He's already come up with the general idea of where to hide it. Now he just needs to figure out how to hide it from searches, especially those magical in nature. The first problem, how to supply the power for the spells needed to hide it, seems to have been solved. On the chest, he's having five crystals embedded, one on each side. Four can be responsible for the gathering of magic, the fifth needs to be able to draw on the stored power of the four to empower the spells of hiding.

What he needs to figure out now, is a way for magic to hide the 'Fire'. He finally decides to take something out into the forest and then try to locate it by magical means. All the while he'll be focusing on how the magic is locating it and try to come up with a way to counter it.

He takes one of the stools from the workshop and etches an 'X' in the top of it. Then he leaves the workshop and carries the stool about ten yards into the forest. After setting it down, he returns to the workshop and then takes out his mirror as he begins trying to locate the stool...

"Lunch!" he hears Ezra calling. Canceling the spell, he puts his mirror down in frustration. He understands better now how the magic is locating it, he just hasn't come up with a good way to actually counter it. This is harder than I thought. This is harder than I thought.

As he gets up from the workbench, he realizes he's quite tired from all the magic he's been doing. His head aches a little and when he leaves his workshop, he has to shade his eyes to keep the sun from hurting him. Once in the kitchen, he washes up and then takes his place at the table.

"How's it going?" asks Jiron.

"Frustrating," he replies. "Just when I feel I understand, I realize that I don't."

"I'm sure you'll get it," Tersa says encouragingly. "This will just take time."

"I know," replies James. "Just not sure how much time we'll have."

"What do you mean?" she asks.

"Oh, nothing," Turning to Illan, he asks, "How's the training going?"

Shaking his head, he says, "I doubt if anyone will kill themselves with their sword, but they've just had no experience at this sort of thing. A couple are good marksmen with the bows, especially Errin, but they're hopeless with swords. Given enough time, I'm sure we can shape them up."

"It's only been a few days," Jiron says.

"True," admits Illan.

"I'm going into town today," he announces to everyone.

"I better come with you," Jiron states.

"Me, too," Miko pipes up.

"Alright," he agrees. "We'll leave right after lunch."

James is quiet during most of the meal, his mind on the problem with the spells as well as the funds needed for this place. There're lots of gadgets he could introduce into this world from his own that would turn a profit, like the steam engine or the printing press. But revolutionary ideas like those usually bring turmoil and strife among those trying to control them. This world already has enough to worry about. Maybe his trip into town will bring an idea or two.

When they finish eating, they go out to the barn and saddle their horses. On the way down the lane, James looks over to the construction site and sees they've managed to get the walls to the house up and have begun to finish the roof.

At the end of the lane, red haired Moyil stands guard, the horn hanging at his side. "Do me a favor," James says as they approach him.

"Yes, sir?" he asks.

"Don't blow the horn when we return," he tells him.

Giving him a nod, he replies, "I won't sir, promise."

"Thank you, Moyil," he says as he leaves the lane and turns onto the road.

"You know," says Jiron, "since we've gotten the extra lads, we've been bothered by fewer people."

"Good," states James. "They're a nuisance we can do without."

Once in town, they make their way to Alexander's where he arranges for Roland to be able to withdraw funds. He also withdraws another two hundred golds. Leaving Alexander's shop, he then heads over to the blacksmith to check on the status of his box.

They find Kraegan again at the anvil working on some kind of iron bar. When they pull up, one of his apprentices tells him of their arrival. Glancing over to them, he hands the iron bar to his apprentice who continues working the metal while he goes over to greet them.

"Ah, master blacksmith," James greets him.

"Here to see about your box?" he asks.

"That's right," he replies. "Just wondering if it was ready yet?"

"About two more days," he says. "All but the interior lining is completed and the man who will be doing that gets back in town this evening. Tomorrow at the earliest, but most likely the day after."

"Excellent," exclaims James. "I appreciate the update and I'll not keep you from your work any longer. Good day to you."

"Good day to you, too," Kraegan says. Then he returns to where his apprentice is working the bar.

"Are we heading back now?" asks Miko.

Shaking his head, James says, "One more stop first."

He takes them down to where Burl the chandler's shop is located and stops in front of it. As he gets down from his horse he sees Mary, Devin's mother, coming out the door carrying a bundle of goods.

"Good day, Mary," he greets her.

"Why, James," she says to him, a smile on her face. "It's so good to see you. How is Devin doing?"

"He's taking well to it," he says. "He seems to be enjoying it."

"Good," she says, almost breathing a sigh of relief. "He's always been a quiet boy and I was worried about him."

"He's doing fine," he a.s.sures her.

"He never did much care for the farm," she says. "Oh, he did well and I believe he would've made a good farmer, but his heart never was in it. I remember when you first came to us, his eyes lit up at the things you talked about. And then after you faced the demon, or whatever that was, I knew he'd never again be satisfied with farming."

"I'm sorry," he tells her.

"Oh, don't be feeling bad or anything," she tells him. "I may worry, but that's a mother's prerogative. I know a boy must find his own way, maybe this is his. At least with you, he shouldn't get into any real danger."

James glances to Jiron a second then says, "We'll try to keep him safe."

"I know you will," she says matter-of-factly. "You're a good man. But I must be off, no telling what the girls have gotten themselves into while I've been here in town."

"You take care Mary," he says.

"You too, James, it was nice seeing you," she says as she moves past him with her bundle. Down the street, he can see her horse and wagon.

Feeling better about Devin being out at The Ranch, he proceeds into the chandlery.

Burl is behind the counter and looks up as the door opens. He breaks into a smile when he sees them walk in through the door. "Welcome," he greets them.

"Good day to you Burl," James replies.

"What can I get for you today?" he asks.

"Just looking around," he tells him.

"If you need anything, just let me know," he says.

"I will," James a.s.sures him.

As they move through his shop, he looks at the goods and tries to come up with an idea, possibly a variation on what's already available. He sees bolts of cloth and other items people may want to buy, but nothing really springs to mind. Discouraged, he leaves the shop as Burl's "Come again" follows him out the door.

"Didn't find anything?" Jiron asks him.

"No," he replies. Before mounting, a thought suddenly occurs to him. He looks around at the people on the streets and a smile comes to his face. Why didn't he notice it before? Turning around, he returns to Burl's store. Ten minutes later he leaves, Jiron and Miko laden with several bundles each.

"What do you want with all this stuff for anyway?" he asks.

"You'll see," he replies cheerfully. Yes, you'll definitely see. Yes, you'll definitely see.

Back at The Ranch, he has them put all the bundles in his room and then asks Tersa to join him there. Before closing his door, he asks Jiron and Miko to leave.

"Why?" Jiron asks as he's being escorted out.

"Because I like surprises," James replies, shutting the door in his face.

As he stands at the door with his ear to it, he tries to listen in to what they're saying inside.

"That's not very polite," admonishes Miko.

"Neither is shutting the door in my face," he retorts. "Shhh!" he says to Miko as he tries to hear what's being said inside. James is talking so softly that he can't make out the words.

Suddenly the door opens up and he stumbles into the room, almost colliding with his sister. "Jiron dear, be good enough to bring the bundles to my room. Thank you."

He moves aside to allow his sister to pa.s.s through the door and then he turns to see James smiling on the bed. "What?" he asks, his smile making him slightly irritated.

"Oh nothing," he tells him.

"What's going on with my sister?" he asks.

"Nothing to be worried about, I a.s.sure you," he replies. Then he nods to the bundles sitting on his bed, "Your sister is waiting for these I believe?"

Giving James an annoyed look, he picks them up and takes them to his sister's room.

"Just what are you up to?" Miko asks him from the hallway.

"Like I said, I like surprises."

From the other side of the house, James hears Tersa's door slam shut and then he sees Jiron stalking into the front room.

When he sees James looking at him, he says, "She kicked me out!"

"Why don't you take Miko and see if you can bring in some meat?" he asks.

"Alright," he says. Then to Miko he adds, "Grab that crossbow of yours and we'll see what we can do."

"Okay," he tells him as he moves to get it.

James watches him go, I suppose I could've told him, but I do like my surprises. This won't generate a great deal of coins, but it should bring in some. I suppose I could've told him, but I do like my surprises. This won't generate a great deal of coins, but it should bring in some.

Getting up off his bed, he heads back out to his workshop to see about resolving the hiding spell. The rest of the afternoon flies by as he works on it and by the time dinner is almost ready he thinks he may have it. But he is so tired from all he's done that he decides to wait until morning before attempting it. No sense in taking chances when he is this tired.

After dinner, Tersa lets him know she's done. While they're all in the front room relaxing, he has her bring it out.

"Finally!" exclaims Jiron.

They all wait expectantly while she goes to her room to get the big secret. When she returns, she has in her hands, an object. It's about a foot in height, with two stubby arm and two stubby legs as well as a mouth sewn on and two eyes.

"What is it?" asks Roland.

"A teddy bear," James explains.

"What's it for?" he asks.

"Tersa, give it to Arkie," he says.

Bringing it over to where Arkie sits in Ezra's lap, she holds it out to him.

They all stare as he looks at it and then tentatively reaches out and grabs hold of it. Brining it closer he looks at it and then hugs it. He finds the soft material Tersa had used for its outer sh.e.l.l feels quite soothing against his skin and the stuffing within is soft and comfy.

"That's what it's for," he says. "It's for kids, small kids mostly. Where I come from, every child has many of such things."

"You going to sell them?" asks Illan.

"Delia will, I'm sure," he says. "Tersa will get a copper each and the rest will go to The Ranch to help keep it going and pay for the supplies."

"You're not going to be able to charge much for them," Roland says.

"Probably not," admits James, "but it's a start." He looks to Arkie who has snuggled up with the teddy bear and has a most content look upon his face.

"Thank you," Ezra says to him.