The First Legendary Beast Master

Chapter 1129: Sculptors

Slate Petros wasn’t a cynical man by nature, so he took Karl’s word as truth and went to look for a representative of the Sculptor’s Guild.

“Council Member, what brings you by today? Looking to redecorate?” The Guild Master asked.

Slate shook his head. “A Totem Ranked Demon is looking to hire sculptors, and he believes that he can house them properly and pay them well in Drodh. I don’t know how many he needs, but I would say at least ten, possibly twenty.

He also said Rank doesn’t matter, as they will be using a Runemaster to upgrade the items. But you know how that goes.”

The Sculptor’s Guild master nodded. “Rank doesn’t matter, but it would be best to send him a master sculptor and a bunch of Apprentices or new Journeymen. Demand for a true masterpiece is less common, but a workshop needs many good apprentices to finish bulk orders.

I know one who is looking to move.

Do you remember Karrack? He just got divorced, and his wife’s father is on the council. I hear that he’s had it hard, and he would like a posting outside of Bara.”

The Shaman smiled. Indeed, he knew the one in question. Their marriage had been an arranged one between wealthy families, and once their kids had grown and moved out, things began to get ugly.

He had personally repaired some of the damage from their public fights.

A message was sent to the troubled Master Sculptor, and a group of Apprentices on the job board, informing them that negotiations were ongoing for a permanent placement in Drodh so that they could turn it down if they didn’t want to move.

Many of the Apprentices did, but they got more than enough positive responses, including from Master Karrack.

“Alright, let’s go inspect what this Demon thinks would be suitable housing for a Master craftsman.” The elderly Sculptor insisted.

He motioned for a mage to open a portal for them, but Slate held up his hand to stop them.

“Not to the main platform. Bring us to the south side of the city, to the western Frostfire Gate. The destination is just inside that gate, and I don’t want to walk all the way across the city.” He explained.

The Mage nodded, and then opened the portal.

The Guards nodded a greeting as the two Dwarves walked through.

“Council Member, what brings you here today? Should I send for a carriage?” The Gate Captain greeted them.

“No need. We are off to visit the Darklight Host about an employment matter. Do you know why there are so many Dwarves already in their courtyard?” Slate replied.

“Oh, they’re hiring blacksmiths and sculptors. Those are the Blacksmiths from the Frostfire Gate region outside the gates. They are negotiating a long-term deal between their forges and the Darklight Host.”

Slate nodded, then walked into the city.

The Gargoyles on the wall waved to him as he approached, and the Shaman began to wonder what sort of strange magic had been used in this place. Gargoyles normally only cared about threats.

“Oh, I see. They have a mana supply rune in the house, so the Gargoyles are active all the time, and not just when the house is threatened. That’s why they’re so interactive.” The Sculptor realized.

Slate smiled. So that was it. Just a matter of active time, so that they were fully aware of their surroundings. That was less disturbing than thinking Karl had modified the Gargoyle spell.

“Ah, Council Member, and I believe you are the Sculptor’s Group Representative?” Karl greeted the new arrivals.

“Sculptor’s Guild Leader, yes. Crafting Guilds are a long tradition, like a worker’s Union.” The old Dwarf replied.

The Blacksmiths in the yard turned in shock. That was an important person to be here in person. They had just arrived to see what Karl had in mind for a new working space that would be secure for them. But, this was a bigger deal than they had thought if the Dwarven Guilds were involved.

None of them even qualified to be members.

“Well, let’s not delay any longer. The workshop is finished, and the artists have returned home for a nap, so we’re free to enter.” Karl instructed, then opened the door to the workshop.

From their position, the outside was dark, but not impenetrably dark, just the way that the Dwarves liked it. Bright lights were only for use as necessary, not everywhere. But it was still bright enough to be comfortable for Ashbringer.

They followed Karl through and found themselves inside the upper levels of Bara. Only, all the buildings were wrong. The whole north side was a row of forges, three levels high, while the cavern was smaller than the real city, and the southern side was all crafting workshops with a conveyor system in place to move raw materials directly to their destination, instead of having to push carts up rails.

In the centre, the duo had created housing, shops and a market, complete with Fox Beastkin girls that the older Dwarves immediately recognized as illusions.

“We’ve got housing for three hundred, one large Tavern, a small market for workers, stocked from the Guild Store, and work spaces. It’s not too elaborate, but you can just walk out and be in the city, so I didn’t think it needed much more.” Karl explained.

“Oh, that looks just like my parents’ house back home.” One of the smiths noted.

Karl nodded. “They were designed to replicate the houses in Bara. They’re a bit bare now, lacking furniture, but we can furnish them when we know how many residents we will have.

Now, let’s tour the space, then sit down with a drink to discuss numbers.”

The Dwarves nodded eagerly. The facilities here looked spectacular, far superior to their forges in the suburbs. All that was left was for Karl to come through and use his skills to empower the forges themselves.

The actual stone was already Totem Ranked, and everything that Tian could make was in place.

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