Zora is making a big batch of scrambled eggs, glancing at me from time to time. That makes it a good idea to appear busy. So I totally unnecessarily probe Clufo#1 every few minutes. I had a bit of purgation quintessence left and wanted to avoid thinking about personal issues last evening, so he is a quadcopter with a cleaning ray. I have decided to refer to my servants as „he“. They have personalities.
Lidija is making sandwiches. Maria is making coffee and tea in big batches. We’ve gained an additional storage space, that does us no good if it remains empty. She already has stored a few of my small number of remaining potions.
S: Mama, do cold things stay cold in your internal storage?
Z: Yes they do.
S: Can we put ice cream into you?
N: And french fries!
S: What can mom do?
L: What does he want? I did not understand.
An opportunity for language training
P: ice cream he wants put into his mother
She grins.
I hand him the part of her detailed sheet.
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Ability: [Dragon's Treasure Chest] (Magic)
Special Ability: (dimension)
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Cost: variable - low for subfunction #1 and #2, selectable with subfunction #3
Effects:
1. Gain a dimensional storage space, that holds items in stasis without mass. Items are stored and withdrawn out of and into the appendages of the user.
2. Charge magical items using spirit coins or quintessence directly from your inventory while they are within your aura
3. Imbue metals with mana while they are in your storage space. The speed this happens with depends on desired rate of mana expenditure and mass of the objection. Maximum speed depends on your spirit attribute
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S: What do these metals do?
P: You make magical weapons out of them.
S: Like Excalibur?
P: There is no shop selling swords in this city. And the shop we know cannot make them. They could make axes or spears, but they would suck.
S: Why?
P: Only the metal parts would be magic. The wooden parts will break very easily.
S: Let them make javelins. You want the wooden part to break, so that the enemy does not throw them back.
P: That is genius.
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We have driven to the machine shop to order spear heads.
P: Do we tell our prospective allies that our employers know before or after negotiations?
Z: What? Never, I’d propose.
P: And then? They are one phone call from our employers away from learning it. In fact they may have learned since we were there.
Z: We can’t just give away our secrets
P: We cannot fight with people whom we cannot trust because they cannot trust us.
She glares at me. I glare at her.
Z: You are so damn straight-laced it hurts. Fine. Tell them right away.
We can feel each other’s anger. But I cannot back down on that. An ally who can turn on you for a legitimate reason is worse than an enemy.
There is silence in the car while we are driving to the shop that Google says will sell us fighting knives.
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Zora has asked Lidija to call our prospective allies for a meeting. We are to meet tomorrow for lunch in a restaurant they have picked.