One by one, the others came over to congratulate Tian on his advancement, and Karl had to try not to laugh as he noticed that Thor smelled like peach body wash and Tessa. They had definitely chased him out of bed, and he had spent thirty seconds in the shower trying to make himself presentable.
Tian strutted around on the beach, showing off his new form to the other beasts, while Dana stood behind Karl, trying not to laugh.
He might be impressively powerful, but he was still tiny and fluffy.
"I was going to come get you to start on the arena, but it looks like Tian has some celebrating to do." She noted.
Karl shook his head. "No, he came here to advance specifically because he wanted to make a better version of the arena. I don’t think that he will want to hold the celebration until after he has finished showing off."
[That’s right. They can celebrate me getting big when they celebrate how wonderful my arena is.] Tian announced proudly.
For him, getting more powerful was just a sign of growing up. He was still a young fox, and by the time that he was fully grown, he would naturally be more powerful than nearly any other beast in the world.
Rae thought that was a bit of an overstatement for something that was distinctly snack sized, but the Stonefur Divine Fox was an impressive species.
Now that he was Mythic, not only would his stone be higher quality, but Tian could do a better job on the small details, as well as doing them faster.
He had a whole notebook full of design sketches from the Dwarves in Drodh, as well as the design plans that they had made yesterday for the basic design of the building.
All that he had to do now was to go collect Geralt, their master sculptor. The dwarf could give him advice on how things should look, and help with shaping the magic.
He wasn’t nearly as powerful as Tian was, but his skill with stone was unmatched, and the Fox wanted to learn more about how he did it.
"Alright, I will send someone to get the Master Sculptor. I’m sure that he will enjoy getting to be part of a project this grand." Karl agreed as he heard Tian’s thoughts.
[He can bring more sculptors if he’d like. We can all link for the spell, and they can each work on a portion of the building.]
Karl laughed. There was no way that the Master Sculptor would go for that. If he put his hands on a piece, he wouldn’t allow it to be associated with the work of his apprentices. It was all or nothing, unless he was going to attribute it all to them.
It should have been obvious that he would not allow that to happen when they were making an architectural marvel with Dwarven stone carvings over thousands of square metres of surface.
But fame wasn’t a concept that Tian really understood. He understood amounts of work, adoration and rewards, even quality of treats. But not fame.
Karl sent a Guild Message to Geralt, and the Sculptor immediately agreed to head over to the Alliance house for the opportunity.
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