The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 902

Chapter 902 Orcish Crafting

Chief Snakebite handed over two coins and shook Karl's hand. "It's a pleasure doing business with you. Though I suspect that going to a village in person and doing upgrades isn't how things usually work."

Karl laughed and took an item from the Guild Bank.

"This ring creates water. Up to five gallons at a time. That is our usual sales pitch for water creation. But as magical wood at Commander Rank, carved and inscribed with Runes, there is a lot of time that goes into its creation, and the price is about the same as me placing the runes on your water barrels." He explained.

The Chief nodded. "You could sell a lot of those in Bhakh, the next major city, if you go to the main road. We're all part of the same Clan, but they are more progressive after living among the Demons so long. They buy and sell anything they can get.

The farming communities don't really buy much. Well, we don't actually have much money anyhow, a true Ore doesn't need it. But I think that our people should have some items to trade with yours."

Karl smiled. "We can always use items made of quality materials, as our Guild has Runesmiths. Even if we get good wooden musical instruments or tools, we can upgrade them with magical effects and resell them.

It's not a high dollar trade, but what your people will want isn't all that expensive either. Trading them for items that help their crafting, or store mana, so they can work longer, should be fine, even by your traditions, right?"

The massive Ore nodded slowly. "That should be fine. It's not fighting, just household help. Our villagers make musical instruments if your people are interested. Flutes and drums, mostly. They're the best for Orcish war and working songs."

That could be an interesting addition to the store. Limited edition Orcish war drums with magical effects would intrigue many of the purchasers, and they wouldn't be considered actual combat items by the Drodh Lord's rules.

Chief Snakebite passed the word around the village, and soon after they started to come out with their trade goods. Most were wood, some were carved from bones, and the drums had well cured monster leather heads on them.

The craftsmanship was extremely impressive, even if they had no real adornment or carving on them. Instead, they were perfectly fitted, properly tuned, and the various types of pan flutes that they produced were similarly well-fitted.

An old orc came up beside Karl with a smile on his face and a smouldering tobacco pipe between his teeth.

"You know you're not leaving any time soon now that you've had them bring the instruments out." He muttered as he leaned against the wall of a nearby building. Karl nodded. "I rather suspected that when the Chief said your village makes instruments. You can't just show something like that to a Green Dragon Cleric and then leave. She would never stand for it, even if we were in a hurry.

But there weren't any undead close enough to be a threat today, and I still have one team member scouting up above. So, there's no harm if we spend a day listening to stories and songs."