The monk is able to help weave the chain links together, and is actually able to pin together the important parts of the chainmail in thirty minutes.  He's unable to complete the repairs, though.  (The armor is back to full force, but it will be back to +4 AC and -1 to DEX penalty after 10 points of damage).<br/><br/>Cadrick, already prepared, stays in the area, nodding at Celara.  "Indeed," he tells her.  Then he sighs.  "Just like old times."  For a moment, he can't help but stare at Ter'ra, laying stuffed on the ground.  "That... will probably not be helpful."  He turns his head away again, back to Celara.  She could easily see that his nose was still glowing red.  "Well," he said, "...well, I guess we're the best hope for the monks.  W-we had better get going as soon as we can."  He then took a quick look down at Celara's own belly before making a show of checking his own equipment.<br/><br/>Once the party was assembled again, Cadrick led the group down the stairs.  Despite the stone around them, though, the air remained fresh, and even produced a small breeze.  "The monks have ventilation," Cadrick explained.  "It helps keep grain dust from exploding on contact with an open flame.  And no, you won't get pregnant from this," he added.  "There's also plenty of pure water, as well as a supply of food brought in by the changing shifts.  Or, at least, there would have been."  He chuckled a moment.  "Th-th-then again, that's probably not going to b-b-be a..."  He paused for a moment, then trailed off, continuing downwards.<br/><br/>After a short climb, only about three floors worth of stairs, the party arrived in the laboratory.  It was a regular stone room, well lit.  Tables were scattered around, covered with flasks and papers and miscellaneous magical/scientific things.  Off in the corner was a large trough filled with grain and above it was an odd apparatus consisting of buckets on belts.  The belts lifted the buckets up into the ceiling, then brought them back down.  Interestingly, they didn't touch the trough, though a bunch of scoops seemed to indicate what did.  "Well," Cadrick said, "this is the laboratory.  Don't touch anything."