Chapter Two-Me likes.
"Amythest? Of course, from the rumours I've heard, Krakens need amythest just like humans do, if they want to cast spells. And there is a potion that will let me speak to the Kraken in his own speech. Of course, if it went wrong I would never come back to you alive." He went to his house and sat alone for a long time, and then he made a small vial of the potion. took a small chunk of amythest, got into his boat and rowed out quietly to where "Big Red" had made his home months ago. Whilst "Big Red" had never so far killed any of the islanders, they had all been careful to stay well clear of him.
As Edward slowly got closer he saw, through the clear water, the Kraken curled up below him. It's yellow eyes, the size of plates, opened, blinked, narrowed slightly, and then a tentacle uncoiled and reached up towards him. He drank the potion, burped, and then spoke in Kraken speech.
"I bring you amythest, and come in peace."
The tentacle broke the sea's surface and then stopped, dripping the seawater all over Edward, who quickly dropped the amythest overboard. A tentacle caught it underwater and brought it close to one of the eyes. Then the Kraken spoke. I have never heard a human speaking my speech before. And I like the amythest. I'm curious. Why do you risk your life to come so close to me? To me you are a light snack.
"Tonight our island is almost certainly going to be attacked. If you drive off the attackers, I will reward you with amythest. Not just a small chunk, but a whole bolder of amythest."
Me likes. Keep your promise, or if you ever come within the range of my tentacles again, I will eat you. Go now, before I change my mind. It took a while for Edward to reach the shore again and by that time his human speech had come back to him. The islanders were clustered together waiting for him to return.
"I spoke to the Kraken and he agreed to help us, but he wants a bolder of amythest in return. I need you to chop it out of the rock."
"How can you trust a Kraken?"
"Because it needs us. It cannot go on land and chop amythest out of the rock by itself. We can. If we help it, it will help us."
All that day the islanders prepared themselves. Some chopped and chiseled out a large block of amythest, others armed themselves with knives and scythes, others helped those who could not fight, the old and the very young, up to the highest point of the island.