Chapter 41: Hallow Ground

Chapter 41: Hallow Ground

The holding pattern of evening rain for the Season of Blooms came back. Theo sat in his lab, looking over his new creation with mixed feelings. He knew that some potions might have negative effects, his books told him as much, but for the items description to give a specific warning was frightening. The rain outside brought the scent of renewal. Only the pattering sound of the driving wind woke him from his stupor. The alchemist withdrew Fenians crystal and squeezed it tightly.

Theo only felt the trilling sensation a few times before the Elf answered. Theo! How are you?

Im well, thanks. I think I have something you might be interested in, Theo said.

What is it, my dear alchemist?

Ive been experimenting around a bit and I came up with a [Lesser Experience Boost Potion], Theo said.

You what? Hold on a moment

Fenian went silent for some time. Theo simply sat there, holding the crystal while he waited. It was strange to be put on hold while communicating through the crystals, but after a few long moments the Elf was back.

A real one? Fenian asked.

As far as I know, Theo said. I brewed it myself.

Alright, listen to me carefully, Fenian said. Dont put it in your shop for sale. Keep it under your hat. Make sure your Tarahek knows this, too.

Whats going on? Theo asked. He felt vindicated after having such a bad feeling about the potion.

Experience potions are rare. Sourcing the ingredients is a nightmare. I recommend you brew them in as small a batch as possible and sell them to me. Ill sell them to a fencenot my normal contact, someone who understands discretion, Fenian said.

Why the secrecy? We deal in golds worth of potions, why is this different? Theo asked.

It's the implication, really. Restoration potions and stat potions are one thing, but an experience potion? Thats a line we dont want to cross, yet, Fenian said. The rarity is one thing, but the effect they have on people is another. Noble born people use them very often, but the effect is bad. They produce weak-hearted adventurers unable to slay rats, let alone monsters.

Alright. I had a bad feeling about them, Theo said.

Right. Ill take any off your hands, but keep it under 10 potions, Fenian said.

Theo let out a sigh of relief. He felt like he had something illegal in his lab, quickly stowing it away into his inventory before anyone found it.

I appreciate the warning, Theo said. Perhaps I can find another use for the reagent.

Please do. Ill talk to you later.

Bye.

Theo informed Tresk about the experience potion problem. He made sure she knew not to tell anyone about it and the Marshling promised secrecy. She was returning home, intent on making more of the spicy wolf stew. The alchemist was excited to have something other than the ordinary. He departed the shop to check out Luras new place and invite him to dinner. The rain seemed to come in waves, ebbing and flowing by some unseen force. He was soaked by the time he arrived.

The new leatherworking shop was fairly small, but maintained the wood-paneled wall aesthetic of Broken Tusk. Theo knocked on the door, standing back to admire the humble beginnings of Luras new business. The alchemist knew hed make something of himself. The man was simply too driven to do anything less. After a moment, the big Half-Ogre appeared at the door with a smile on his face.

I thought youd never be by, Luras said.

Its been busy. As always, Theo said.

Luras gestured, beckoning him inside the small building. It looked a lot like Pergs building, only ten paces in either direction. The seed core had created a gorgeous interior, but it was still bare. A small workbench sat on the far side of the room, with a bedroll on the other. None of these sparse features seemed to dim the Half-Ogres enthusiasm for his new place.

What do you think? Luras asked.

I think this is the start of something big, Theo said. Where did all this drive come from?

Ive always wanted to do it, Luras said. Something happenedI dont want to talk about itbut it pushed me to go through with it.

Theo didnt care if his friend wanted to have secrets. Some things just werent ready to come out in the open and he knew that all too well.

You couldnt have picked a better spot to set up shop, Theo said. Right next to Pergs tannery. Perfect.

Agreed, Luras said, walking over to the only storage area in the room. He withdrew a simple pair of leather slacks and held them up. Im just crafting whatever to get my core leveled up.

Well, if I need some leather chaps Ill ask you, Theo said, grinning.

Created by: Belgar

Grade: Excellent Quality

Drink to create a zone of denial.

Effect:

Imbiber creates a twenty pace circle around themselves with the [Hallow Ground] effect. Undead, ghost, etc creatures may cross into the circle, but will be banished when they do so.

The completion of the potion got him level 8 in his [Drogramath Alchemy Core]. He wasnt doing the same volume of potions as he did with his previous order, so it had slowed. The good news was that his [Drogramath Herbalism Core] was catching up and almost at level 8. Theo showed the potion to Tresk. Her eyes lit up when she saw it, mouth agape as she read the description.

That sounds really useful, Tresk said.

A knock downstairs sent the conversation silent. Theo made sure his companion knew not to talk about this to anyone. He went downstairs to let Luras in, but as expected he was joined by Perg. The allure of the spicy food was too much for her. He led them upstairs where the meal waited, already served out on four plates. Everyone took a chair and shared greetings before digging into the meal.

Theos tastebuds were once again assailed by the absurdly hot [Fire Salamander Egg] flavor, sending his eyes watering immediately. Sweat formed in beads on his forehead, but the food was just too good.

Aarok is afraid of a monster wave, Perg said, taking healthy mouthfuls of the food. She swallowed and continued. There hasnt been a monster wave in the southlands since the Ogres ran the show.

Im not really worried, Theo said. My focus is getting funding to upgrade the town, just in case.

I imagine thats easier for you to do than most, Luras said. His eyes were watering, but he didnt bother to clear them away.

What Id really like is to own Broken Tusk completely, Theo said. But thats a far-off dream.

How far? Tresk asked.

Qavell will sell me the town for 5 spiritstone coins, Theo said.

Alright. I dont know what a spiritstone coin is, Perg said.

Its the coin above gold, Theo said. But I dont know how many gold coins go into a spiritstone coin.

Hopefully 100, Luras said. But 500 gold is a lot of money.

No kidding, Tresk said, scoffing. She had already finished her food. The Marshling fanned her face with her hand, keeping her mouth open. What do you two think about Theos mayorship? Isnt he just the best mayor?

He said it earlier, but he was the mayor before he took the position. From the second he came into town, he had a vision for us, Luras said.

Youd be hard pressed to find someone who did more for this ball of mud than him, Perg said. I mean, we have roads now.

Theo waved the compliments away. I have a theory that this is none of my doing.

Tresk scoffed, punching him playfully in the arm. He remembered the playful hits stinging a lot more when he first met the Marshling. Just look at this place, Theo. Youre doing great.

He might have a point, Perg said.

Sadly, I do, Theo said. The entity that brought me here might have messed with the balance of the southlands. That guy that bought property in Broken Tusk, Zankir, described it as a confluence of events.

Weve only had good things happen, so far, Tresk said. And thats because were all proactive about it. If we keep it up, well be fine!

Your endless optimism is extremely useful, Tresk, Theo said, patting her on the head. We cant slouch. We need to keep expanding. Get Broken Tusk to level 15 and put some automated defenses on the walls.

They have those in Qavell, Luras said. Very expensive stuff.

Extremely expensive, but Im already sourcing some from Fenian, Theo said. This place will be a fortress before long.

The groups conversation shifted for a while. Theo could finish his soup while the others discussed smaller matters. Perg and Luras came up with interesting leather items he could craft for sale. They had insights into the market, specifically what merchants might want to buy. According to the rumors theyd heard, high-level leatherworkers could make dimensional bags.

The conversation died down as dusk threatened outside. Theo was getting too tired to hang on their every word, a fact they picked up on. The pair said their farewells before departing for the day. The alchemist sat there with Tresk for some time. They got another level in their Tarahek core, putting them at 6, and set off to go to bed.

Theo fell onto his comfortable mattress and fought off sleep. His mind darted in every direction, unable to maintain his focus without sleep. He fell asleep with a contented smile on his face, his plans for the next day falling apart in the face of exhaustion.