Chapter 46- Falk's Perspective
Chapter 46 of "Chaotic Craftsman Worships The Cube" starts with unexpected events: After a couple weeks of talking to his client, having the item inspected and requests... Find out more!
After a couple weeks of talking to his client, having the item inspected and requests for improvements to be made, not to mention being given a variety of materials heâd deemed necessary to ensure it would succeed, Falk was finally on his way home. He left Craftsman Tower through the gate, coming out at the nearest city to Stonewall, and thought he would spend a little time shopping around before he found a cart he could take back home.After looking at some shops he stopped in a cafe, got himself a drink and a snack, and made some small talk with the owner.
âSo you heading out or coming back?â Inquired a friendly mass of limbs of a species Falk wasnât able to place a name to.
âComing back, I have a client I had to see, but gods am I happy to be on my way home. Iâll tell you, some people are impossible to work with, no matter how well they pay.â
âAh, donât I know it. We get all sorts of interesting folks coming through. So are you from the city?â
âNah, Iâm out in Stonewall, the hustle and bustle of the city ainât really for me,â As Falk spoke a few of the shop owner's limbs started twisting and shaking. Falk was no master of body language, especially when it came to other races, but he was fairly sure something was wrong. âHey you okay? Donât need me to run and find a healer, do you?â It was better to be safe and ask when you werenât sure about these things.
âNo no, Iâm fine. So you only just got back today?â
âThatâs right.â
âSo you havenât heard what happened then?â
He felt a lump form in the pit of his stomach. âWhat are you talking about?â
Seeing that Falk didnât know anything, the owner explained what heâd heard had happened in the town about a week ago. Supposedly a tamer went insane and attacked the place, bringing dozens of monsters to destroy it in a fit of madness. They hadnât heard anything about a number of casualties but in events like that there was an expectation that there would be some dead when he got back.
The more he heard the more he panicked. It must have been that bastard Roan, but what happened to Thera, Sonya, the boy? He couldnât take his sweet time anymore and thanked the owner for letting him know before finding the fastest cart he could and paying a premium to get back to his home.
Usually it was a five-day trip to the town for a more reasonable fare, but after waving some money around Falk got back in three by the evening. He was let off by a gate far closer to his shop than Sonya's home so he stopped there first, throwing open the door and calling out. It looked like Ben had grabbed some materials at some point but that could have been weeks ago, who knew where he could be now.
He tried his best to suppress the thought that that would only be if they were okay themselves.
He ran to their home and banged on the door, only waiting a few seconds for Sonya to open it.
âFalk, you're finally back! Itâs-â Before she could get the words out he had her wrapped in a powerful hug, though being mindful to not injure her with his strength.
âSonya, Iâm so glad youâre alright! Is Thera okay? Is Ben?â
âHuh, what, yes of course. Theyâre just in the living room,â Falk rushed past her, not noticing the tips of his old friend's ears flushing as he did.
He burst into the living room and felt his whole body begin to relax upon finding Thera sitting down with a book, and Ben laying face first on the ground, seemingly mumbling to himself.
âNo, there's no way to make the enchantment smaller⌠I already took some of the most appropriate materials in the shop...of course I tried that, who do you think I am...maybe need to wait for a level upâŚâ
As the boy continued to mutter, Thera looked up from her book and realising her uncle had returned got up to see him. âUncle, welcome back! Your trip was a pretty long one this time,â As she walked by Ben she gave him a small kick to try and get his attention. âBen, stop talking to your god, your teacherâs back.â
He thought, a mild worry of some divine retribution crossing his mind before he pushed it to the side.
âIâm just glad to see youâre all okay. I heard the town was attacked and rushed back as quick as I could.â
âOh hey Falk,â Ben said as he ended his conversation with his god and lifted his face from the floor. âGood to see you. Sorry to worry you but everythingâs fine.â
Sonya came into the room and he turned to her, not wanting to make either of the young folk too uncomfortable with what he was going to ask. âAnd what about casualties? I havenât seen it myself yet but I heard the southern wall was destroyed,â Heâd verified the safety of the people he was most worried for, but he had other friends and acquaintances around as well. It would be best if Sonya could tell him who had died so he wouldnât have to go house to house checking in on people. Instead she shocked him.
âNobodyâs dead and the south wall wasnât destroyed, it just saw a bit of damage when these two took on a herd of monsters.â
âIâm sorry, I think I misheard,â She couldnât be talking about the boy and his niece, but she just gave him a smile.
âWhy donât we all have a seat and some drinks to catch Falk up on what's happened.â
As they sat around and caught him up he became more and more shocked as the conversation went on. Roan was caught after almost destroying the town, and after a decision from his apprentice, he wasnât sure if he should call it bold or insane, the town was saved and nobody died. That wasnât even considering the fact that his plan had raised Theraâs standing in the town considerably. Sure some people thought worse of her, but pretty much any adventurer who had seen her use earthwave had been talking about her powerful attack, Ben was basically forgotten about when people talked about the events of the day. And now here he was, only half listening to them talk about it as he scribbled and made notes in a notebook.
âBoy, what has you so occupied that you canât brag a little more about saving the town?â
Thera rolled her eyes. âDonât mind him uncle. After he woke up heâs been obsessed with some secret project heâs thought of. He keeps pulling me in to help and he wonât even tell me what it is! Plus all of his notes are coded.â
âThey arenât coded, these are just characters from my homeworld is all, keeps nosey people from seeing my work before itâs done,â He gave both women a pointed look and they didnât meet his eyes. âAnyway I promise Iâll tell you both if it works, but Iâm worried more and more it will be impossible.â
âThen why have you been spending almost every waking moment on it?â She asked him.
âHe put his notes on hold and looked her dead in the eyes. âBecause if it works the results could be life-changing. Anyway Falk are you heading out soon? Mind if I walk with you, toss some ideas around?â
âSure, you got me curious boy so why not. I only rushed here anyway to make sure you were all safe so I wouldnât mind turning in soon.â
âExcellent, then letâs head out. Thera, Sonya, Iâll be back in a bit.â
âAlright, be careful out there,â Sonya said as she waved them off, and Thera gave a much briefer goodbye, clearly unhappy that Ben was keeping this a secret from her. Hearing the exchange brought a different question to Falk's mind though.
âArenât you all better by now? Are you still staying with them?â Falk asked, deciding not to hide his curiosity.
âOh yeah, Sonya was still worried about Thera so she asked me to stay around and Theraâs still spending a lot of time inside. After all the cloak I made doesnât let any light through so I need to lead her around if she wants to go out at all. Iâm just making sure she has some company.â
Falk smiled at his apprentice. âGood lad. Now why donât you tell me what youâre working on that's keeping you so busy? The sooner you get it done the sooner Thera will be a bit happier with you I imagine.â
âRight! I think I may have figured out an easier way to restrain Theraâs charm magic,â He said casually, dropping a surprise on par with hearing the town had been attacked.