Chapter 98 - 98

A celebration feast brings out all the vendors in Sunnybrook, perfect for the Guild, as they need Elven made items and local specialties to sell at the tavern in Graska once it opens.

They all take different routes to the City Square, agreeing to meet up there at the table the Mayor has informed them will be reserved for their Guild. They're moving in pairs, so they can watch both sides of the street for things they might want, and it's taking longer than expected. There's just so many items made of enchanted wood that you can't get in Graska, plus loads of fancy cloth, blankets, cushions and other luxuries.

Having the Giant Lynx with them isn't helping either. Every child they pass wants to meet it and pet it and never let go. Mostly they're just letting the children play with it in the middle of the road while they explore the shops and temporary stalls along their route.

Kone considered dismissing it, but with it pulling all the kids in, it also draws their parents into the street and makes the shops less crowded.

By the time they all reach the Square, their combined efforts have mostly filled the Guild Bank and Gramps is celebrating the plethora of cushions, adding the cheap ones to chairs and making a pile of them by the fireplace for a group to relax, drink and smoke by the fire in luxury. Dwarven furniture is usually made of hardwood or stone, not exactly the most plush and comfortable, but they're used to it.

He insists they've got the finest decorated tavern in Graska now, and he's looking forward to opening it in a couple days. The Guild can't wait to see the Dwarves reaction to what must look like a pirate's den by now, with the colorful cushions and wide variety of wall decorations.

The feast is amazing, but stuffy. Not nearly as lively as the liquor laden Dwarven celebrations. More noble speeches of gratitude, awards and toasts.

The award was a quest reward though, and it gave everyone a load of experience, which was likely more appreciated by the transfers than any physical object could have been. Darklight Host made out the best, getting a special Guild wide award and title for killing the Ogre King, as well as gaining three new Elven Clerics for the Guild, at Misha's recommendation.

[Guild Title: Ogre's Bane] gained

[Alina has joined the Guild]

[Nathaniel has joined the Guild]

[Ohla has joined the Guild]

Now, their Guild might be really Healer heavy at the moment, but that's hardly a bad thing. Plus, Ohla is more interested in being a merchant than a raid Healer, and she's volunteered to help Gramps with the tavern, selling the items brought from Sunnybrook.

All three were born and raised in Sunnybrook, but they went to the academy in Karmazin City as kids to learn the essential spells. Cixelcid promises to drag them along into the raid as much as he can, so Cain decides he will do the same, bringing Ohla into the Dungeon in the mornings before the tavern opens to keep her advancing and not just retiring to be a merchant at such a young age.

Well, relatively young. She's significantly older than Cain himself, but Elves grow up much more slowly than humans. The System also makes things strange, as gaining levels extends your lifespan. The way that Ohla explains it, once you reach adulthood, every level seems to reset you to your last apparent birthday.

So a steady grind through the levels for humans can keep them looking youthful a long time, as long as they can get a level within a year of the last one. Still, as most in the beginners valley never make it to level 80, instead settling into a life here, Elves still live hundreds of years longer than humans.

It's after midnight before they retire to the Guild House for the night. Alina and Nathaniel both pick rooms on the second floor in Sunnybrook, but Ohla is holding out to be the first full time resident in Graska. Other than maybe Cain, as the remodel included a suite for the Guild Master, and he might end up spending most of his time there. Gramps has been left in charge of the interior decorating crews.

Kone, while she prefers to do dungeons with Cain, also prefers the sunlight of her room in Sunnybrook. She is both Spirit Folk and a Druid after all, and the Graska Guild House is inside a mountain, surrounded by rock and forge fire.

The transfer circle makes things seamless for them. The next mornings breakfast for both houses is all cooked in the Graska kitchen, while daily snacks and packed lunches are done in the Sunnybrook house. Giving Tanya access to Graska and its specialties also changed the menu. More mead and ale flavored meats and spiced potatoes, along with the fruits, pastries and roasted nuts of Elven breakfast cuisine.

The happiest of them all this morning has to be Elmira. There's Dwarven honey mead at breakfast today, and if she drinks any faster she's likely to down herself in the bowl of sweet liquor.

"Ohla and Kone, you're with me today. We'll hit up the Beastkin dungeon this morning unless anyone else wants to come?" Cain calls.

"We're good. Going to visit the Naga Raid with Slayer and his Guild again today, they've got a couple members almost to 70 and we're looking forward to the party afterwards." Cixelcid smiles. Forget taking life seriously, the Guild is going to have to watch out for becoming cake addicted drunkards.

"Misha upgraded our gear last night, so I'm all ready to go." Ohla smiles and Kone laughs.

"Trust me, you're in no way ready for what's about to happen. Just stay in position and trust the summons to protect you. The smell of demons draws Beastkin from all over the dungeon towards wherever we are. It's hectic, but you don't even have to walk around." Kone informs her.

Instead of the Dark Elven Clerics today, Cain opts for more copies of Kone, but keeps the Witch Doctors he usually summons as the other pair. The Poison Puddles they cast, plus the mana Totems are the perfect balance of support and area damage for this type of dungeon.

They seem to like Ohla too, patting her head like everyone does to the Lamia Lesser Golems.