how’s the stockpile of wood?” I calmly asked.
“About three men tall and tens as long sir,” he replied while stretching his arms out in a crude display. “I think we’ve enough wood to last us a year.”
“Hah, I bet you we’ll be done with it in a month son.”
Once the remaining stragglers had moseyed on over, it was time to start the process for the umpteenth time. Logs needed to be moved, cut down to size, and arranged to fit the desired theme. Holes would need to be dug and dirt would need to be leveled. Then when all was said and done, the finishing touches would be turned over to the carpenter and his assistants as I moved on to the next project.
Rinse and repeat.
Chapter 77: Limited Potential
(Wednesday, November 17th Game Day / Sunday, April 18th Real Day)
Construction on the market place had been progressing smoothly and not more than twenty-four hours since I began we were already reaching the halfway point. An open design with logs placed upright into the dirt in a circular pattern with permanent stands and stalls between them. Off a bit in front and behind were more upright logs with the intended purpose of having them serve as tent poles in the future, since at the moment we were lacking the raw materials for a canopy.
To produce a canopy my tailor slash weaver needed wool or linen in amounts I wasn’t able to readily procure. Sheep would be needed to fill that void. They were the next on my list of livestock to acquire. Sheep and goats that is. Otherwise, she was more than capable of creating whatever I needed.
She had been hard at work for a few months in-game and was easily the highest level craftsman I had. She was already level forty-five, though I had little clue as to what that entailed. From my limited understanding the higher the level a craftsman was, the more complicated the work they could produce along with faster completion times and higher quality. Also, higher success chance with specialty items.
When considering there was only one person in this village that took care of all of the complicated tasks when it came to equipping and clothing every single person, it made sense that she had leveled far quicker than the rest.
She was entitled to a very fancy loom house of her own, it was well deserved and also on the to-do list… ah, my to-do list was getting longer by the day. In progress was a second longship of the same design, a Karvi class that could function in multiple roles.
Stigr was hard at work there by himself, though the wood had all been prepped for him and the nails, rivets, and other iron-related items were being churned out by Ansgar and Enok with relative ease. Regular production of weapons had slowed a bit as raw materials were starting to run out, which meant I needed to either trade for more iron or go back and farm a dungeon or two. A part of me was wondering if I could send my NPCs into an instanced dungeon to farm, that would probably be too convenient though.
Well, generally speaking everything was moving along.
“Sir Sigurd, we’re ready,” called out Astrid as she beamed a bright smile.
“Good! Let’s get started then,” I replied with oomph as I took a position off to the side of the six casters facing the mountain wall. Examining each one before continuing, I had one goal in mind for the day: impart spell knowledge successfully.
“Today is a great day, a day you should be proud of!” I said loudly and clearly for everyone to hear. “You’ve all improved your skills to the point where I can now teach you the next spell in the lightning branch, chain lightning . This spell will become one of your staples as it provides an enormous boost to your potential destruction, especially in situations where multiple targets are available.
“In fact, it is probably the most important spell you will learn from me. If you work together and master this spell, there is little to no chance that any small squad could hope to match up