6.77 - Fenian Needs More Potions
Waiting for Tresk to return from the lizard islands was more painful than sending her off. Theo should have known she would get up to no good. But as he stood on the streets of Broken Tusk, his eyes turned to the sky as he tracked her progress, he wondered if he would have asked her to do anything differently. Viewing her memories, he watched as she attempted to negotiate with the lizard people. The people of Saetalein Ya’ax weren’t open to negotiations. Without the influence of gods or ascendants, they had cultivated some powerful reagent farms. Farms they weren’t willing to share.
Sprawling greenhouses dotted the landscape of the lush islands. Including greenhouses that could mimic the phase of the moon. While Theo wasn’t aware of any upgrade that would help this happen, it was possible he could use mundane greenhouses infused with Tero’gal’s power to dedicate to the Soul Bloom. For now that didn’t matter. A marshling rode a dragon-goose, a bag filled with the necessary flowers tucked away in her local dimensional storage. She refused to allow him to see the ‘goods’ before she returned.
“I’m not trying to play politics here,” Salire said, rubbing her hands together nervously. “But isn’t this going to be a problem?”
“I imagine we’re looking at a massive problem, Salire. Our diplomatic relations with the lizard-folk is rocky to start. Tresk will kick off an incident with this.”
“Oh, that’s lovely. Because we need another incident.”
“I would’ve done the same thing, though. Time isn’t on our side.”
Theo sensed a disturbance in the air behind him. He narrowed his gaze, turning to sense a familiar energy radiating from the center of the road. A line appeared in the air, dragging itself from top to bottom until pooling shadows spilled out. A moment later, the gap widened. After a few breaths, a carriage drawn by demonically infused karatan burst forth. Hooves scraped against the cobbles, sending sparks into the air as Galflower did her best to bring the cart to a stop.
“I need some potions!” Fenian shouted from atop the carriage.
“He really just does the one thing,” Theo said, releasing a sigh. Tresk was still quite distant from the town. It would take her a while to get back. “What are you looking for, Fenian? Thought you swore off hunting everyone down.”