Renovation!

As you were descending downwards you were stopped in your tracks by an ominous chiming before a pop-up flashed in front of you.

Stellar Attention: Elven Liegelord First Day Event
The Stars have seen the steps you have taken and reward their faithful acolyte!
Choose Underlings: 2 Builders or 2 Harvesters
Choose Offering: Information (Breaking Curses), Enchanted Rapier, or Enchanted Canine Armour
Bonus: The two underlings come equipped with iron tools

This was odd. You are incredibly thankful, but worried that this might be some cruel trick of the gods. As much as you do not want their attention, you decide you cannot avoid it if it truly does happen. It was not much of a choice either, selecting the Harvesters then Information. If it helps you cure your brother, then it was well worth it! You hear yelling so you quickly descend the rest of the stairs to see the bright light flash away, standing there at the altar are two very confused looking elves.

Level 1 Ayleid Harvester
This Ayleid has devoted himself to gathering resources for his Abbadcess. Can perform builder and prayer tasks at 10% efficiency. Cannot engage in combat.

Great, more of those horrendous symbols. They bow to you when you step in front of them, awaiting their orders. You had met plenty of them prior to the Sundering. They had taken vows of silence, so you knew they were not talkative, sometimes you even wondered if they were the more… simple type as they never really engaged in well… Anything! You feel bad as you remember giggling at them with the other initiates. Lifting each one’s head to peer into their eyes, you do not see any corruption which is good. Fenris sniffs their hands, ‘Okay!’ Fine enough for you!

“I need ores from the mountainside, supplicants! Focus on iron and silver, but if you happen to find any other then keep those as well! Gems are obviously of value as well. Stone is not currently an issue so ignore that for now!” They nod and shoulder their iron pickaxes that they pull almost comically from their robes, setting their iron axes and shovels onto one of the pews to make more room in their meager inventories. Rowan sighs, putting away his rapier.

“Warn us next time you summon some underlings? We heard an unsettling sound coming from where you were then the next thing we know a bright light is blinding us and those two were there!” ‘Yeah!’ You pet Fenris’ head much to his delight, nodding at Rowan.

“Alright, it took me by surprise too! Though I did select another…” You trail off as you see a piece of vellum on the altar. “Yes!” You quickly snatch it, Fenris jumping with joy at his mistress’s excitement.

To break the curse one must go to the flagons,
find the one descended from dragons.
He will guide you to the test,
prepare yourself for all the rest.

Um… First of all, that is a horrendous poem. Clearly not a lot of thought went into that. Secondly, it seems like you must go find Hunter again. With as gruff as he was last time, you can only imagine what he would want from you in order for him to take you to whatever test you must face. You show Rowan who shrugs, “I’m game for it.” ‘Me too!’

“Well, that’s good but what are we going to do about my brother? We cannot just waltz into town with him handcuffed, they’ll flay him alive when they take a single look at his character sheet! Necromancy is not looked upon as highly as it once was, I assume?”

“Er, no. It is illegal now…” That is good news and bad news. While it is nice that less undead are roaming around, it puts your brother in a bad spot. You really need your altar fixed to see if you could cure your brother fully. Either way, it seems like you must once again abandon the temple to get anything of use. After you pack up for your journey to Khaldur and beyond you planned for tomorrow evening, you leave a note outside the gate for the Harvesters to help you dig out the staircase leading down to the dormitories. They join you and Rowan after a few hours, Fenris helping in his own way by digging with his paws. You and Rowan collapse against the wall when with a large poof the remaining rubble disappears, and you are greeted with the sight of a large hallway continuing forward until it ends with another pile of rubble. Two large rotting doors leading to the Refectory and Kitchens were found halfway down.

“That must be the other half of the hallway leading to the Scriptorium and such.” You place your tool down as you order the indefatigable Harvesters to work on the massive rubble pile from this angle. Thank the Stars as it seemed that removing rubble and debris counted as harvesting a resource, which technically was correct as you got quite a few stones out of it. Nowhere near the amount you would logically think but it helped them go that much faster. Immediately to the left of the doorway to the hall was another hall lined with broken doors leading to each cell. A quick glance told you that most of the bedrolls and austere furnishings were rotten, broken, or simply missing. The Refectory was in an even worse state, plenty of limestone blocks were also strewn about, some even crushing tables or benches. You almost threw up when the stench of the kitchens had you doubling over when you peeked your head in. ‘YUM!’ Gagging as Fenris dived in, tearing at the rotting meat.

After your stomach has settled, you leave Fenris to his prize. The rest of the night and early morning is devoted to cleaning out the cells, recycling what wood, linen, and metals you could. A quick check of the pile of resources outside let you see how your Harvesters did on their resource collection.

Temporary Outdoor Stockpile
Amethyst x 1
Silver Ore x 2
Coal x 8
Marble x 9
Iron Ore x 14
Copper Ore x 18
Tin Ore x 20
Limestone x 45
Wood x 74
Stone x 162
Broken Stained Glass (Assorted) x 377
Broken Glass x 1299

You had enough! You quickly ran over to one of the abandoned plots near the wall, if you recall correctly a tool shed used to be here. Deciding this would be a good place for a forge and adjoining shed, you place those two items down. The building list was exhaustible and something you had to look over later, but for now you chose the simplest ones.

Forge with accompanying Storage Shed
Requires: 50 Wood, 100 Stone
Accept? Y/N

As soon as you hit accept the materials popped up in a pile with a progress bar. You call for Rowan to bring the hammers, soon enough a proper forge was built, and all your stockpile moved to the shed. Giddy with how much progress you soon will be making, you order the Harvesters to melt the Ore into ingots using the coal as the fuel source. They seemed to pause for a moment, their faces scrunching before nodding. Seems that perhaps the builders were the ones who ran the forges. Makes sense as it is a creative task. Taking one of the squirrel and apple soups to the other ramshackle shed, you try to talk to your brother who just stares at the wall. That put a damper on your parade. You tell him you still love him and head back to the dormitory.

The Abbots cell was cut off by more rubble, so you made do with one of the acolytes, your old cell in fact. It was surprisingly easy to move your bed, all you had to do was put it in storage then spawn it in your room. Fenris hopped up and curled up on your feet as you made yourself comfy for a nice rest for your upcoming journey. ‘Sleepy…’ “Heh, me too buddy, me too.” With a quick prayer to the Stars for their wonderful blessings, you slip into a peaceful dreamless sleep.