I’ve heard the news of all you’ve been accomplishing so quickly! I knew I had a good feeling about you, but I never could have anticipated this!
Kaolin and Muskov tell me you’ve been delivering produce to the store. Slate mentioned that you braved the mines yesterday. And what you’ve done for Laumon and Neptun??
Gabbro has informed me that he should be finished making something livable for them by week’s end. That wouldn’t be possible if you hadn’t gathered and delivered everything he needed for the majority of the project in a fraction of the time it would have taken him to haul everything out himself.
I know this isn’t much and it is far less than the expenses your services have spared us, but please accept these few coins as a token of my gratitude.
Now, I hate to abuse your generosity, especially since you’re doing so well on your own, but could I petition your aid on something else? The storm and subsequent flooding that we experienced recently was unprecedented, and there is still so much to do.
If you’d be willing to help with another supply and delivery issue, come talk to me.
Sincerely,
Lord Lazul
Not thrilled that by opening my mail I’ve opened a new quest, but I am happy to see the two gold coins tumble out of the envelope. Given my irresponsible bribery purchases at Chrysa’s as of late, my savings was getting too low for comfort. Having to purchase food is a pain. Needing to eat is a pain.
Boo, realism mod. Boo.
I sigh.
Once I get my next harvest, I would have been heading toward the black with or without Lazul’s letter, but it’s annoying that reality is limiting my ability to milk the mines for resources I can sell. I need a glow ring if I’m going to toy with the idea of soloing anything down there, and there’s no way I reach the more lucrative lower levels until I get topaz to Aurelia and start fixing the elevator.
There’s just not enough time in a day to climb down, then back up, dozens of ladders while clearing out monsters on each floor. And, in case it needs to be said, I’d really rather not discover what the undergroundbreathing like a beast overnightlooks like up close
In the game, glow rings are purchased for a thousand coins from Mimet the traveling merchant or found at a low percentage in the loot table of mine chests between layers twenty and seventy-five.
There is no way in the world I survive reaching those layers without a light source. And there is also no way in the world my begging charisma works to get Samson to accompany me on a speedrun.
For starters, the man is heckishly careful.
And for enders, I will die of embarrassment if I saypretty pleaseto him while attempting to take advantage of my cuteness.
Game quests are so straightforward.
Real life quests with five hundred subquests are killing me.
Despondent, I open the next letter in my modest stack of neglected correspondence. It’s from Neptun, including the “thank you for helping fix his house” recipe and a reminder that I can purchase his special blessed seasoning at the tavern. In the game, his seasoning allows homemade meals to replenish health, not just energy.
Pity I can’t really do anything with recipes or magic salt dust without a kitchen, huh?
Yeah, by the time I’m supposed to have completed the Rehoming the Sea Boys quest, I should have been able to upgrade my farmhouse to have a kitchen, and it shows.
Or.
Well.
Wait.
Right.
I just remembered. With the realism mod, I don’t actually need a kitchen in order to toss fancy salt on a freshly-grown cucumber.
So maybe Neptun’s ad is relevant. I rescind my sass.
The final letter is from Laumon, Neptun’s roommate, AKA the fisher poet who spends his days dreaming over a bobber and penning sonnets into the margins of his books.
His thrilling dialogue includes treats like:I love fishingandI hope Mimet brings new books with her on Sunday.
