The food was incredible, made by someone with the Mystic Cooking ability, and once they began to relax a little, the other Immortals in the Dragon God followers' clique began to chat amiably.
"You know, with your fighting skills, we should bring you to the Clan's training grounds. They're a Legendary separate space made by a Demigod for us to train in.
The wilderness is properly Immortal sized, a thousand kilometres across, so there's room to hunt.
Plus, you should have clan credits, right?" Argoth asked.
Karl shrugged. "Nobody mentioned credits. I probably should have asked about that. But I have some crafting skills, and I can likely make something that will earn credits in a Merchant Clan."
"Ooh, a self funding Immortal. Now that is rare.
You know, for as long as we live, you would think that there would be more, but everyone focuses on getting stronger, not on building wealth. There are a surprisingly high number of impoverished Immortals." The werewolf laughed.
