Master Of None

When Gil explained that they would be using some the light elemental materials to properly build the light elf area, Rise was impressed a small degree.

It was clear that Gil had some knowledge and was not some foolish human in her eyes any longer. Even more, he was showing them the way to large areas set up for planning.

"Crystal poppy, frill daisy, white beat root, white pollen moss, sunny mushrooms, orange daffodil, and so much more. These plants and herbs all condense and draw in light elemental mana to them while growing."

Everything that Gil listed off made him seem like he had spent too much time with Remey since she was the expert when it came to herbs.

"These things are common in my village, unfortunately, some things are not present there. Where are the white straw flowers? They are the most potent blooms that attract light elemental mana." Gil motioned for another elf to come over. They had a parchment scroll of all the materials.

"Do we have white straw flowers?" The elf searched the paper finding the bottom with notes next to the name.

"They are unable to be moved with our current abilities. The roots need constant light elemental mana as they are moved. The issue is that the distance does not match with the specialists that can move it. They lack the large amount of mana to do it. Rune boxes will not work. Neither will the mana crystals because it must be natural light elemental mana constantly flowing."

"If I were to believe what you have explained to me, you have light elves now that can handle such tasks." Rise was not at all happy to hear that there was an issue with something so simple in her eyes. "They can not handle this sort of task?"

"The issue with that is that the light elves that joined us are younger. The older light elves with better experience were apprehensive to join us. They thought that they should remain on high away from the world. They also were not accepting any change and would imprison anyone that had the chance to go against their light elf rules.

​ It was a very suffocating peaceful society. But the younger elves came because they wanted freedoms that they did not have and to see the world. That also brought with them the fact that they lack more experience. Therefore, we have no way to transport them." Gil took the pressure off the elf taking care of the ledger of herbs. He knew it was easier for them to be focused on him.

"Then I will show you how to properly do so. My dragonkin can do such things without any assistance. They learn for their entire lives how to handle the pure light elemental mana that we live in. It is only right for them to be much more advanced than the light elves that do not live as long." There was pride but also a guiding tone to Rise's voice.

"If there are any darkness materials that the dark elves need assistance with, ask my dragonkin as well. I could not be outdone by another royal dragon. The materials that you need to keep hidden in the shadows must be high as well." Mordant wanted to build off this and see if he could make Rise feel some competition. It was an underhanded childish method but it was simple and worked well.

"Having both of you help will really be great. The elves have trouble keeping track of everything since they are still working out their living conditions. For now, we are thinking of making the trees from the forest elf homes grow in to higher up platforms where the light elves can live closer to the sky. That way they can walk in to a lower field of herbs and light elemental materials growing." The plans that Gil brought out next seemed very intricate.

"I can tell that these were made with a lot of delicate work." Walker was amazed at how well they were mapped out in such a short time.

"One of the dwarven map makers helped a few of the elven artists and scribes to learn some other skills. I guess there is an entire section of the crafting guild that is beginning to work together like this." Another surprise that Walker had not known. Genesis was moving in great ways without him even seeing it all.

"I wish to stop by the water elf homes. You have both made me want to see them. I will take a temporary leave." Current had felt somewhat outdone seeing that even Rise was taking a step forward. Yes, Rise was still being condescending , but she was going to leap ahead of Current which made him feel annoyed.

"We will see you later then. Remember, my mother is cooking tonight and everyone is invited. I will probably have to help in the kitchen too." Walker knew he would not be able to avoid such a thing.

"Good, if your mother is cooking then she will be using the wild dragon peppers that were found in the forest and brought over to be grown." Gil was very excited to try these dragon peppers.

"What makes a vegetable a dragon? That is very demeaning to pure dragons such as myself" Rise took an immediate angry tone but saw that Gil was already pointing things out on the growing tables.

"Those there are dragon peppers. They are curled like a dragon's tail and also red like a fire dragon's scales. But the reason they are called dragon peppers is that they are very spicy. They can make any soup so hot that it feels like someone is breathing fire. That is why they are called dragon peppers. The spicy aspect makes people think of dragons." Gil explained that this was just a name and nothing more that had become popular.

"So even something so small as that can remind the smaller races that powerful dragons roam the skies…interesting. The way the lesser races' minds work is not normal." Rise changed her tune and were instead wondering just how the other races worked. To her, this was a very strange way of thinking.

"If my mother uses them in a roast, then it will be the best you have ever had. Ignus tried one of the spicy roasts my mother made and I think he was willing to hand over a brick of gold so that he could have the recipe." Walker laughed remembering the food he had shared with them. It was really a great way to get to know other people. Food was something that anyone could support.

"Should we move on to the merchant areas? Or should we look in to the crafting areas? I think I can introduce you to the wandering blacksmith. He should have started working on a few unique pieces of armor with the dragonkin crafters that came to visit." This was another easy way for Walker to hook Rise. she had not seen much of what could be forged here in Genesis.

"You have your unique weapon. That is the human that created it?" Rise recalled the eternal orb. Walker showed it to her again to ensure that she was able to perfectly grasp the high quality that she would be able to see here in Genesis.

"The wandering blacksmith has orders for a full set of armor for Ignus as well. I also desire him to create me armor that will follow me through the shadows. The draconic runes we use are not as good as the modified runes he is ankle to sue. Those are what the dragonkin are learning from him." Mordant was more excited than Walker was to see the wandering blacksmith again.

"I look forward to seeing someone capable of creating something like that. I remember the story that Ignus shared of the strange man forging in lava. I have not forgotten such an odd existence. However, if he was human…the lava would burn him. So he must be dwarven as well?" Rise was able to gain this from the simple fact that humans were not very heat resistant.

I have not personally pried in to his heritage, but I would guess that's true. I just think he cares about his craft. It's what drives him to explore and try new things. He will lock himself away for weeks in his forge just to figure out a small detail that would add to the quality. Not many people have that singular focus." Having such high praise from Mordant and Walker made Rise even more curious. She did not wear armor but was beginning to wonder if it was something she should attempt.

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