Tuesday, September 18, 2018

Guild Mission: Supply and Demand, Part II

Outside the cavern that was the home to the Scout's Den, Jon invoked his ring which allowed him to teleport to Dalaran, the city of mages, and made his way to the residence of his friend, Phredaria. he let himself in, Phred's magical locks having been set to allow entrance at any time, and found his diminutive Gnome friend in her workroom.

"So... I'm about to go under again, Phred. What do you have in the way of some explosive devices?" Jon asked his friend and forensics mage. Phredaria was also a gifted spark of a Gnomish tinkerer and had in the past had supplied Jon with numerous devices that had saved his life in the field.

And a few which had also endangered it, like the rocket-powered boots that had exploded. Or the parachute that had only opened on impact... Phred had sworn that she had fixed the release mechanism, but Jon remained suspicious.

"How about some Organic Discombobulation Grenades? You throw it at the enemy, and it spawns five miniature mechanical sheep. Each of the sheep will change anyone who touches one into a sheep, preventing them from following you?"

"...seriously? How about something more... incendiary? The objective is t destroy some munitions depots," informed Chess, grinning in anticipation of her reaction.

"Boom? Let's see what I have... Seaforium charges? Too small... Wait, I know... how about some F.R.I.E.D. grenades! Those need to be tested... ah, they might be useful in the field!"

"Fried grenades?" asked Jon, his voice dubious.

"No, not 'fried' - "F.R.I.E.D.' - A 'Fast-Roasting Incendiary Exploding Device'. Everything in a five-yard radius goes fwoooosh!" Phred crowed.

"That sounds perfect... umm.. they are stable, right? Not going to go off in my pockets or something?" asked Jon.

"Of course they are stable - well until you pull the locking pin. Then you have about five seconds before the blasting cap sets off the Azurite powder," Phred confirmed.

"Azurite powder?" asked Jon. He had seen the destructive power of the substance before.

"Just a pinch! And it makes them marvelously small - I added some lead casing to fragment as shrapnel just so the grenade would have a proper heft to it. If the grenade was too light, it wouldn't fly true, and
a little extra shredding power never hurt anyone... well, except the enemy, and that was the point, really.

"Sounds great... how many do you have?" asked Jon.

"I can let you have ten? Is that enough?"

"It'll have to be!" enthused Jon.

"Oh, and Jon?"

"Yes?"

"Trying to cook with these is definitely contra-indicated!"

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