Chapter 234: Bee-viding the Compact
When evening came around, Tarwantrad visited the Tower along with Tamosmed and asked to speak with him. Fortunately, there were no major decisions to confer with his council on and no particularly enticing options in the daily purification rewards, so after celebrating the victory and selecting more mana Belissar gathered with the two elves. From there, they relayed what had happened when Tamosmed reported on the slime bees to his father, the leader of the black elves. Apparently, things had not gone as they had hoped. Belissar looked over at Tamosmed.
“Are…are you ok? Do you need to do…something about your father?”
Tamosmed grimaced and shook his head.
“No. This is bigger than me, or that old fool. This is about the fate of our entire people, and he’s too stubborn to see it. I’ll do this with or without him.”
Belissar frowned. Now that he was being honest with himself, he could admit he had spent most of his life longing for his parents. Even now, just the thought of them sent daggers through his chest. So, the idea of being separated from a parent that was still alive was…inconceivable to him. But Tamosmed seemed pretty serious about this whole thing and the fate of his entire people did seem like a pretty big deal, so Belissar held his tongue. He didn’t know what to say about all that anyways, so instead he focused on his own involvement.
“So…what are you going to do then?”
Tamosmed looked him in the eye with an intensity that nearly caused Belissar to step back.
“I’m going to offer you my full cooperation. All of my knowledge regarding all crafts and professions. Blacksmithing, mining, golem construction, enchanting, the works. All the secrets my people have guarded from the times before we began recording history. All the resources and metals I possess.”
Belissar did his best not to gape at that, especially as Tamosmed’s gaze grew even sharper.