Silver Spoon Series

The two dungeons weren't that far apart, so even Gerry was able to spot Alan as he headed over. Everyone waved, with the exception of Gaf. The human mage shuffled nervously. It was understandable, not only did Alan now hold that man's fate in his hands, but he had also captured the guy twice.

"Welcome Lyonel, how did the run go?" He called out as he got close.

"Hey Alan, we're surprised to see you here. It went well, much easier now that we have a full party. I'll admit, I'm kind of hoping for something with more of a challenge now." The hamster man answered back.

"Good to hear. I was on my way back to Elstree when I saw you all. Wanna head back together?"

Hector had the sharpest eyes of the group, and he noticed an anomaly back where Alan had been. "What were you up to over there?"

Looking back, Alan could see a small mound of stone covering the hole that had contained the new dungeon core. With its domain established, Indiana was able to move around inside of it, so the core was most likely no longer so easily accessible.

"Well, that's a new dungeon. When I mentioned needing to take care of some things, one of them was picking up a dungeon core that I purchased in tier two."

That caused quite a ruckus among the beast people. They were sad to hear that it was going to be a low level dungeon, and Alan held off on telling them why. He needed to talk to Roger before he let anyone else know about his crazy idea. Alan also noticed that Gaf wasn't reacting the same as everyone else.

"Hey Gaf, you probably know more about dungeon cores than the rest of us, wanna share?" Alan asked him. Time to see how knowledgeable the man was.

Gaf was nervous when he began talking, but his confidence rose the longer he went on. "I mean, everyone knows at least a little about dungeon cores. The fact that you have one already is just crazy. The Network doesn't give those out randomly and if you got one, it means you can bond with it."

"It does, and I already have. I can't pronounce its real name, but it lets me call it Indiana."

Gaf spoke up again. "That's incredible. For someone at our level to bond with a dungeon core, that takes skills and power that I certainly don't have."

Listening to him talk, Alan had an idea. "Hey, can you guys come over here for a minute and help me out?"

While he phrased it as a question, every joe and grunt knows when an officer asks, you take it as an order. Once the group was assembled around the burgeoning dungeon entrance, they were a little let down. There really wasn't anything to see at the moment. It wasn't for their benefit that he had asked them over, though.

"So, Indiana can only create things that it has encountered before. Just by standing here it can scan your gear to add them as possible rewards for anyone who enters. If you guys take out anything in your storage items for a minute or two, it would really help."

The next ten minutes looked like a flea market getting set up. Items of all types were spread out on the grass so that the core could get a read on them. There were now multiple types of armor, both leather and metal, robes with some mana regen boosting enchantments, wands, a staff, and a variety of weapons. Hector's bow was included as was Gaf's brooch.

The bow wasn't magical, but it was a more traditional weapon than Alan's crossbow for hunter classes. It was a good addition. Gaf's brooch on the other hand was magical. The entire pin was shaped as a rune. The shape itself wasn't enough to make it magical, but whoever had crafted it had also provided the necessary mana to make the rune function. It empowered all of his fire spells, allowing him to get more bang for the same amount of mana.

The brooch of course was too much for Indiana to create at the moment, as well as the enchantment on the robes and some of their other items, but these ten minutes they spent laying out their inventory meant that it could much better personalize rewards for future delvers. Alan thanked them all before they packed up their stuff and headed back to Elstree.

Hector took the rest of the party ahead while Alan and Lyonel hung back some to talk. Enhanced perception was really an issue when it came to operational security. Alan added a pamphlet on screening conversations to his shopping list. Someone had to of come up with a solution to the problem already.

"So Lyonel, how is Gaf doing? Anything suspicious?" He asked once he judged the separation between the groups was large enough.

"He is doing really well. The guy is a little on the shy side in between missions, but once there's work that needs doing, he's solid. Personally I think he might be trying a little too hard, but that's to be expected due to his situation."

"I'm glad to hear that, because I might need you guys to take on a bigger task, and it means you'd be on your own even more than now."

That piqued Lyonel's interest. "What do you need?"

Alan put off answering, letting him know he would tell the whole group about it all at once. He made plans with Lyonel to meet up after they had breakfast. Alan had originally suggested the only tavern in town, but then the hamster man reminded him that they were staying at the newly finished boarding house, and Jessica was handling their meals. She wasn't as good a cook as Alan he said, but it was still better than anything they could make themselves.

Alan agreed to meet them there, it would also give him a chance to check out what the final product looked like. Alan had invested a good chunk of gold in acquiring the blueprint for the large boarding house, and he wanted to see what his money had paid for. Soon enough they reached the outskirts of Elstree and the two groups split.

The villagers had been busy while he was gone. There were more fields set up around the town and all of them had irrigation trenches. He could already see some of his various fruits growing in most of them. They hadn't only been working on farming, either. There were several new buildings on the stretch of road that Alan had added before he left. Most seemed empty, but one was a large store. He would have to check that out later.

Elstree was still just a tier four village, so it wasn't far to the Town Hall where he knew Roger would already be working. Sure enough, the man was in his office, a faraway look in his eyes as he navigated the town menu. Alan grabbed a seat in the only other chair in his office and waited. After a few minutes with no change, he gave a small cough.

The mayor's body twitched, and then his eyes regained their focus. "Alan! Welcome back, sorry to keep you waiting."

"Its good to be back, I actually got in early this morning, but I found some things to keep me busy."

They spent a couple of minutes on small talk, but one of the things Alan liked about Roger was his ability to read people. He could tell that Alan was ready to Get Things Done. He sat forward behind his desk and steepled his fingers.

"So, what's the plan?"

Alan dragged his chair over so that he was in front of the desk and sat down again. Reaching into one of the Nivex storage rings, he set a stone in the middle of the desk. "This."

It was a common quartz mage class stone. It took the mayor a moment to realize what it was, but then he cocked his head to the side in confusion. He had never seen one of these things in person himself, but every serf knew what a class stone looked like.

"It's very nice." Was all he said.

Alan smiled, knowing that the man had no clue what was coming next.

"It is, so are the thousands more I have in my storage. These too." And with that he set an uncommon healer class stone next to the mage one.

Something was breaking inside of Roger seeing those two shiny stones sitting on his desk. He was happy with his new life, but who wouldn't want to gain a class or two and increase their life span as well as the many other perks that came with a quartz aura. There in front of him was something that could change his life more than becoming the mayor had. He thought wistfully of how nice it would be to have those, when the rest of Alan's statement registered.

"Did you say thousands?"

"Yes, thousands of every class. And just to help move this along, I'm not bragging, and these aren't for selling." Alan's eyes had an intensity to them now.

"So then what are you going to do with them?" Roger finally asked.

Now Alan smiled. "Give them away. Those two are for you. If you would rather have different classes, we can talk, but I figured these would suit you best."

If Roger's soul broke at seeing those stones that he could never have, hearing they were his cracked his brain. All he could do was stammer confusedly for several seconds. This just didn't happen.

"I don't understand…why?" Was all he finally came up with.

Alan's smile grew, as did the intensity in his eyes, but there was a friendly vibe to it all. "I'll start with the mercenary reasons. One, since we are in the tutorial right now, I can't sell these for anything even close to market value. It would be a waste to do so, and I can't wait until after it's all over to unload them because I need all the resources I can to make sure that Earth wins. Second, it's not totally free. There is an expectation that anyone who takes these stones will do their part to help me make sure Earth succeeds."

Put that way, Roger was able to finally gain some traction on the idea. What Alan was saying made sense. He had a lot of money already, and it was a huge discount that the Network forced on recruits selling these stones. The profit from reselling those stones on the outside was one of the ways the Network was able to afford these tutorials. Roger had never really understood how it worked himself, since the Network created everything in the tutorial anyway, but that's what he had heard knowledgeable people say.

Alan wasn't done listing his motivations, though. "Another reason is simply that I can. I have heard of, and seen, some of the discrimination that serfs face on the outside. I have all of these stones, why not make these people's lives better. Not only that, but there's more. First, you should absorb your stones, though."

It was difficult for the mayor to focus on Alan while the stones were sitting on his desk. The man had offered him his choice of classes, but these did seem perfect. Even if Roger never used his classes for their intended purpose, both wisdom and intelligence would help him tremendously in his job as mayor. Then a thought occurred to him.

"Wait, do I stay on as mayor after I take these?"

Alan pondered that for a moment, he hadn't been ready for that question. "I guess that is up to you. I was thinking you would, but it would be wrong of me to offer this, and then tell you that you had to stay in office even if you really wanted to do something else."

This would open up a lot of paths for Roger, but he really had always aspired to be a mayor. He reached out and almost touched the mage stone. His fingers were millimeters away from a dream he'd never dared to dream. He willed himself to take it and when he touched the stone he got a notification that all serfs thought of.

Do you want to absorb the Common Rarity Mage Class Stone?

After Roger willed his acceptance he felt a spike of pain and then blackness. When he opened his eyes again he found his head laying on the desk, and Alan staring at him sympathetically.

"Yeah, that first one is rough, but to tell you the truth, it doesn't really get better."

The mayor heard the words, but he wasn't really listening. Instead, he was focused on all the new information in his head, and the many changes in his body. Mostly he felt the same, but there were some small differences, one of which was the things that had been added to his vision. There was an icon there showing the outline of his body, and readouts for his health, stamina, and mana. He had mana now.

It wasn't possible for him to see it, but he knew that he must have a real aura now. All people had one, even serfs, but there was a significant difference between what he'd had before and what he should have after gaining a class. And then without hesitation Roger reached out and absorbed his second class. This time he didn't faint, but he still had a blazing blast of agony roar through his mind.

After recovering from the latest change to his body and mind, Roger checked his stats. Meanwhile, Alan sat back and watched. There was something satisfying about seeing someone else go through this process. He still remembered gaining his first class and then checking all the ways it had changed him.

After more than a minute, Roger came back to reality and thanked his benefactor. "This is incredible. I can't believe this happened, thank you so much!"

Alan was getting better at handling these situations, but he still blushed a little. "You're welcome. I know this is a little rude, but can you tell me your talents, and if you got a spell for either class?"

Asking about someone else's stats or talents, or even their classes, was considered improper, but Alan had a good reason for requesting the information. If the mayor had been a fighter or guardian then it wouldn't have mattered as much. He could have handed him any kind of weapon and let the man work. However, as a mage, you were almost helpless without a spell. Alan had gained his light bolt when he absorbed his own class stone, but he didn't know if that was normal. Also, he had not gotten a spell from his healer stone, he had earned minor healing as a bonus reward to a quest.

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"I wouldn't have any of this without you, so I don't mind. I got Air Bender for my mage class and Uplift for my healer one. I only have one spell now, Gust."

Alan had to fight off a grunt. Uplift was a fine talent, it would help with buffing his allies. Gust was not as useful a spell, however. Alan had recently put it to good use, but it didn't really deal any damage. That was going to make it tough for Roger at first. Fortunately it wasn't the end of the world. When Alan had gained his classes, he was totally reliant on what the Network gave him. At this point in the tutorial, though, there were some options.

They now had access to a store where they could purchase what they needed. One of the many things you could buy were spell scrolls. Other than the first six spells that Alan had learned about in his time with Dracon, all the spells were very expensive. The cheapest he had seen were over five hundred gold, and most of those were only slightly better versions of the originals. That didn't sound like much if someone could run a town dungeon over and over again. It was currently giving a hundred gold for every completion. You could have enough to buy a scroll after three days. The problem was, most people didn't have exclusive access to such a thing, having to share the dungeon slots with other groups, and Roger wasn't even close to the level it would take to survive even that rather tame dungeon.

It was starting to really sink in with Alan just what a mess he was about to make. This wasn't going to be as simple as handing out some stones and sending them off, he was going to have to set up some supports. He mentally added another item to his shopping list, it was an important one, but he wasn't sure if it was going to be affordable.

Time to focus and get to the meat of his plan. "Congratulations, but as a wise man on my world once said, 'with power comes responsibility'. I'm going to need a few things from you now."

Roger continued smiling, not realizing just how much work he was about to be saddled with. The first task was the worst. Alan needed Roger to come up with a plan for giving out class stones to the rest of the villagers. He had enough of each class to supply everyone with anything, but he wasn't going to just make some piles in the main square and tell people to have at it. He had already discovered that things were going to be harder than he thought, so they would have to be smart about it.

The first issue was, Alan wanted to do this in waves. He was thinking around fifty people a day. That number might need to be modified based on how fast Indiana could cycle people through. The more people that did the dungeon, the faster they and Indiana would grow. Win-win. So it was going to be up to Roger to figure out what order to go in. Alan suggested some type of merit system, those who had contributed the most to the village first, but he left the final decision up to the mayor.

The second consideration was what classes people should get. Technically they could have any two classes they wanted, but not everyone knew how classes worked. Someone might think that a fighter-mage would be a great combination, and it could be. But neither of the stats that went with those two classes synergized with each other, leaving the warrior weakened. Also, if people were going to be grouped up in parties of five, they needed a balance of classes. If everyone was a melee fighter they were going to find themselves seriously lacking in offensive power eventually.

It was at this point in the discussion that Alan finally mentioned to Roger that they were about to get a new dungeon. That took another ten minutes of explanations and excitement. After he was able to lay out his plan for using the dungeon to help level up the villagers, some of the qualifications that Alan had listed as things to consider made more sense.

Setting up this class rollout was going to be a tremendous amount of work. The next item on Alan's list was a little more fun. Shopping! Alan's list of information pamphlets he wanted to pick up had grown quite long. It was time to prioritize for his current missions. One about Dragons was a must, that egg was hatching soon and he needed to know everything he could. Stat Fruits would also be important. Eventually he would like his villagers to level up, but that would take a lot of stat boosting items to get them there. Someone with two or three classes needed to boost their other stats to strengthen their aura enough to reach opal. Another new addition to his list that was an imperative was information on how to create spell scrolls. Alan knew all of the basic spells and could save everyone a lot of money if he figured out how to make the things himself.

Some of the ones he would have to wait on for now were packets on quartz class stones, something about the different types of energy, and sadly anything on how to make conversations private. They were all important, just not mission critical for now. With the list narrowed down, he and Roger started looking through the store.

As he began his search, the mayor started to realize something that Alan already had. After Alan had gained his new title The Mayor (which was ironic since Alan wasn't the mayor, he was the village owner), their town menu had been upgraded. Roger had already noticed that, the man did interact with it constantly after all. What he hadn't figured out yet was that it also included more access to the Network store. It didn't give them a discount or anything, there were just more options for things to buy.

At the moment that didn't have a big impact on them since they were interested in one thing, information. Alan was looking for anything on scroll making while Roger was tasked with finding everything he could on dragons. Soon enough they were both ready to share. The mayor went first.

"So I found a number of possibilities, and quite a few more that are simply out of our price range. There is something about dragons that captures the mind, so these packets are popular, and therefore expensive."

There were a few that were actually books detailing the adventures of certain dragons, or quests to slay one. These weren't written to inform, but there was probably plenty that could be learned from them. Also, since they were considered literature and not true information packets, they weren't that expensive. Alan thought he might pick up a couple just to check out what they were like.

From the collection of actual pamphlets, there were quite a few choices. There were some on the life cycle of dragons, a guide to identifying types of dragons, what materials you can get from a dragon's corpse, methods for fighting dragons, and some that were on the darker side. Roger had found one pamphlet on methods of seducing dragons. Alan hadn't told the mayor that he had an egg he was hoping to bond with yet, so the thorough man had covered all the bases.

The packet on seducing a dragon, and most of the other odd ones, were quickly discarded as choices. They looked carefully through the many options on the life cycle of dragons. Some sounded incredible and were highly recommended, but the price was just too much. In the end, they settled on one that was well liked, but was relatively cheap since it focused mostly on the early years of dragons. This was perfect for Alan, but less useful for those who were looking to hunt them or establish a bond with an adult Ascended Being.

After that purchase, Roger started to give him looks. He had to know something was up. They also found a pamphlet that focused specifically on Ferric Dragons. It seemed more like a guide on how to spot one and where they made their lairs, but that would be useful for his purposes as well. Together those cost him a thousand gold. It's true what they say, information ain't cheap.

Next up they looked at what Alan had found on making scrolls. There were guides on how to evaluate spell scrolls, how to enchant a scroll with a spell, and a ton on how to make the various components that were involved in making the parchment and ink that were apparently necessary for the process. Just from reading the titles that were out there, Alan could tell it wasn't going to be a simple operation. He actually ended up buying what was essentially an 'idiot's guide' to creating spell scrolls.

It was only a hundred gold, and the reviews had warned him that it wasn't great. He didn't buy it in hopes of it allowing him to make scrolls, instead he needed it just to figure out the basics so that he could better figure out where he needed to spend money. It turned out that packets on how to practice trades were very costly. It made sense since the people with the knowledge to write the things wouldn't want too many people buying them. It would just be creating competition for themselves.

Roger started looking for information on stat fruits while Alan went through what he'd purchased. Making spell scrolls took four main ingredients. The maker would need to know the spell they were creating, a type of magical ink to write the spell out in, a special kind of parchment that was capable of absorbing the ink, and an enchanter's stylus to write it out with.

Alan already had a stylus, it was a gift from his Mentor, Dracon Mazus. The spell part also wasn't a problem since Alan had several healing spells and all six of the basic spells mages learned. What he still needed to know was how to make the ink and parchment, and how to actually put the spell onto the scroll.

With a little more knowledge to base his choices on, Alan looked over the pamphlets again. He was able to ignore a ton since they dealt with higher level issues. Apparently the more advanced the spell, the more difficult it was to scribe. For now he was only interested in the lowest level of spells. He found a well regarded packet for eight hundred gold that would cover the process of transcribing the spell. Then he was looking at how to make the parchment and the ink.

Pretty soon he encountered an issue and pulled Roger over to get a second pair of eyes on it. The packets that detailed how to make the special parchment and the magical ink were also expensive, at least five hundred gold each. Alan was willing to pay it, but he didn't think it would do any good. From what he was reading in the summaries and reviews, it looked like these required some special items.

The paper was made from several types of plant matter that they currently didn't have access to, and the ink was even more complicated. He didn't think that was going to be workable for them, at least for a while. He was ready to give up on the whole thing when Roger suggested a compromise.

The parchment and ink required special ingredients, but beyond that they probably weren't too difficult to make. Any alchemist could probably handle the ink at least. The part of the process of making a spell scroll that would be truly challenging was the inscribing. It would take special skills that were usually restricted to higher grade people.

Checking out the store, Roger was proved correct. While a scroll for a basic fire bolt was around a hundred gold, you could buy a vial of the magical ink for fifty and a parchment for five. Not only was that about half the price, but the vial would be good for quite a few spells. If Alan could manage the process of actually writing down the magic, then this was worth doing. He bought the packet on inscribing as well as a vial of ink to go with a pile of parchments.

While Alan had been perusing those, Roger had made great progress on stat fruits. He found a single packet that seemed to contain everything they wanted. It didn't detail the methods for creating the fruits, instead it was more of an academic paper on the theory behind it. With Alan's scientific mind, he was fairly confident he could take what was in that and turn it into actionable knowledge. The best part was it was only five hundred gold. That was a lot for something that didn't tell you how to actually make anything, but information packets that did sold for thousands. There was a lot of money in those fruits.

With packets in hand, Alan once more turned to Roger in the real world. "Okay, that was our fun break, now for more work."

Roger grimaced, but then he remembered what this man had just given to him and he recommitted to getting done whatever Alan had in mind. He had earned that much from him, surely.

"I have bad news and good news. Bad news first, since I was all alone in tier two the dungeons there are in trouble. You may or may not know, but the entire tier was simply packed with dungeons, and I was the only person able to run them."

"Uh-oh" Roger couldn't help interrupting.

"I see you know where this is going. There have already been a couple of dungeon leaks, and more will be coming in the future. That probably won't be too much of a problem for us in the short term, we have some distance from the area. However, in the long run it will absolutely be an issue. As just one person, I can't clear them all, and even if I tried that would mean it's the only thing I could be doing all day every day. I could get Lyonel's group to help, but frankly I don't think that will be enough.

"You mentioned earlier that since I didn't have anyone from my planet to unlock when I claimed the village, that I had the option of recruiting some mercenaries. I know you had concerns about controlling them, but I think it's a risk we're going to have to take. Plus, if we eventually get everyone in the settlement their own classes, it will be a lot easier to make sure they behave themselves."

The mayor took a long breath before nodding. "You're right. If all of those dungeons are already leaking, then we have to do something about it. I'd say let the villagers handle it after we give them classes, but they will be too low to start exploring all of those."

Alan agreed. "That's what I was thinking. The area was designed for people about halfway through their quartz classes, so expecting you guys to handle it right off the bat isn't realistic. However, I do think you will have some advantages that the recruits won't, namely gear. If we can get everyone moving through Indiana and getting full equipment, that will be a huge improvement over what the recruits had to work with at the start of the second tier."

With that decision made, they just had to put out the call for help. Alan was only allowed to bring in five people, and they were limited to quartz level. That was a hit since he was supposed to release ten people from stasis, and they would most likely have had opal classes. However, there was no use worrying about what you couldn't have, you had to suck it up and get the job done with what you did. Alan felt that it would be appropriate to use some of the town funds for this, so he offered anyone who signed up five hundred gold. With all the bounties he and Lyonel's group had turned in, they could afford it, if only just barely.

The real prize for those who accepted was supposed to be joining the tutorial and getting access to the achievements and titles that could be earned here, plus perhaps gaining status by working with the winning side. In reality, only those who were desperate were likely to accept, unless there was something significant in it for them. They didn't publish the request yet, because Alan had one more thing to sweeten the deal.

"So, I also said there was good news. Because I was the only person from my zone, that means we have to deal with all these leaks. It also means that each of the starter dungeons in the first tier have only had one person go through them. While I was gone, I checked, and they all still seem to be functioning. I couldn't go in, obviously, but all of the entrances were there."

Roger's eyes got big. "So that means…"

Alan was smiling once more. "Yup, the first ninety-nine people through each dungeon get a rare stone and the opportunity for a third or fourth class. Not only that, but it means each dungeon has almost ten thousand more stones for us to gather. I don't see that happening any time soon because we don't have that many people, but still."

"This…that would be incredible. Think of everything we could do with that."

"I have been, believe me. Now, for the villagers, it doesn't do them any good for now." He saw the question in the mayor's eyes when he said that. "To get there would not only mean crossing tier two with any monsters that have leaked, but the beasts in the first zone are spawning like crazy. It would take an experienced team to move around down there.

"What I'm thinking though, is we can offer this group of mercenaries a chance at a rare stone. That should get a higher quality of adventurer to accept our offer. Then, once people in the village start leveling up their classes, we can have this group escort them down and let them run through dungeons to get stones. Eventually those groups could then bring even more people down and so on."

Roger leaned back in his chair, thinking. It was a lot to have thrown at you all at once, so Alan waited patiently for him to process it. This wasn't even the end of Alan's crazy plan, but he was going to hold off on the last part until everything else had a chance to get going. Too much all at once could cause enough chaos to mess things up. It was a juggling act between growing faster than anyone else, but not too fast that problems cropped up, while also not wasting resources that Alan could be using to make himself stronger. Finally Roger sat forward again, ready to talk.

"That definitely sounds workable, but you realize that if we give some people four classes, others won't be able to get even three. How do we decide that?" The mayor was afraid Alan was going to leave that to him again.

"Well, I am willing to give everyone these two stones for basically free. If they want more, I'm going to need a commitment. I'm not expecting to turn all the people in the village into adventurers, not everyone is cut out for that kind of life. At the moment you all see the glamour and money, but you ignore the danger. I think many people will be happy to get their two stones and go on with their life. A farmer with a strength and constitution class could turn into a guard, or he could just as easily apply those stats to taking care of his farm.

"Some people, though, will want to go whole hog. Those who are willing to make a commitment to me and the village will be the ones offered first shot at the rare stones. Part of that commitment will be to run the dungeons in tier two, as well as helping me going forward. They will be my Army as I move through the tutorial. Anyone who isn't okay with that will have to be happy with two classes."

Once again Alan had to wait while Roger processed that. "I'm not sure how people will react to getting classes. I think you would be surprised at how many would want to become full-fledged adventurers, but you're probably right about them not realizing the danger. Also, if they knew they would have to join your 'army', that would probably keep some from accepting. I'll have to think about this when I'm deciding who gets their classes first. Someone like Smith would benefit tremendously from getting classes, but I don't see him signing up long term."

Alan nodded along as the mayor talked it out. "You're right, I don't really know how people will feel, you certainly have a better sense for that than I do. While a future willingness to join with me would be great, don't make that your overriding criteria for picking who to offer the opportunity to first. Crafters like Smith will be important moving forward as well."

The mayor had plenty to think on for now, so Alan left him to it. They finalized the request for a party from the Network before he took off, and then it was up to Roger to make a lot of decisions. Alan was instead on his way to meet with Gaf and the Corellians. He had plans to share with them as well.