The stream of customers only increased as the evening went on.
The first of the visitors to leave had made it to the New Home Clan, where they had informed their friends about the curious shops that they had found in the former Hyperion Sect compound.
They knew that it was taken over by the Darklight Host, but the reports were conflicting on what they were selling.
Some were raving about vast amounts of class targeted Rare Grade items, while others were talking about high fashion, and Epic Grade outfits. There was evidence for both, but most who had gone to one didn’t realize that the other existed.
They had gotten what they came for, and then departed without looking around the town too much.
If they had known that there was so much more to see, they would have stayed a bit longer. But how were they supposed to know that the Hyperion Sect’s successor was so far superior to the Sect they replaced that there was no comparison?
It was still a small Guild or Clan, they didn’t even use half the buildings in the town yet, and most of the people they saw were actually from the New Home Merchant Clan, who had set up an outpost there.
It just didn’t make sense to anyone that there would be a crafting power out in the open without any warning of their emergence.
That happened sometimes, but it was startling every time that it did.
In these circumstances, it added an extra layer of mystery to the New Home Merchant Clan. Not only had they won against an invasion force this year, but they had now spawned a crafting Guild, who had apparently been hidden within their Ranks all this time.
Karl had no time to find out anything about that, all that he had time for today was crafting.
And he wasn’t the only one. Most of the Lycans were there as well, Remi was working two cauldrons at a time with the help of her Bodyguards, and even Dana had been drawn into the workshop to make runic items.
That left a few of the Elders to run the shop, along with the [Epic Golem] upgraded Gargoyles. Karl made two extras when he was making them for Rae, and they were coming in handy now that they were shorthanded in the shop.
If anyone wanted to start trouble, they wouldn’t get far against a Dark Elven Priestess with the constitution of a dungeon boss. Most wouldn’t even try their luck with a Dark Elven Priestess in the first place.
Like the Spider monsters of the Goddess they worshipped, they had a longstanding reputation for doing horrible things to people who offended them.
And they were proud of it.
"Interesting. These are constructs. Terrifyingly powerful constructs, but constructs. Have I perhaps wandered into the den of someone with my own unique tastes?" Karl heard a voice from the front room ask, before he started getting panicked messages from the Lycans about the look on the Elves’ faces.

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