Before the Storm: Act 9, Chapter 8
Chapter 8
“Just how much do they want me to stay in touch with them?”
The Shadow Demon said nothing as Liam sorted through the packs of supplies it had just delivered. Since it looked like they would be stuck in Re-Blumrushur for the next little while, he figured it would be a good time to restock. Between delivering Liam’s reports to the Sorcerous Kingdom and assembling the necessary consumables, Liam’s shadowy companion had spent just over a day apart from him. Little did he know that it would return with so much.
Sixty-four Message scrolls…
In addition, there were a dozen scrolls of Invisibility and See Invisible, as well as a variety of other utility scrolls, such as Silence and several sets for locating various objects through divination. He wondered how many sheep they had skinned to make so many.
Healing potions, curatives, poisons, cosmetic salve…?
The latter was supposed to be a gift for Countess Beaumont, so that was one less thing he had to manage. Still, one could be fooled into thinking they were being sent into a war with how much stuff there was. The last time he was sent into a war zone, each infiltrator carried far less.
There weren’t any updates to his missions included in the delivery, so he had little to do but sort everything out and figure out where to put all the extra stuff. Lady Beaumont had granted him the use of a footman’s room – she had actually invited him to stay in her room, but he had politely declined – so the best option he had was to hide it away in some unseen place.
As he searched his room for conveniently installed secret compartments, a knock sounded from the door.