Karl looked at the Demon’s name tag.
{Ashbringer} Grandmaster Elemental Smith (Fire Element)
Karl smiled, and Hawk cheered. This one was just right.
"If you want to work here, we can offer you half the profit on all items you make that I upgrade and eighty percent on what you make, with the house taking the other twenty for operations." Karl offered.
"What is it that you do that you think you could upgrade a Grandmaster’s weapons?" The Demon asked, slightly offended.
"I am a Runemaster." Karl replied simply.
The Demon looked at the carvings on the wall around the forge, and understanding turned its expression to a smile.
"So, you can do that to weapons? That is a powerful skill."
"Not just that. I can add skills to the item, stat buffs, and even mana storage." Karl elaborated.
"Do you have materials?" Ashbringer asked.
"My team is in the Dungeon now, collecting as much as they can to smelt for raw materials."
That was good enough for Ashbringer, who gestured to the forge.
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Karl nodded. "Go ahead. Let me know if you need anything and I will have it added to the workstation."
But the smith simply began taking out items from its inventory, and set up a workstation complete with tables, benches and a leather padded stool.
Karl stepped back and let him work as the Demon put a chunk of glowing green metal in the forge and whistled happily as he activated the runes to bring up the heat. It took seconds before the metal bar was turning red with heat, and the smith brought it out to hammer it into shape on his own anvil, ignoring the one that had been made along with the forge.
The magic of the Demonic Grandmaster seemed to make the blade shape itself, smoothly turning into a sailor’s cutlass in a matter of minutes. Then Ashbringer held it up to Karl.
"Let me see what you can do, and then I will decide if this is a worthy partnership."
Karl nodded and etched runes for increased Skill Damage, Sharpness, Lethal Poison and [Flaming Body] to the weapon, then brought them all the way to the Overlord Rank, where they turned ghostly blue against the rapidly cooling green metal.
That was different. When he had done it to the tree, it had turned the runes bright green. Could it be a difference in Element that was making them change? Or perhaps the nature of the shrine would only accept green runes?
The effect was almost like Ghostfire leaking from inside the blade, though Karl hadn’t used the [Ghostfire] skill.
Ashbringer cast [Appraisal] on the blade, and stared at it in silence for a moment.
[Blade of Searing Agony] Adds 35% Skill Damage, Ignores 45% of target Armour Value, Deals 20% weapon damage as Poison Damage per second until cured. Adds 200% of Skill Damage as Fire Damage. Applies [Agony] effect to target.
Two hundred percent of Skill damage was significantly more than the poison damage, but the combination of being poisoned and in agony would reduce the enemy’s ability to fight back.
"That is a thing of beauty." Ashbringer whispered, while staring at the blade like a lover.
"I am glad that you like it. I don’t think we would sell something like that in the shop. Custom order or auction only. But we do sell Royal and some Monarch Ranked items directly." Karl explained.
"This is Ashbringer, potentially our new Smith, should he decide to join the team."
They all shook hands, and Ashbringer sat down to admire the handiwork of the two sculptors.
"This is beautiful. Obsession Demons really do have the advantage when it comes to artistry. I am half fire Elemental, and half Wrath Demon. A Grandmaster Smith, but such artistry is beyond my expertise."
Loros shrugged. "If you make the base items, we will happily carve them. But if you’re making mostly weapons, they don’t need all the pretty, just the functional runes. I am still behind, as you can’t make Runic Items above your own Rank. But my sculpting skills are top-notch."
Karl sat down and quickly inscribed dozens of different abilities onto the Monarch Rank rings, which was a much easier task now that the quality of his mana flow had changed.
Rings weren’t their only offerings for the remaining shoppers. Remi had two massive cauldrons of potions going, and was stirring both at the same time with her lower pair of arms, while chopping and measuring ingredients with her upper arms.
It was quite the sight, and the Naga Queen was utterly focused on her work.
She finished the vats just as Karl finished the rings, and began pouring them into small vials, instead of full-sized potion bottles.
[Minor Healing and Recovery potions. They have a quarter the effect, but take a tenth the volume.]
Ah, that made sense. With time and volume limited, she was making as many as possible to use up the small mountain of bottles that she had made with Hawk’s help.
As she finished, she loaded them into crates, then came out to carry them downstairs.
"Let’s watch the chaos from the stairwell." Ashbringer whispered, then ushered the two sculptors forward.
This should be fun.
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