Prologue Unto Greatness

[Dracos]

"Rid..that' be dangerous work, folks.  I got a cousin who died on a quest like that.  Good man too.  What in the world be ye headin' out with that kind of madness for?"

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"We're apparently legendary heroes." Craig showed off the light orb. "Or so says the king. Anyway, we already stopped Garland, so that's probably a good hint we'll make it."

[Dracos]

The man brushed his beard, appraising the folks in front of him with a keen eye.  "Really?  The light warriors?  I recall hearin' tales of that when I was a kid, eh...  hum.  I could help you...Got a little project I been workin' on of late..." He mused.

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"Huh? What's that?" Craig curiously asked as he put away the light orb once again.

[Dracos]

"Well...  been thinking well...  Been trying to work on something for clearing caverns.  Almost done really.  But haven't really tested it yet.... Not sure if it'd be very safe..."

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"Huh. Well, could we see it first, at least?" Craig looked interested.

[Dracos]

"Eh?  Sure, I guess...eh, follow me."

He lead out of the forge, heading around the castle and down into the basements, unlocking a door and pulling out a few red sticks with string hanging out of them, tied together in a tight bundle.  "It's this."

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"What are they?" Craig blinked at the curious sight of the sticks. "How can such tiny things clear out caverns?"

[Dracos]

"You know a black mage's fireball spell, boy?"

He gestured to come in.

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"I've suffered several near misses with fire*bolts*, but no. I've never seen a fireball personally." Craig entered the room where the smith was.

[Dracos]

"Ah, well...this is sort of built to make one.  Ye light one on on fire...the string...and toss it.  And RUN.  It'll blow rocks into smitherns, eh!"

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"Really?"

In Craig's mind, a little scenario began to form, with a more petite and rounded version of him merrily cackling as he flung those sticks into banks and assorted fancy looking places, blowing them up and sending clouds of money into the air, which he merrily plucked up with a butterfly net and stuffed into his pockets.

The little daydream ended with his little chibi self lounging about in a beach with the sun lowering over the horizon, surrounded by assorted women in tiny swimsuits.

"Where can I sign up to test those things?!"

[Dracos]

"uh...well, eh..."  He brushed his beard.  "They are awful dangerous.  I could give you this test one but you'd have to be awful careful with it."

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"Oh, don't worry. I'll keep it somewhere cool. It might come in handy in the future too, so it'd be better to have it than not."

[Dracos]

He seemed reluctant for a moment but then handed it over quickly.  "Take good care of it.  And don't let it get wet."

Dracos