The First Legendary Beast Master

Chapter 1136: Sculptors

Karl was nearly out of armour sets when he got the message from Sapphire that the sculptors had arrived.

The Dwarves were still in the yard when Karl walked out of the Library. The workmanship of the aging stone building had pulled them into intense discussion on what could be done to the old barracks building without completely tearing it down, but Karl could tell that they were also enjoying the stress relief of the healing totem in the yard.

All of them had luggage with them, on top of what was surely in their inventory.

”Good afternoon gentlemen. I am Karl, the Drodh Branch Leader of the Darklight Host. It’s a pleasure to meet you all.”

The Dwarves nodded politely, and one middle-aged man stepped forward.

”I am Master Geralt. I am looking forward to working with you. From what we have seen, Drodh is quite different from Bara, but in a good way. Quite friendly.”

The other Dwarves laughed, and the Master shrugged. ”I thought that the best way to get here would be a straight line down the side streets. But apparently, Demons don’t build their cities that way.

We may have ended up in the more interesting parts of town.”

Karl laughed and shook his head. ”If you came here from the portal platform, you didn’t. There are some interesting sorts on the west side, but the east side is where all the questionable activities happen.

I recommend that you not go before you’re familiar with the city, at the very least.

The Demons are quite friendly, though. At least most of the time.”

The other sculptors were openly laughing now.

”He got beat up by an old woman for cutting through her yard, and punched in the face by some massive feathered guy for talking to his wife.” One of the others explained.

Karl gave the Master Sculptor a sympathetic pat on the shoulder. ”I will find you a primer to Demon culture. But fear not, we’ve got a whole workspace filled primarily with Dwarves, and at least one of them can surely help you acclimatize.

There are a few others working here, primarily demons. But some Orcs, Dragonkin and others. Plus the dragon and the beastkin who usually work at the Zilaz Alliance house.”

Geralt smiled. ”Yes, I see that you managed to recruit teacher Sapphire. Her niece was my teacher, and she used to come bring her lunch.”

”Everyone knows the dragon, it seems. She was the teacher for our Master Blacksmith as well.”

Geralt looked around, then spotted Hassan, who was leaning against the entry of the workshop and smoking his stone pipe.

”Master Hassan! It’s good to see you.”

Hassan harrumphed and rolled his eyes. ”Good to see that you survived the divorce. It was a close thing there for a while. Well, welcome to Drodh. Come take a look at your new workspace, it’s across from the forges.”

The sculptors all looked confused at the comment. The building was only a little over ten metres wide. There wasn’t room for them all to stand in there, much less work next to a forge.

They might not be engineers, but their spatial awareness was impeccable.

Hassan stepped back inside, and the sculptors immediately recognized something was off when he simply vanished. It was a side effect of the spatial distortion and the dim light inside, but it was interesting enough to get them all moving.

The ten sculptors pulled their luggage inside, and paused by the entrance.

Karl raised his voice to be sure everyone heard him.

”Everyone, welcome to your new home. This is the crafting space of the Darklight Host, Drodh Branch.

Hassan, have the smiths chosen rooms yet?”

The Master Smith nodded. ”We did it after we ate. It’s not like the place is crowded. There are hundreds of rooms.”

Karl nodded. ”Well, there is work space for that many, if you’re working three shifts at the forge, or working in pairs.”

Master Geralt looked around the cavern, which reminded him so much of Bara that it was almost uncanny.

”This is wonderful. Spatial magic?” He asked.

”Technically, an illusionary Domain that we filled with Earth magic. It’s a form of space magic, but not a fully spatial spell.” Karl explained.

”Alright. We can put our gear away and get to work. The Guild appointment said that we would be expected to create a demonstration piece to prove that we were qualified.” Geralt explained.

”Certainly. Pick a room and come back in ten minutes. I will have a collection of items available for you to work with.”

Technically, Tian would. But it was the same thing for the sculptors.

Like the Smiths, they had gotten one Totem and nine Overlords. Karl hadn’t specified a power level for them, only a skill level. But they should be skilled if they were using their crafting skills to increase their power level.

Karl had never actually seen a purely crafting class before, or seen what they could do with only magic.

It was going to be an interesting experience, and he was certain that Loros would be fascinated.

Sculpture was her Obsession, and she had long since proven that she would sacrifice everything else in life if it meant she got to sculpt. She was bound to be around here somewhere, Karl assumed. She wouldn’t miss the opportunity.

Karl used Soul Sight to search for the Demoness, and found her in one of the sculpting workshops, engrossed in a project. The Orcs were there as well, but not Wendy, which was odd.

{Wendy, where did you get to today?}

{Shopping. There is a list for the Alliance. I’m doing the pickups from our hired shoppers now, and then I will do deliveries.}

{We’ve got the new sculptors here, if you want to meet them on the way.}

{Sounds good boss. I will see them before I go see Hugo and the others.}

Ah, that explained her enthusiasm. The big mage had new spells for her to study. He would have to keep an eye on Wendy, so the big man didn’t steal her away for his own Guild once she gained a Rank or two.