Eventually, our small group returmed back to the gramd estate of the fae kingdom, and I turned my attention back to the reality of our situation, looking directly at Gerald. The pleasantries were over, and it was time to get to work.
"Then I believe I have excellent news to match your accomplishments," I stated, watching as the master dwarf's eyes instantly sharpened with professional greed. I gestured back toward the massive carriages parked near the spatial boundary. "I have successfully brought every single raw material and rare component you requested in the list you gave me. The trade routes were heavily monitored, but the shipment arrived fully intact."
The dwarf's eyes practically sparkled with a manic brilliance, prompting Nero to sound a mental alarm within my consciousness.
[Host, I strongly advise caution. I am reasonably certain that bearded creature is significantly happier about the arrival of raw metals and shiny crystals than he is about your continued survival.]
