We will not give it time to be livid, Khalik said, his tone satisfied and dark. So, if you are alright with it, let us go explain the idea to Theresa and Claygon. After that, when would you like to start?

Honestly? Alex shut one of his books. If youre free tomorrow, then the quicker I get this dungeon core essence, the quicker Ill be able to put the staff together.

Then, tomorrow it is! Khalik exclaimed. I would offer you a drink in preparationbut I have a strong feeling that we will need all of our wits about us.