Magical Engineering

John

John did his best to ignore the pangs of worry he had about Maud. Logically, he knew she would be fine. He truly believed she could fight her way out of anything now if she really had to. Plus, she had the cats and the moose with her. That didn’t change the fact that he inherited his father’s anxiety.

“So what kind of items are you looking for anyway?” one of the crew asked.

John looked up from the shelf that he hadn’t even examined yet, his mind having been too focused on his wife. Branal had asked the question. He was the ship’s cook and the happiest person to have John aboard. Now the man wasn’t stuck cooking every single night.

“Mostly different spices, though I’m willing to try any meats or vegetables that look safe,” John replied.

Between himself, Alex, and Maud, they were currently the only humans on the ship, which had initially led to some strange dining experiences. Everything had been entirely edible, of course, but none of it had been familiar. He had at least expected some of the things Connie had asked him to make after learning Branal was a Dwarf, but it seemed the man hadn’t cooked for Dwarfs in a long time.

“Ah, tired of my meals already?” Branal joked.

“Not at all, I just figured that while we’re out here, I should start really building up my own stocks as best I can. Rabyn, my mentor on my classpath, told me it would be something I would need to do as I started to really work on my own. Plus, several of my abilities require me to come up with my own recipes to get stronger,” John explained.

He pulled up his class, quickly taking a look at how many spices he had stored. He hoped to grab at least a few more while he was here.