Chapter 2.15: Killing Monsters Always Helps

Chapter 2.15: Killing Monsters Always Helps

Theo settled into his chair in the lab of the Newt and Demon. He watched as Tresk settled in next to him, kicking her feet up and reclining. The alchemist didnt need to ask her why she was hanging around. With his [Tarahek Core] strengthened, her emotions were bleeding through. She put on a brave face, but there was worry in her heart. He wondered if she could feel his emotions too. Fear mingling with hope that had become a familiar friend. It wasnt fear for his life, or the people of Broken Tusk. It was a fear of the unknown. Things he couldnt control barreling down on the small town faster than he could process. The two emotions ran together, creating a sense of urgency he couldnt shake.

The alchemist squeezed the communication crystal in his hand, preparing to delve back into that strange shadow realm. But nothing came. Only a sharp, haptic sense in his mind, which meant something went wrong. He tried again, receiving the same strange buzz in his skull.

No answer, Theo said, casting a concerned look at Tresk. I dont know what that could mean.

No one on the other end, Tresk said.

I suppose they could be busy, Theo said. So, who do we trust?

No one, Tresk said. Not a soul but Broken Tuskers.

Spoken like someone from Broken Tusk, Theo said. I trust Fenian, mostly. I dont trust Uharis, or Grub.

The Archmage is up to something, Tresk said. He missed out on the entire battle.

That might be a matter of innocence, Theo said. Well, mostly. If he knew the wave was coming, he should have told us. If he didnt, then he really is just a drunk. I told him not to take on the boss Goblin.

So, you think hes trying to help you save face? Tresk asked. Maybe.

Theo stretched, casting his eyes out the window. Rain might have been coming soon, but it was a long way off. The sky outside was blue with only streaks of white clouds visible through the canopy of trees. He wanted to turn his mind to experimentation once again, but mayoral matters clouded his thoughts. The alchemist rose from his seat, returning the crystal to his inventory.

Well secure supplies for the town, Theo said. Care to join me?The inaugural upload of this chapter took place via N0v3l-B1n.

Of course, Tresk said, smiling. Thanks for letting me come along.

Youre always welcome, Theo said, gesturing to the door.

Azrug was nowhere to be found in the shop. He was likely helping with whatever efforts Aarok had ordered, pitching in however he could. Theo knew hed need to replenish his potion stock, something he could handle today, but securing supplies for the town was more important. Fortunately, he had a source of timber and stone within the towns boundaries. They passed by the monolith, spotting the townspeople gathered around Aarok. With a simple wave they pushed forward to Sledges place, the sound of sawing wood heard well before they spotted her workshop. The Marshling was shaping raw timber, for what purpose Theo couldnt even guess.

Sledge, I have a job, Theo said.

More money?

Yes, its paying, Theo said.

Then count me in, Sledge said. Hey, Im happy no one was hurt during the attack, but is it going to happen again? Do we need to get out of town?

Theo was slightly offended at that comment, but none of that indignation reached his face. He would never abandon Broken Tusk.

Thats where you come in, Theo said. I assume you can produce raw timber? Its needed for the towns repairs.

Isnt it a core town? Why does it need timber?

Theo explained the situation. Since theyd upgraded to [Town] status and level 15, the city could repair itself with supplied resources. Sledge simply shrugged.

I can get timber, Sledge said. How much do you need?

I dont know, Theo said. I dont think the town has a capacity, so as many as you can craft.

I mean, thats a lot of wood, Sledge said.

All the wood, Tresk said.

Dont gouge me on this, Sledge, Theo said, his tone one of warning. Im more than happy to pay above your standard rate, but when it comes to helping the city I expect Broken Tusk rates.

Fine, Sledge said, holding her hands up defensively. How much coin are we talking?

Come find me when youve worked on it for a day, Theo said, unwilling to negotiate with the woman. Ill pay whatever you normally sell raw wood for, plus a premium.

Sounds good to me, Sledge said. Im just over here trying to look busy so Aarok wont recruit me to move rubble.

Tresk laughed.

The pair departed the woodworkers shop. They passed by the housing area, happy to see that nothing seemed damaged. The farmers were similarly unaffected. Their fields spread out, either fallow or full of grain, untouched by the wild battle that raged through the town. Theo found Ziz, and only him, at the quarry.

Well, that was a bit of an adventure, Ziz said. Bet thats the most combat youve seen here, huh?

It was, Theo said. And I didnt even fight anything.

Whats going on? Need help with something? Ziz asked.

We need stone blocks for the town, Theo said. The wall will repair itself if we feed it stone.

Ah, well, Ziz said, gesturing to marble blocks, stacked neatly near the workshop. Ive got a few of those.

Right. Ill pay whatever youre getting at market, Theo said.

Ziz laughed. Youre joking, right? No, Im not taking a single coin from you, Theo. You could clean out all my stone ten times over, and it wouldnt be enough to repay you for what youve done. People in Broken Tusk come together when things get hard. We dont get at each others throats, backstabbin for a few extra coins.

Yeah! Spoken like a true Broken Tusker! Tresk shouted.

Theo noticed her tactfully not throwing Sledge under the bus. While the woodworker was spiky about the timber situation, it was driven by need. Ziz was much better off than her in that regard, but it would change soon enough. Shed have an industry of her own, either in the form of trade agreements with other towns for their wood, or the [Fabricator] core shed eventually take.

You couldnt say this to my face? Tresk asked. He could hear the annoyance in her voice. I had to sit here feeling scared of nothing for a week?

Theo dabbed the corners of his wet eyes. I really couldnt. This feels more pure.

The alchemist trudged through the farms, spotting Banurub in the distance. He stood there, waiting for his conversation with Tresk to finish so he could have a word.

Sorry. Ill be better about it, Theo said.

Since were sharing, Ive been wanting to stab EVERYONE lately, Tresk said.

Theos thoughts drifted to the [Assassins Core]. It had an influence over the Marshling, and he was now doubting its pairing to the [Shadowdancers Core]. There wasnt a simple solution to the problem, although he suspected the Tarahek was helping her through it, the same way it was helping him. The alchemist watched as Banurub crossed the fields, pushing past stalks heavy with grain.

I need to talk to Banu, Theo said. Try to keep your murderous rage in check. Maybe kill some monsters.

Killing monsters always helps.

How can I help you, mayor? Banu asked, rubbing his dirty hands off on his clothes.

Theo gestured widely to the fields. The farmers endure, huh? Did you have any ideas to improve the process?

I thought that was your job, Banu said, grinning.

Theo hid the anger radiating from his chest. Some of Tresks murderous rage must have been leeching through the Tarahek. He straightened his silken robes and cleared his throat. A mill. Soil enrichment through alchemy. Im going to buy the eastern reaches of the farm and turn them into a ranch. Well raise Karatan.

Banus mouth fell open, his brow knitting tight. He stammered for a moment.

This is what inaction brings you, Theo said. This was the first hard stance hed taken with the townspeople of Broken Tusk. Clear a section of your farm for the mill. A hundred paces square.

Banu narrowed his eyes. You cant tell me what to do. I own this land.

I know. But youve been floundering for how long, now? You need to adapt to the new situation or perish, thats simply the way it is. How many bushels do you produce in a season? Theo asked. How long do your seasons run?

Banu straightened up. We rotate the fields. 5 west and 5 east. A good harvest is a few hundred bushels50 silvers worth before taxes set in. Zee grows fast here. Extremely fast. Two weeks from seed to harvest, thanks to the swamp mud.

Well cut that time in half, Theo said. And use all 10 fields at the same time.

The nutrients in the soil need time to rest, Banus said, shaking his head. We need to transport the mud and let it dry.

Not with alchemy, Theo said.

The alchemist summoned his mayor interface, selecting the eastern reaches between the farm and the river. It was a section about as large as the farmland itself, and would cost him 5 gold to incorporate completely. He clicked the button without hesitation, gaining ownership over the land.

I own the eastern reaches now, Theo said. Clear half a field for the millyour choice. One near the road, preferably.

Banu deflated a little, nodding his head. Theo turned on the spot and left, not letting that nagging guilt enter his heart. He made his way back to the towns center, inspecting the monolith to confirm the stone had been placed there before making his way to the western gate. Aarok was standing with a few adventurers, watching a light stream from the broken thing.

I guess the stone was all it needed, Aarok said.

Theo glanced back toward the town square, noticing that Fenians carriage was gone. It would have been better if the trader stuck around, but he had things to do. The alchemist wanted to purchase a stable for his future Karatan herd, along with a core for a rancher. With the Elf traders magical Karatan team, he could return with haste. It wasnt that big of a deal.

I worked out a deal with Sledge for some wood, Theo said. I just need to source metal after that.

Youll need to import that, Aarok said. There has never been raw metal in Broken Tusk.

Theo thought about that for a moment. He had a feeling the guildmaster was wrong about that. I also had to push Banu around.

Poor old Banurub? Aarok said, laughing. That codger is hard enough to work with. What did you do?

He wouldnt agree to any of my changes on the farm, so I forced them on him, Theo said. Why has it been so hard to get the farmers to make their lives better?

Some people are happy the way they are, Aarok said. Look at Miana. What did you suggest as changes?

Theo detailed the mill, alchemical soil enrichment, and ranch.

Who is going to own the ranch? Aarok asked.

Me, Theo said, smiling. Since no one wants to jump at the chance, Ill run it with a hireling.

Wow. Has Theo Spencers legendary charity run out? Aarok asked.

No, its not that, Theo said, watching as a stone magically lifted itself into place. I always liked the idea of owning a ranch. Raising animals. Id like to have a hand in it, somehow.

Thats a humble profession, Aarok said, smiling. I assume youre going to hire someone, or give a citizen a [Ranchers Core]. Thatll make the animals grow significantly faster, produce more, and be happier in general.

Yeah, Theo said, nodding. Do they eat [Zee Kernels]?

I think they eat anything, Aarok said.

Im just going to keep dreaming about that Karatan butter, Theo said, letting out a long sigh. Well, how is the collection of the monster corpses coming?

Well enough, Aarok said. Were having trouble keeping track of everything. Most things have loot rights to the person who killed the monster, everything else seems to fall to me.

Theo nodded. Good. Well work it out later.