Karl folded his hands in the symbol of the Dragon Church. "I feel for you, brother. Facing the full terror of bureaucracy alone. I will send prayers your way."
The Totem Ranked Dwarf gave Karl a suspicious look.
"What do you mean, alone?"
"Well, we don't live here, now do we? So, the whole aftermath is really a 'you' problem, not a 'me' problem. So, while you work out all the details with your fellow Totem Ranked leaders, I will bring my group back to the tavern, and we can help them patch up a few of the larger problems with our limited Earth magic." Karl explained.
The Dwarves frowned. They had forgotten that he didn't live here. His team had made quite the name for themselves today, with multiple over Rank kills. But they had only just arrived, and they would be heading out again in a few days.
"Well, we could ask you to be an advisor, but you have a point. A combat specialist isn't likely to be necessary for a policy meeting. No matter how little we want to go." The Dwarf agreed with a slight sigh.
Karl shook hands with the Totems, and they all went their own way to look after their own affairs.
The group's progress was slow, as Lotus stopped every time she felt someone in need of healing in range of her spells. Some were injured in battle, some were just sick. But Lotus waited for the effects to help everyone they passed.
At that pace, it took them an hour to get back to the Inn, and they had a whole entourage of old ladies and children following them by the time that they made it to the town square, but the battle was over, and most of them just wanted a safe escort to see how bad the damage was.
The centre of the city near the tavern was in rough shape, but the streets were wide, and the battles had been over fairly quickly. Karl and the majority of the city's warriors had been gathered nearby for the announcement, so the Ogres hadn't had time to rampage.
But the buildings were still in bad shape with the illusion gone.
"Would you like us to give the building a bit of a facelift and fix the roof?" Karl asked the Innkeeper, who was looking over the area outside his Inn with deep concern.
"You have Earth Magic?"
Karl nodded. "Not much. But we can reshape stone easily enough. That will eliminate the cracks and crumbling bits. The whole place is made of stone, so a bit of revitalization is all that it will take. After all, you already did the inside."
The building would end up a few centimetres thinner in the walls when they were done repairing that much damage, but they were most of a metre thick now. It shouldn't be a problem.
The innkeeper nodded, and Rae coated the building in magic, fixing all the cracks in the stone, and the worst of the crumbling outer sections. She left the aged patina, but now it was as solid as the day it was carved.
The Dwarf smiled as he ran his hand over the building. "That is perfect. Not as pretty as it appeared before, but now it doesn't feel like it might fall apart."
Then he paused. "If only it was still a metre thick."
Rae's confused look made Karl laugh. "Dwarves are sensitive to stone. He can tell the difference between a metre of stone and ninety-nine centimetres of stone over his head. It's like a painting that has been hung slightly crooked."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The First Legendary Beast Master