Prevail- Hermitcraft

Chapter 3

Grian was excited to say the least.

Who knew that you could put mycelium in a brewer to make an actual potion?

With a disappointing sigh, Grian remembered the villagers. This news could wait, he would tell someone later. The someone probably being Mumbo, Iskall, and or Scar.

He grabbed the fermented spider eyes and added them to the brewer, watching as it immediately started to bubble.

Grian made sure that the weakness potions were going to be weakness potions and got up so he could he gather. some golden apples before nightfall.

He threw the potions into a chest inside the soon to be villager conversion room as the sun set below the horizon. Mobs would be out soon and he needed to grab a zombie.

After writing down a name on a name tag, the blond set up the trap to get the zombie in.

Zombies are almost as hard to work with as villagers. He had accidentally killed three zombies, two got beaten to death by iron golems, one was killed by a skeleton, but finally he managed to get one named and into a minecart.

It was midnight when Grian had managed to complete his task. The blond drank an instant health potion before sinking underneath the covers of his bed.

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It was early in the morning.

It wasn't a problem for Bdubs but Scar...didn't do the best. The sun had barely risen when Scar decided it would be a good idea to have a meeting.

His thought process at the time went something like this:

We should have a meeting?

But when?

Soon.

How soon?

Tomorrow.

When tomorrow?

The mushroom island gets warmer as the day goes by.

Noon is too hot.

Night Bdub sleeps.

Closer to the morning I need to tend to Larry.

At the break of dawn.

That is early

I'll fall asleep earlier.

Scar ended up staying up very late trying to complete a section of his build. His magical village, despite being magical, would not build itself.

Thankfully, Larry the Snail woke him up one time by shaking his entire starter house. A large, personal earthquake could wake most people up. The only person who could sleep through that would probably be Xisuma.

The man rarely slept but when he did, breathing was the only way people could tell he wasn't dead.

The wizard trudged over to his armour stand and carefully pulled his elytra off of it. He strapped the wings on making sure they were secure. The brunette then grabbed food, tools, and rockets out of a nearby chest before taking off into the skies.

He was not a skilled flyer like his dear friend Grian, so he flew above the trees. The sun was rising to his left, messing his vision up. Thankfully, he knew the area enough to be able to make it to the shopping district without crashing into the ground.

He landed somewhat gracefully in front of the town hall. Scar was still proud of the build he had made with his two friends. They had put a lot of effort into it and the mayor was glad to be able to claim the diamond throne as his, to sit at the top of the glorious centerpiece.

"Hey there buddy!"

Scar turned to face the cheerful face, greeted with the large eyes of his friend Bdubs, "Hi Bdubs."

The two made small talk as they walked towards Scar's office. When they reached the office, Bdubs dramatically held the door open for Scar, "Mayor first."

He laughed as the wide eyed hermit gave him a mischievous smile , "Why thank you my wonderful assistant!"

Scar moved behind his desk and sat down in his chair while the other hermit sat down in the slightly less elegant seat.

"So.."Bdubs gestured to the window, "am I right to assume that this meeting is about that...stuff currently littering the shopping district?"

The mayor nodded, "Yeah, it's really just not as, um, appealing as regular grass. The fungus doesn't really serve a purpose."

"Agreed. I would like to change it out as soon as possible..but unfortunately I had already made plans today."

Scar smiled, "Oh, that's fine. I'm in the same boat I'm afraid. Does tomorrow work?"

"Yeah. I'll just message you when I'm ready."

"Great."